I believe 26. I had to do taxen for VunderKind’s FAFSA last year, and he was 23.
When I was trying to do grad school at NC State, their ACADEMIC application wanted wanted to know about parental income. I put down that I was 46, owned property in the state, and both parents were dead multiple years. Funny, I wonder if the snippiness I showed there contributed to not being admitted…
Howdy Y’all! Irked, home and dindined. Burgers and sweet N.O.T. fries. YUM!!! Tomorrow night is pizza night so it has been decreed.
shortdrum yay on the col!
Pearl ick on the pink eye. Also ick on the miracle chikin. Miracle Whip is Satan’s mayo.
taxi I’m confused. KT wants socks for his alpaca? Where does one keep an alpaca in the city? How does one get one’s alpaca to wear socks? How big would alpaca socks be?
Yay for rain Rebo!
Taters feel better! Also, 24??? Whatever happened to 18 or 21 bein’ the age at which one no longer should depend on the 'rents?
Ok, off to do other stuff. Soon I shall take sinus stuff and go lie on the bed and watch teevee. Stoopit hayfever.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I think this post just made you my hero, rosie!
They should make swim fins like that.
Bri2k
Yeah, I know,** Swampy**; it’s totally stupid. I didn’t get to claim her or her college expenses on my taxes, yet my income still determines how much aid she is eligible for. If I had the damn money, she wouldn’t even have to fill out a FASFA and I would pay her tuition. The same goes for my son.
The only way she wouldn’t have to claim my income on the FASFA is if she was married.
Dinner is cooking. I’ve got panko breaded chops in the oven. I brushed the chops with a mixture of mayo, honey and dijon after I salted and peppered them. After I coated them with the mayo mixture, I pressed them into the seasoned crumbs.
I’m just nuking a couple of red potatoes and we’ll eat them like baked potatoes.
I’m actually a little hungry and I hope I can keep the stuff down. I had another piece of toast earlier and it stayed down, so maybe I’m past the worst of the bug.
Don’t worship me, too much. I’ve never read the book - I just know who He is. It’s because of a t-shirt I saw during the 1980 campaign season while in my senior year - “Vote for Cthulu, when you’re tired of the lesser of two evils”
Irked, cut my head on a peg, cracked my eyeglass lens, did laundry, then came home. Firday may actually be good.
I have to share the adorable story my sister told me. My older niece “Mik” just turned three, and we were a little worried about how she’d handle the new baby “Meg” in the house. She understood the concept of a baby, but not really what it meant to have a baby around.
Meg came home from the hospital last weekend and up until yesterday Mik hadn’t really paid much attention to the baby. Last night Mik asked my sister if she could hold Meg. So my sister gets Mik situated on the couch, hands her Meg, tells her to be careful of her head and all that.
Mik sits there with the baby for a minute, then leans down and kisses Meg on the forehead. She then says “I love you Meg!” Awwwww…
That’s all, just had to share. Off to bed… gotta be to irk at o-dark-thirty in the morning.
**Dr. G **Awwwwwww. that’s sweet. Remember that moment some years in the future when they are fighting each other to the death. 
Swampy. That is YOUR opinion, sir. I was just trying to suggest something easy. for** Mr mmmms **to make. Equally easy is my BBQ chikin. I’d give the recipie, but I’m afraid you’d come over here and poke me in my other eye 
rosie, thoes ROCK hard.
Reboot Yaaaaaaaaaaay for rain!!
Eye feels a little better. I think the drops are helping.
I didn’t have to do parental income on my FAFSA and I was 24 when I filled mine out for the first time.
I love the sushi, rosie. Also the slippers. 
Owwww, doggio, that doesn’t sound like a fun day.
The financial aid person sounds amazing, shortdrum! Every school should have something like that. I was saved a couple of times by someone like that when I was an undergrad.
I thought your parents’ income stopped mattering for FAFSA if you’d lived on your own for some number of years. There really ought to be a better way to handle financing for college.
Have added recipes (chops and chicken), such as they were, to blog.
Long day, although entertainment was provided by one of our major companies putting its name on its building. They’ve been prepping for about a month and finally got to the part where they actually put the letters up this week. I work nearby and got a kick out of watching the last letter kind of sail up the side of the building this afternoon.
Tired. Guess I should consider falling asleep.
Hugs.
GT
Thanks, GT , at least SOMEone appriciated the recipie, such as it was 
Yay ShortDrum!!!
Sorry about the sick Taters & Janis.
Swampy, do they have Papa Murphy’s Pizza where you are? 'Cause they’re having large ‘cowboy’ pizza on for $10.00. I just thought you might get a kick out of walking up to the cashier and saying “Give me a big cowboy!”
It always amuses me anyway.
(It’s what we had for dinner).
There was more, but I forgot.
Later.
Blibbittity gibbitty gonnnnixxer heebeejeebee … I don’t know how to spell it, but that’s kind of what my head’s been doing tonight, now that the steroids and iodine contrast have migrated from my spine to the rest of me. I’m sure I’ll eventually unwind so I can sleep.
The doc who did this one did not have quite as gentle a touch as the one who did it in my neck a couple weeks back. Oh well.
The radiologist was a bit wacky though - he was saying something about bats not having a butt and how they had to vomit rather than defecate. Stop eating the lead aprons, dude. :eek: Like almost all mammals, they have a heart, brain, seven cervical vertebrae, and yes, an anus. What people mis-interpret as vomiting is that bats will bend themselves around when they poop so they don’t poop on themselves.
I had those Spaz. The terrible Iggy Dammit killed them when he was a wee 4 months old and they were bigger than he was.
The really bad part of the cold only lasted 1 day. Now I’m back to the annoying stabby sinuses.
Amazingly enough, I had just enough of all the right ingredients to make a chocolate cake WITH chocolate frosting. Of course, neither the Sweetie nor I are huge fans of chocolate but it was a good way to kill the junk food craving without spending money with the added bonus of clearing some pantry space. I ran out of chocolate powder and powdered sugar.
Bid on a heater control panel for the Jeep on eBay. $2.50 is the bid right now with only 3 days left. We’re hoping to get it for under $30. It goes for $230 brand new. The heater itself costs less than that.
AWRITE!
Good classmates, good teachers, a head of financial aid who’s absolutely the best… this one seems to be setting out to be an amazing year 
Rebo, please don’t go into shock. Rain is a natural thing, promise. It happens.
That’s what I don’t get. Either she’s your dependant, or she isn’t, damnit!
I have a problem with bunny slippers - they’re usually too large for size 3 feet 
I need bigger feet! The ones which don’t try to slide off are usually pink… I had a pair of Leonardos once, but apparently TMNT aren’t shoe-able any more.
Nature called at 1:30am - I was only going to sit up until the Tylenol kicked in . . . . 5 hours ago
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ YAWN ‘Tis 61 degrees Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 86. Tomorrow mornin’ it’s supposed to be 50 Amurrkin with a high of only 74! :eek: I may freeze to death! Of course I’ll be at the church house at five a.m. (yes, five o’clock in the a of m!) to <snerk> smoke butt. <snerk> Oh well, I won’t be complainin’ of gettin’ over heated.
Pearl what can I say. Miracle Whip[sup]TM[/sup] is what goes on sammiches in hell.
And now this…
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR RRROOOSSSIIIEEE!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
**
Whew!
Now I go in search of more caffiene and brekkie for rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Only half a day because <snerk> butts <snerk> must be purchased and rubbed.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. Hockey tonight, including a possible tailgate with “just friend”.
Happy Birthday rosie!!!
Ahem…
Happy Birthday, Dear Rosie!!!