Heh. I love the way you think. (You have a 31-year-old daughter? :eek: But you seem so hip!)
TagFree, good Lord, I was an idiot at 13 and said many, many things I regret now. I’m surprised my parents didn’t sell me to a shrimping boat before I turned 18.
FCM, pretty colored dress!
What they all said…
Neighbor girl and Rental Daughter Lauren is that age, and fights with her mom tooth-and-nail. That’s how she became the Rental Daughter: she’ll come over to our house to skritch critters and cool off after going a few rounds with Cyndi.
Luckily, our one biological child was male.
Yup, and a thirty year old son, AND a grandchild who’s turning twelve this summer! I have a motto–“I may be getting older, but I refuse to grow up!” This seems to work for me…
To be fair, though, I did start really early! 
I was informed on the phone that somebody was wondering why I have to move, but I can’t find it in the thread. A lack of sleep will do that to me. But so nobody’s worried – there’s enough worry in this thread without adding any unnecessarily! – it’s not becaue of roommate problems or anything, it’s only that he’s going to go home to Prague in July and he and his friends who own this place are selling it. That is going to take a while, but my choices are either a) move, b) rent the whole place, which I can’t afford or c) find somebody to move in here with me when he’s gone. Also, if by some miracle it does sell quickly, I’d have to move anyway.
I do not want the responsibility of C, so I’m looking for another place. Ick. But I have some time, and a lot of places will be opening up here once skiing ends for the year, which is in a couple of weeks.
G’night, kids.
One hour and then it’s the weekend. YAY!
Yays, hugs, boos, distribute as needed.
You wanna know what’s fun? When I was 12/13 I was in the middle of 'roid rage because I had been on prednisone for a while when I was first diagnosed with ITP. This is before they really understood that steroids make you falsetto singing psy-cho!
Nobody here would have wanted to be my parents. They put up with a lot from me.
I cannot thank you guys enough! It never occurred to me about the age thing, but upon reflection, remember Darlene from the sitcom Roseanne? When she wore black and just laid around? That was me at 12-13. I wrote dark poetry and dreamed about James Hetfield. I was death metal emo.
I am ever so grateful to have other perspectives on it. I’ll just have to remember she’s insane.
My sister has the youngest two kids for the night, and Jim just left for an auction. I’m supposed to be cleaning.
I’ll clean now and veg later.
MOOOOOM just bedazzle the dress! 
Warning: Annoying video.
And now this…
TARGET CAN GO EAT A BIG HEAPIN’ BOWL OF MAGGOTS
Yep. I said it. I mean it too. The story…
Two weeks ago I went to Target because of a grill they had on sale. They were out. The sale was goin’ off that weekend so I got a raincheck. I also applied for a Target Visa card ‘cause I’d get an extra ten percent off. Remember, above all, I’m cheap. So, I’ve been checking for two weeks to see if they had any grills in. Today, they do. YAY, right? WRONG! I go there with my raincheck and my temporary card in hand (permanent one had not come in the mail yet) to purchase the grill. I wait patiently while the nice stock guy goes and gets my grill. He does and we proceed to checkout. Grill rings up. Raincheck rings up. Temporary card will not ring up because it expired March 31st. I don’t have the permanent card, remember? So I get on the phone with some fool who informs me that the card was issued on March 24th and I should have gotten it in the mail by now. I don’t have it, I inform fool. I asked him if the sale could get approved because I’ve been trying for two weeks to buy this grill. Fool informs me nothing can be done without the permanent card WHICH I DON’T HAVE BECAUSE IT HAS NOT ARRIVED YET. I went off on him. Bad. Normally I’d be all :o that I acted that way but I’m not. For two freakin’ weeks I have attempted to make a purchase from Target. Now that they finally have the item I want, they can’t seem to get it together about their own damn store credit card! I told fool that I would never ever shop at Target again, except not that nice. I mean people, it’s like they just DID NOT WANT TO SELL ME THAT GRILL!!! I told him to cancel the card and that if and when it does show up I will take great pleasure in runnin’ the damn thing through the shredder. That’s right. I shall cackle with glee as I shred Target’s card. I shall never set foot in a Target again. I wish them a lifetime of painful paper cuts. I hope the little spot dog turns rabid and bites 'em all!
