Snakes I agree with ya about those Marriott pillows. Sheraton and Hilton do pretty good too. Sheraton beds are especially comfy. I generally want to stay in one of those type hotels or one that’s in the chain when I travel. Course, sometimes I go places where the high end place to stay is Super8 or EconoLodge and other such class act places.
Well, since I have to drag it to the laundromat, and it’s in various backpacks and needs to be sorted, yes.
Although I like the idea of having to dress it up before it goes out.
Nice op, Rosey. I once took a Southwest flight, back when they had the backwards-facing seats at the very front, where I was squeezed in between and facing a bunch of Sweet Adelines. They not only sang pretty, they fed me well, too. 
Ouchie, [del]Humpty[/del] Drae! Highly sympthetic ouchie, too. When I was about 12 and they were new-fangled inventions, I got on a friend’s brother’s skateboard, found myself going downhill real fast, freaked, and jumped off. Landed guess where. And I couldn’t even tell my mom because I’d get in trouble for being on the skateboard in the first place, so I suffered in silence for several weeks. So the moral to this story: See a doctor!
Happy Birthday, Spiced One!
Congrats on being a nuncle, Shibb! I trust we will soon get to see the obligatory photos of [del]Winston Churchill[/del] the new little darling boy?
kai, I get massive fits of jealousy about where you live. I would dearly love to live somewhere so remote and gorgeous.
I dropped off lapin blanc at the Metro this morning and then ran errands and then came home and am seriously contemplating going to bed for about 24 hours to recover from all the fun we had while she was here. Alas, I probably can’t spare the time, since I have to actually go back to work, but it’s a lovely thought.
I am thinking about you all about every five minutes, though, since I got back to work. See, I’m working on a transcript in which they keep referring to the “MMP portfolio.” What I want to know is, who’s the official keeper of the portfolio and just what’s in it, anyway?
Our wedding: Papa T. was living in Sasebo, Japan. I was living in Lalaland. I flew into Fukuoka, where he met me and first thing the next morning introduced me to the Japanese subway system at rush hour, on which we went to the American embassy to get the required paperwork, and then on to the Chuo Ward Office, where we were met by a Japanese friend. Who served as our translator. Two hours later, after endless discussions in Japanese of which we understood not a word, we were finally issued an official marriage certificate. Then back to Sasebo to the base legal office to get it officially translated, and that was it. Oh, except for the me moving to Japan the next month to join him part. And then us moving back to the States two months after that. I don’t recommend 15,000 miles of moving in the first few months of marriage as an easy way to keep your sanity.
It got like that here very suddenly Saturday night. It had been gorgeous during the day on Sat. and then while we were sitting around looking at honeymoon stuff online, all of a sudden I just felt like I was being roasted alive. The temperature and humidity shot through the roof. It was awful. Then a storm came through (actually really bad storms… a 10 yo girl was killed in a tornado not too far from here) and now it’s much much cooler. Very strange weather.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
So, I told you all about the messed up urine test - that was related to an informal job offer I received last week.
I just got a phone call from another interview I did, and they want me to do a pre-hire medical as well.
At the same clinic.
With the same doctor.
Tomorrow.
Fuck…
I let the HR person schedule it, but I just called the clinic to ask if it was even worth while. It’s a giant waste of time and resources for me as well as for them, and if they can simply transfer the information to another file, it would be a lot easier. I left a message, I hope they call me back before tomorrow!
-Mnemosyne, professional peer-in-a-cup!
This is making me go :dubious: The only thing I remember being in there (besides a couple kinda scary classrooms) is the health center. And as you aren’t a student, it’s making me wonder what embarrassing reason you’d have to go there!
Hmmmm, I’m thinking she’s gonna be a guinea pig for some science experiment…
What? What else could there be? They’re going to give her strange, mind altering substances and watch what she does.
Or, she’s going to pose nude for the anatomy class, or…see, Meeks you’ll just have to tell us. Or, we’ll (I’ll) continue to come up with all kinds of weird scenarios.
She’s going to have her belly button surgically removed, because she’s donated it to the navel reserve. 
I have a piece of FCM pottery! All of those of you who don’t may officially now be jealous!
That was a very nice OP, Rosey. Sorry I forgot to say that in my earlier post, but I was trying to keep things straight in my head and some things slipped out. Traveling always makes me scatterbrained.
It’s raining here. I’m glad because we needed it, but it is so hard to do anything other than sleep when it’s raining. I’m very glad it held off until we got home. Driving through Atlanta is bad enough in dry weather.
“recaculating” ::snerk::
You guys are making me smile. I’ll tell you on Friday morning, promise! I’m going there Thursday night.
Now everyone will probably run and see what events are running on Thursday night.
Sleep study?
OK - I am back briefly anyway! The last month has been just insane and occasionally goofy. I have been trying to read but you guys are posting fools and generate 4 pages overnight!
Anyways I ended up on bedrest for about a week as I had a dizzy spell at work that made me fall over. Apparently I am working to hard, not eating properly and not getting enough rest. I also had a massive sinus infection that was putting my balance off. So off I go to bed. My boss told our dispatchers to remind me if I called that I was supposed to be resting and not put me through to anyone and my cell leaders were under instructions to tell me that everything was under control and not to worry if I called them. I got given some good drugs which pretty much knocked me out for 3 days
So I fully sympathised with everyone who has had illness or injury over the past few weeks.
