An In Honor Of MMP

Yes, Haze is still in Korea. :slight_smile: And Hazle, I’m very sorry for your loss.

I’ve never had to deal with the death of a loved one up to this point in my life. My parents are both pretty healthy and most of my grandparents passed away before I ever got to know them. My mom’s mom is still alive and pretty active for her age. And I suppose I’ve been blessed that all my close friends have managed to avoid any serious illnesses or accidents. :: knock on wood ::

Irish Boyfriend is FINALLY coming home tomorrow night. He’s only been gone for about two weeks but it seems like forever. I miss him so much it’s embarrassing.

I should probably give the house a clean today, come to think of it.

Hell no. First, the zombies are all frozen. Second, even a zombie has enough brains to know that surviving the Wrath of The Fae Who Scares is a feat - but surviving the Wrath of the Pissed-Off Scotsman Whose Girl Has Been Et is just undoable.

Well, OK. I was not quite awake when I posted and didn’t read right. Jeesh. I’m still sorry for her loss…

I am home from work. I am on Medrol to (supposedly) help with the pain my bone spur and plantar’s fascitis has been causing me. Unfortunately, all it seems to be doing is making the rest of my body ache, give me hours long hot flashes and facial flushes and make me sweat all day. Oh, and it makes me crabby. I will not be doing this again. I go back to PT tomorrow for more fun and games (last time I went, he made me hurt). Blech.

On Topic Bit:

My Grandaddy worked for the Forestry Service and was one of the few people to be able to stand atop the Washington Monument just before the capstone was put in place. He looked just like a grandaddy should: white mustache, goldwatch chain, vest, tall and thin. Grammy, his wife, was something else again. She never rose before noon, managed to GAIN 9 pounds on a strict water diet and started her day with a cup of hot water–not coffee or tea, but water. She had naturally auburn hair, and based her notion of beauty on the degree of redness present in your hair. She was doomed to disappointment, but if she had lived to see Daughter(mine) today, she would have been thrilled: Daughter is now a gorgeous redhead (with curls!) herself. Grammy stayed active in her sorority until the day she died (none of us ever pledged any house, so another dream dashed for her). She was an artist, btw. She preferred watercolor and oils.

My mother’s folks were quite different, or maybe not. Grandpa smoked a pipe and kept a bar. :eek: He also (I noticed this when I was about 9), had an entire wall of Playboy mags in the sunroom. They were packed so tightly, it was hard to get any one issue out–but that didn’t stop my brother… Grandma was really my step-Grandma, although I never knew any other. My mother’s mother died when my mother was 7, and she never got over that or the fact that her father married his housekeeper one year later. My mother did not have any easy childhood.

All of them are gone now. Being the youngest grandchild was great, but it also means I have fewer and spottier memories of them all.

I’m glad to be home and that’s all I’ve got to say about that!

Hazle, I’m sorry for your loss.

rigs, hope the therapy helps this time.

I’m making prime rib soup. It’ll be a somewhat late dinner, but worth the wait. I never got around to making the stock ahead of time, so now I’m doing that and cooking up the barley separately so I can just add that in later. The soup will have all the good bits of meat from the roast, barley, egg noodles, onions, carrots, celery and at the very end I toss in frozen peas.

I’m making a giant pot, but it’ll be gone in two days. My family luuuuuuuurves this soup.

My body is giving me serious fits. Stoopit girl parts. I have a follow up with my GYN on the 7th. I am hoping and praying that I can have an ablation. I’m on my second cycle in the space of two weeks.:mad::rolleyes: First one ended, six days later, it started again. I’m surprised I’m not anemic.

If one more person wanders in off the street and asks “what’s going on in town?” when confronted by the fact that we’ve almost sold out of rooms, I am seriously going to jump over the desk and bite out their throats. LOOK AT A CALENDAR PEOPLE! Notice how you have to, I dunno, buy a new one soon? Do you really think you’re the only person on vacation right now?

People = stupid.

Hugs to all, I need to go to bed.

So sorry about your friend, Hazle, and about your Dad and son, picu.

Go rosie on the kitchen organization!

I love reading everyone’s descriptions of their families. Great idea for an OP, tarra.

I’ve posted the fried pies recipe to the blog. Also added the lasagna that’s in the oven right now. It’s a variation on the lasagna rolls that were already in there, but different enough that I figured it ought to be its own recipe. We’ll see how it turns out. I’m doing it as a no-boil lasagna because…well…I’m lazy.