TARGET CAN GO EAT A BIG HEAPIN’ BOWL OF MAGGOTS!!!
Other than that things are fine in bearworld. Thanks for askin’.
So when’s the barbecue?
As soon as somebody sells me a dang grill. 
Rumor has it Lowe’s is about to have a sale on grills and other outside stuff. I shall be watchin’. Remember, the operative word is sale cause I’m cheap.
Oh and…
TARGET CAN GO EAT A BIG HEAPIN’ BOWL OF MAGGOTS!!!
'Sokay…I’m already in the elite club of dopers that have met the wonderful FairyChatMom. 
While it would have been nice to see you, I doubt I’d have been able to make it to Orlando on a weekday anyway, so no harm, no foul.
Well, we have semi-good news about Grandma Tigs.
First, it’s not a tumor or anything like that. Nope, her GI bleeding was caused by – of all things – ulcers caused by constipation. :dubious: Aggravated by a strong laxative she took, and further compounded by her coumadin (blood thinning medication). :dubious:
Did you know constipation could cause ulcers? I sure didn’t. :dubious: I just googled it, and found enough medical descriptions to believe it, although I’m still skeptical, since she doesn’t have any of the other standard contributing causes to colon ulcers. Plus she eats a really healthy diet, high in fiber and all that stuff, on a regular basis – she’s type II diabetic, and a dietitian worked out the diet for her, which she follows rigidly – and takes stool softeners on a regular basis anyway. So what would cause constipation so bad it would ulcerate her colon? Maybe the antibiotics she was on for a UTI she had recently? I dunno. Except I’m going to have Papa Tigs talk to one of his doctor buddies and see if this scenario makes sense to them.
Oh, and the treatment? Nothing. :rolleyes: They’ll heal up on their own. :rolleyes:
As I told TigSis, “Excuse me if I remain skeptical!”
Anyway, so she’ll probably go to the nursing home tomorrow, to recuperate from her nasty banged-up knee. She’s got a month there under Medicare, which should be more than enough. And at least that way if she starts bleeding again, she’ll have (allegedly) trained medical personnel around to notice!
But I’m still about 95% :dubious: about the whole thing.
:dubious:
I took the car to Firestone, apparently I bent some things. The guy recommended a body shop. 
or a used car dealer. :eek: It’s rainy here.
Sorry about the grill, swampy, I guess you’ll have to serve Target their maggots cold.
Spaz, I think that’s why I’m an only child.
MamaTigs, that’s good news, I guess.
FCM, the dress is just lovely and ever-so-MotB-ish. I’m not sure why a scarf would be ruled out, though… something floaty and chiffony would be quite lovely and seasonally appropriate, especially if it was a dove grey or eggplant sort of colour, and with just a hint of sparkle.
Otherwise, I say go simple and do a simple silver necklace (preferably brushed silver, because it’s just that much classier).
In other news, I have yet to eat lunch today. Why? Because we don’t allow people to eat food in the call centre area, even if said people don’t actually work IN the call centre and haven’t found five minutes to eat something before entering the premises. Our call centre rules must have been devised by a strict Catholic, because apparently you will get written up if you are even thinking of eating, even if you have not yet committed the sin of physically eating. It’s days like these that make me happy I’m not in the call centre any more.
(OK, I’m indulging in hyperbole… but seriously, I’ve been told that you can get written up if you have food in your hand while walking through the call centre, even if the food is not in the process of being eaten. Even the potential to eat is a crime. And the dress code is worse than Catholic school, right down to the whole skirt-must-touch-the-ground-when-you-kneel rule)
There’s a serious rumbly in my tumbly. I think I’ll go forage for something which is not dispensed by a vending machine and/or covered in chocolate.