I had my 3 year anniversary of being the delicate English flower in Wyoming last week as well. Everyone at work signed a sympathy card!
Carry on with your regularly sheduled thread…
It is Moxie. After reading about it on the Dope, and seeing it on the History channel, I bought some. My reaction? :sip: :eek: :sip: :eek: There is no milk because the old fridge died, and I tossed anything that couldn’t handle a little warmth. In the back, I have canned garlic, hoisin sauce, and Jello cups. The two tubs are apple sauce. Carolina Brown Ale is my usual beer, the Bud is left over from a night of drinking with some neighbors. The flat things are packages of sausages for my jambalaya for tonight’s dinner. That’s Big K seltzer in the 12pack, and water in the pitcher. I am going to fill the freezer up shortly, gonna make a trip to Wally World.
LiLi, it’s hot here too. I miss fall.
SCL, welcome back. The main character was named Hihihihhhnnk?
w00t, ems is back!
Ellen, I congratulate you on your new appliance. You will now join me in getting fat. Please send all of us goodies. Have you named her yet?
Hehe. I’m amused by what I started.
Actually, I worked in Marketing & Media Relations in that building one year for my work study. So I’m not as unfamiliar with it as I sound. It’s still a kinda creepy building though. What ever you do, don’t go down to the basement! :eek:
Well, this saved me an email - I was gonna ask if it arrived more or less intact.
Big happenin’s today - I got my hair cut. If you recall from the craft show pics, I had a fair amount of hair. Now I don’t. Short, layered, low maintenance - just like I like my men… 
And just in time for tomorrow’s presentation to some general who’s coming to hear about our projects. That means I gotta dress all respectable for tomorrow. I might even have to iron!! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: **swampy ** (can’t believe I’m gonna say this) I need you!!!
Gonna go finish mowing the ditch. I drove the riding mower around earlier, but it won’t do the ditch - too steep a bank. So off I go…
Oh, ems posted again! Yea! How you been, lass.
I’ve been swamped (not ouur swampy at work. Roundboy has been put in charge of doling out work to us. And I had to yell at him because I was up to my but in balligators shile he was sitting at his desk reading the newspaper. This ain’t gonna last long.
We talked the siding guy down to $25K (and also changed it from PVC cedar shakes all the way around the house to just shakes in the front and woodgrain clapboard on the other three sides) and then signed the contract Saturday. Yesterday I was playing small-engine mechanic. I think I have to rebuild the carburator on my riding mower. I haven’t rebuilt a carb since 1979, and that was on a Chevy 350 8-cylinder engine.
I also got a job offer to do some writing for an internet site. Right now it’s just going to be entertainment reviews (CDs, movies, TV), but I hope to expand that in the near future.
Oh, yeah- the centipede. I put a smallish log on the fire, and it crawled out of a crack in the bark. It was about an inch and a half long.
I loathe centipedes.
I knocked it into the fire. The log was catching anyway, and it wouldn’t have made it. I still feel both mingled worry that it makes me a bad person to deliberately burn bugs, and glee at killing the thing. I hate centipedes. They’re ugly and they bite.
Great OP, rosie. Conventions are always so much fun! The best part is always later, gossiping with the people you went with about who did what (or who) and could you believe?
I made a boo boo. A big one. Friday was the 15th and quarterly tax payments were due. Guess what I found this morning? Quarterly tax payments for Mr. Particular. He is going to hound me non-stop about this.
At least this morning’s meeting went off well. A. was about to have kittens, she was so anxious about it, but we had about 55% turnout, which is good for this group, and they all participated who showed up, so yay!
I have a board meeting tonight and I’m already thinking that I am not doing this again. I just have to make it until July, when we turn everything over to the new board. Sigh. They promised that they would only have 6 meetings this year, but instead, it turned into 10. I only agreed because of the truncated schedule. I am filled with grrrr. After all, I’m the one who has to provide content for the meetings and no one else seems to want to help, except to schedule speakers over the speakers I already have planned and book hotels on dates I’ve already booked hotels…bah. Bah, I say. Maybe I’ll move after all. Then I won’t have to deal with them anymore.
Centipedes are nasty critters. I always felt bad when a salamander got caught in a fire, though.
I’m back from Super Wall World[sup]TM[/sup]! Here is the freezer and fridge.
Here is a joke my mom sent me:
A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to talk with her.
Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket toward the man.
He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back.
“Oh my, I am so sorry,” the woman says as she pops her eye back in place.
“Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you,” she says.
They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards they go to the theater followed by drinks. They talk, they laugh, she shares her deepest dreams and he shares his. She listens.
After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to her place for a nightcap and stay for breakfast.
They had a wonderful, wonderful time.
The next morning, she cooks a gourmet meal with all the trimmings. The guy is amazed. Everything had been SO incredible!
“You know,” he said, “you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to every guy you meet?”
“No,” she replies. .
“You just happened to catch my eye.”