Happy Anniversary, to LiLi and Mr. Lissar!!!

I believe we have had quite enough girly-part issues for one year! I think we should all speak sternly to them and tell them to straighten up and fly right. Or else! Seriously, though, I hope things get better soon, Taters.

Sounds like you had a nice Christmas taxi. I thought of you on Christmas when, among other cookbooks, I received this Rachael Ray cookbook. Wouldn’t have bought it myself, but I agree she has some really tasty recipes. The cutesy parts are a bit annoying, but she’s really got a talent for easy, quick real cooking. There are a bunch of recipes in there that I’ll either use as they are or make variations of.

Now for the on-topic part: I got to meet 3 of my 4 grandparents. My grandmas were polar opposites. Mom’s mom was a rather dour lady who sighed a lot and was kind of negative. She could be pretty funny from time to time (or at least find things funny), but I think that she had some major disappointments (for instance, it turns out that my grandfather had 2 kids with one of her cousins; she didn’t find out until after he died) that made her rather serious and sad. (Her husband is the one grandparent I never met; now that I know he cheated on her, I’m kinda glad I never met him.)

Other grandma was loud and outgoing and flamboyant and impulsive and well, you get the picture. She quit smoking when she figured out what she could buy with the amount of money she’d been spending on cigarettes (she’d been a chain smoker for years before she did the math). She also up and sent me one of her anniversary rings for no particular reason. She just folded a piece of paper around it and put it in an envelope and sent it. It cracks me up because it’s not like most of her other jewelry. She was always one for large, gaudy jewelry. My ring is a slim band with 4 little sapphires and 3 teeny-tiny diamonds. It’s nice and understated, just like I like things. Since it fit perfectly when I got it and I actually liked it, I decided I was supposed to wear it and haven’t taken it off ever since (well, except to mix dough and such).

Grandad was a newspaper editor and was quieter and more laid back than Grandma. He had some interesting stories and was the one who took us fishing and to museums and to the fair and to the state capitol to meet important people. I wish he hadn’t lived so far away when I was older; I would have liked to get to spend more time with him and know him better once I was closer to grown up.

Grandma and Grandad both made it past 90 and were active until close to the end. They discovered Saturday Night Live in their 80’s and were always fun to visit.

ETA: So what you’re saying, Spaz, is that people tend to travel during the holidays? Like say from the 23rd to the end of the year? Who knew? :smiley:

Happy Lissarversary!!

Soup is almost done. Yummy!

Happy Anniversary, Lissla!

Spaz, I’ve been having the same problem for the last couple of weeks especially. “What do you mean the hotels are booked? The economy’s bad, isn’t it???”

Seriously, I have had people complain to me that we should have rooms for them because of the economy. And the week between Christmas and New Year’s is one of the busiest, if not the busiest, of the year up here! Always! You want to book for this week, seriously, start planning in June. Possibly the June of the previous year.

Save me some soup, Taters!
The situation with Muvver is slightly worse. They found a blockage of the bile duct that looks to be the culprit of the fall and confusion. Problem is - is her heart strong enough to take surgery? Tests continue. And gray hairs. I really love her a lot; she’s been my mom as much as my own mother. Maybe more. Her daughter and I have been together since 1976 and all of us have had great times - with grace we’ll have more. But I also realize it could be “no”. I am reaching a comfort with that idea as these days go on. I don’t like it ------- but I’m coping.

Morning all! Back to work for 3 days before another long stretch of sick leave!

Keeping your MiL, you and your wife in my thoughts, kopek.

Keeping you in my thoughts too, **Dotty. ** If I can’t go the ablation route, I may have to have a hysterectomy too. I’m hoping not.

The soup was quite tasty! Hubby and son each ate two big bowls. I feel bad, because my daughter loves the soup as much as the rest of us, and she isn’t here to have any. I told her to get down here tomorrow so she could snag a bowl before it’s all eaten up.

Don’t panic, guys, I am still here although the zombies nearly had to endure the wrath of the Fae last night!

We took the fuzzbutts over to my friend who is looking after them while we are away, because we’re going up to Scotland today. Well, that is the plan. Anyway, our local football team had a home game last night and the ground was just emptying out as we were coming home. The downside of living a few minutes’ walk from the footie ground is that you occasionally have to endure the huge levels of stupid after a game.