I apologize on behalf of my team mates.
Antibiotics usually do NOT cause constipation, in fact, they diarrhea is one of their most common side effects. GTigs may well eat a high fiber diet, but if she isn’t drinking enough fluid, she will become constipated. And the gut can and does heal itself over time (depending on the ailment). I would ask re the Coumadin, though–will she go back on it right away (ie before the ulcers heal?). Also, nursing homes are notorious for constipation, so I would check on the stool softener and the fluids once she gets there. It doesn’t take much to throw an elderly person out of whack.
I took a very nice nap after perusing databases looking for research articles for my BIG paper. I felt quite righteous about having found 14 (I need 10) so I quit for the day. Work tomorrow and Saturday, library on Sunday and then…another week starts.
My car is ready. $1337 and change. It’s slightly less than I thought, but not enough less for me to celebrate. The power steering fluid pump or whatever it’s called is fine. Phew.
Target-Bah. It’s getting to be more and more a high end Kmart, IMO. It used to have fun, funky stuff on the cheap and it was immaculate. Now I am seeing clutter and employees not doing jack while supposedly restocking the shelves. Bah.
Wheee! It’s the weekend for me!! 
I’m taking tomorrow off to do some errands that I just haven’t been able to squeeze in on the weekend, but it’s supposed to rain. I’m still going to attempt to do them; we’ll be doing grocery shopping first thing in the morning, then after we come home and unload, I’ll head off to Whole Paycheck (LOL) to get some bulk foods and (hopefully!) some of the fruity Fage (Greek) yogurt. And maybe some interesting cheese. laughs Seriously, though, I’m going to make a beans and rice dish and have to get the beans either at Whole Foods or the natural foods co-op. Which is my second stop, if WP proves too expensive. Then, I need to get a new coffee maker, as the carafe of my current one got a chunk broken out of it … in the bottom, of course! I’ll see how much a new carafe will cost, but have a feeling I might as well get a new coffee maker.
Good news about GrammaTigs, yay! Love that dress, btw, FCM. A little silvery bling at the neck would be delightful I think.
That’s all I got for now. Poor me, I’ll be at Tar-jay on Saturday, I think. I’ll be thinking of Swampy too … wondering if they’re eating maggots down his way. 
If you’ve got a Home Depot Design Center or Expo near you, take a look there as well. That’s where I picked up a decent gas grill for $99 about a month ago.
In this Sunday’s ad, Sears is selling essentially the exact same grill, but with their name on it, for $249. By “essentially” I mean it is the very same cooking module with a different nameplate, and the cart was painted a different color, but had the same stainless steel accent bits.
Thanks for the input re liquids, Rigs. I’ll ask TigSis to talk to GTigs about that once she recovers from the colonoscopy sedation. Until that point, it’s pretty useless, obviously. And I’ll have TigSis make sure she helps keep an eye on things in the nursing home – not that GTigs won’t be able to stay on top of anything she needs, in any case; she’s still mentally sharp, thank heaven.
Home Depot Design Center or Expo, eh, gotti? I’m in the market for a grill for Papa Tigs for an anniversary gift – our old one rusted out while we were in New Orleans from lack of use since our house there had one that had gas piped directly to it. Man, that was nice, a house with its own built-in grill. I’ve been telling him to get a new once since we moved back up here; he spent a year futzing around trying to fix the old one (parts are no longer available, but that didn’t stop him from trying), then a year saying he should get a new one and looking but not buying, so I’ve finally given up and am just going to GET him one, dammit! He can be annoyingly slow about stuff sometimes. :rolleyes:
Should the Target maggots be fresh or dead, Swampy? I would think they’d be tastier cooked, but it would definitely be less adventuresome, not having them crawling around in their mouths as they’re trying to swallow them.