One cannot nap with a cat and a dog in bed with you. Just sayin’… Stoopit dog is now crashed at my feet. She couldn’t crash next to me when I was trying to snooze, could she??
We’re heading across to the eastern shore to a place that sells corals and stuff. That is, we will, assuming no crabbers show up on my list. So far, they’re not. In the interim, I’ve got a load of towels in the washer that will go on the line shortly.
{{{StickyBuns}}} here’s hopin’ you get a solution for your hurt foot soonest.
{{{gotti}}} just exactly what does “touch up” spinal surgery involve if I may be so nosy?
I read $2.99 as “one dollah twonineynine.” This amuses me that’s why I do it. 
I am downloadin’ driver updates for the new printer already. Dang thing keeps pesterin’ me for 'em so I am. Stoopid machines.
I’m lookin’ at a pile of stuff I don’t wanna do, but do I must so do I shall. Le sigh.
Blurfblurfblurfblurfblurfblurfblurfblurfblurfblurf
Is it Hewlett Packard by any chance?
Compared to drilling holes and screwing things together with titanium rods, a quick nip of an errant bit of disk that’s pressing on a nerve is a touch-up. It’s not even being done at a hospital.
Outpatient spine work?? Dang…
One of the plants in the aquarium was putting out this weird something… if it was in the air, I’d call it powder. All the corals closed up. FCD is doing a water test to see if it’s affected the water quality. He already changed the filter and carbon mats. Hope it’s not fatal…
I’m going to blurf the hell out of this blurfin’ phone if it don’t stop ringing!!!
Pollen?
Happy Blurfday!
Although I can’t think of a damn happy thing about it.
Blurfin’ HFH knows I need to put the dog out so she sets her blurfin’ fat ass in front of the door.
I got Sah-kid to do it because ‘excuse me’ of more likely to come out as ‘move your blurfing fat blurf out of the blurfing way you stupid blurfing blurfity blurf’.
I need to tell off the mother’s blurfing bf too because now he is leaving his blurfing dirty clothes in the upstairs bathroom.
So it’s a cloudy 78 with a projected high of 86.
I need to go to the store today, Sah-dog needs food, Sah-son needs food and I need something to improve my blurfin’ disposition. Or maybe not, maybe the people around me deserve a little blurfiness.
I wanted a piece of cake for breakfast this am and I see that Sah-son ate all the cake I brought home. He could have saved me a piece.
Today is phone call day.
First I have to get some breakfast.
Gotti ouch
Sticky
Bleah. DH, HFM, and my bladder conspired to get me up earlier than I wanted to get up, and I get to spend a fair amount of time and money on the car today.
flytrap it is HP and I finally got all the “updates” done. Maybe it’ll leave me alone for a while. All I ask of it is that it prints or copies when I want it to. It also scans and faxes. If I need to fax (og forbid!) there is a fax machine available and I have a great scanner already I much prefer to use to scan stuff. So print and make the occasional copy is all I ask of this newfangled printer. That and leave me alone with the “updates” bein’ as you are brand new. My knowledge of technology is it either works or does not work. Works = happy bear. Don’t Work = unhappy bear.
gotti great it can be done outpatient. I assume that means like at spineydoc’s orifice as opposed to say, a carwash.
CatDude I already told the phone to shut up twice.
I’d pay for a phone that shut up when you told it to.
but I’d pay even bigger money for a remote with a mute button that works on humans.
Actually I could just turn off the ringer on my phone but then I will miss the important calls. I think phones should come with a zapper that sends a small shock to those annoying telemarketer scam callers. Not enough shock to kill them, just enough to fuse their fingers and/or face to the phone. It could be the new* Scarlet Letter* for them to have to walk around with a phone fused to their bodies.
I’m really lovin’ today’s Google Doodle. Mumpers, get yer geek on! 
You will probably be good until Thursday. 
Really? I predicted this afternoon at two thirty p.m. 
Whole Grain Sharp Cheddar Cheese crackers and a Diet Poopsie for N.O.L. because it’s eat like twelve year old day. I shall, however, have a grownup dindin. Grilled boneless poke chops, steamed green beans, steamed baby carrots and scalloped N.O.T.
Well I have called the Pet Sitting Insurance Company and am waiting for a call back
I have called Sprint for problems with OAOASO phone.
Am on hold with AT&T for problems with my phone.
I still need to call the mortgage company to get an exact date for the closing but they are on west coast time and are just getting in.
I want to see if we can change it from the 16th to the 5th.
I need to call homeowners ins to get premium amount
I need to call the title company to do whatever has to be done there.
I have to call the 8 remaining clients I haven’t called yet to tell them I am moving
I have to call the girl next door after I hear from the pet sitting insurance company to see what we need to do for her to take over the pet sitting business.
And some time I need to find out about gas, electric, cable, internet, phone and water bills.
I also need to hear back about the repairs and what is being done.
This is the kind of days I hate, being on hold and waiting for call backs.
BLURRRRRRRF.
Gotta shower, & clean my room.
I no wanna.
Oh & HI! Missed you guys!
The Stately Manor has been cleaned and lunch has been consumed. I have made the Executive Decision that I can put off laundry until Friday since I bought more Indicator Clothing* last week and can do such things now.
I’m gearing up to chop up all the vegetables to make a stir-fry. I got fancy and bought an eggplant (or aubergine for those of y’all across the pond) instead of yellow squash.
Older Sister & Co will be in town tonight.
*You know, the things that you run out of that tells you it’s time to wash the darn clothes already. For me it is the unmentionables. As it is for most of us I’d reckon.
All this blurfing really brings a tear to my eye. It’s a beautiful thing.
Oh wait, no, that’s not a tear. That’s just crusty stuff because I’m sleepy and tired and not yet fully awake.
BLURF!
Howdy Pearl! We miss you too!
$2.99 I’ll bet you’re just so keeeeeeyooooote when you’re just wakin’ up.
In other news…
ICK!ICK!ICK!EWW!EWW!EWW! Somebody burned sump’n in the break room. My irkspace is right across from there. It smells like a cross between burned popcorn, that smell when coffee is burned in the bottom of the pot, and burned fish. ICK!ICK!ICK!EWW!EWW!EWW! It’s so bad it’s makin my eyes burn. I have intolerable irkin’ conditions! ICK!ICK!ICK!EWW!EWW!EWW!
Plus it smells bad.