The entire stadium empties out and the fans are all apparently heading in the same direction, but they are so “special” that the normal rules don’t apply to them. They crowd the pavements and walk in the road, often blocking an entire lane which is pretty silly since it’s only a 2-lane road in each direction and the part I was heading for was all filter lanes for various turns too. On top of that, suddenly traffic signals don’t apply to them and even when the lights are green for me, I can’t go anywhere because the herd of stupids is all over the road. I came home with a serious case of Teh Gurrrrrr.

I ended up having a really bad night - went to bed just after 10pm, woke up at 12.30am, was still awake at 3am when 'im indoors got to bed, decamped to the spare room because of his snoring…and was awake again before 8am.

Now I am looking at a 7-8hr drive up to Scotland, could be less or it could be more depending on traffic and suchlike. No fresh snow here but we’ve been forecast it and the sky is looking rather threatening. Ho hum. I wanted an early start so I could do most of the drive in daylight but I don’t think that’s likely to happen now…and I hate hitting the M8 through Glasgow in the dark.

Rosie’s sig to all, I have to get motivated and do stuff. Port Glasgow, here we come!

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN Thus beginneth my work week.

{{{Ruble}}} MIL, the wife, you and all the family are in my thoughts and prayers.

It’s late, but…

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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY LILI AND MR. LISSAR!!!
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Here’s hopin’ the therapy goes well rigs.

Have a safe trip BooFae! I assume you are on your way now.

spaz and snowbunny if I didn’t know better, I’d think y’all work somewhere where there’s lots of tourists this time of year. :stuck_out_tongue:

Ok, need to feed rumbly tummy and purtify for work.

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

Since I started the translation program, I’ve met half a dozen recent alumni. All of them have the same reaction when they hear I’m in that program: “oh, with Raquel?” You’d think she’s the only teacher!

Well, she’s not. But she’s the one that both those with “translation” backgrounds and those with “I figured since I’m doing translation I may as well get paperized” backgrounds like. She gives realistic materials to translate, for starters (some other people seem to take everything from the bottom of the pile). The way she works is, we always perform the translation before coming to class, and then in class we go over them all together, looking at the different “solutions” we’ve come up with.

She gave us a handout with all the translations we’d do in the first semester on the first day of class; she gave us the handout with the second semester’s translations on the last day we had class with her in the first trimester. So I’ve already done my first homework for the next year! I feel so productive! It’s for student assesment, we’ll each get someone else’s piece to criticise. She says she isn’t sure it’s useful since we tend to be waaaaay too soft on each other, but we said we’d like to do it. There’s one that I kind’a hope I don’t get his piece, because if I do there’s going to be so much red he’ll probably think I hate him, as his idea of a “finished” translation tends to be less finished than mine of a “draft.”

I could do the other translations but I won’t because I’ve really been learning a lot in that particular class, so I think they’ll come out better if I do them later.

Now that I’ve been all productive, the plan for the day is to be Lots of Lazy.
Happy LiLiVersary
Safe trips, don’t anybody kill any tourists, lots of get-wells and all that jazz.

Hi everyone – I’m back from London.

T’was fun. I suspect our bank manager will want a word with us come Credit Card Monthly Payment time, though… :eek:

Missed most of last week’s thread and haven’t really been through this week’s yet (page 2 on Tuesday morning?!), so Yay, boo, hugs and gropes as required or requested…

Oh, just one more thing:

I’m no longer a tourist, so – AFAIAC, It’s tourist season!!! let the hunting begin!!! :smiley: (as I’m sure **Spaz **and **Snowbunny **will concur :p)

But BooFae is traveling! She sort’a counts as a tourist! I don’t want her killed!

Other tourists, go ahead but don’t get caught.

I thought of you the other day, Nooner: I got several bath bombs from a store called Lush (it’s a chain) and one of the things they have is several white-chocolate scented items.

Damn, and I had the ambush so nicely planned… :smiley:

Bath Bombs? I hope you didn’t try boarding an airplane with one! :eek:

One of the nice things (OK, the nice thing…) about Starbucks is their White Chocolate Latte! It is Teh Yumz!!! :stuck_out_tongue: (that’s me, slurping)

Good thoughts and prayers for your MIL and all your family, ruble.

Welcome back, SO!

Safe travels, BooFae!

Not very awake. But gotta get to work.

Hugs.

GT

Blurf. I took my grumpy pills today, and have worked up a rather luxurious snit for the moment.