Yeah, yeah, yeah. When are y’all gonna tell Higgs she’s gettin’ a new little brother or sister. 
I’m sure I could collect enough to send a puppy to da cave. Don’t forget that I have your address…
Some of the Australian stuff under $30.00 was good looking.
Do you have to mount them upside down?
I’ve probably asked you before, how do you fix lima beans?
Bacon grease and ham is pretty standard here.
Thou must Not Piss Off FairyChat, Swampy, Lest Ill Befall!
One day I came home from petting 6 of my friend’s pets. Nelly took one sniff and her look said “WHORE!”
Irked, more irk tomorrow.
Been up since 2:45 am.
This waking up in the middle of the night is getting old.
I am becoming very familiar with Perry Mason.
This mornings episode has Bernard Fox and Richard Anderson, also know as Dr Bombay and Oscar Goldman (ok I admit I had to look that up because I had him confused with Tige Andrews (Adam Greer)).
The internet is a wonderful thing. Instead of laying awake all night trying to remember who that person is you can sit awake all night looking up stuff that don’t mean blurf.
$2.99, the blurf doesn’t end, it just goes with you until today’s blurf becomes tomorrow’s blurf. Thus, today I have blurf.
There is fresh hell in the world of timetabling. Yesterday the Director of UG Studies decided that something she’d agreed to in the draft timetable now can’t happen when it was supposed to. That means getting people to shift things around (from Thursday morning to afternoon) but the nightmare will be finding rooms for it in the already packed timetabling system.
And it’s Fat Club day today so I have to be extra good and there will be no treats until after I’ve been on those scales. On the plus side, I’m meeting a friend for coffee at lunchtime, she is a complete drama queen so I know whatever ‘excitement’ I have going on will be nothing compared to her life.
I spoke to my agency today to remind them that I have nine more days on this job and then I’m out of here. Nine. More. Days.
Higgs let me sleep in until 5:20 - I guess that’s something.
It’s muggy as all get-out this morning, and we’re promised rain today, altho from the looks of the weather radar, the heavy stuff is all in PA. We shall see how it plays out. But it’s ahead of a cold front, so it’ll be open-the-windows-time soon. Yay!
That’s pretty much all the excitement. Except (to quote the old comic strip, Pogo) Friday the 13th came on Tuesday this month!!! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
Happy Tuesday!
blurf
Blurf times infinity!
:grumble:
It’s raining a bit here. No crabbers on my list yet. I think the big excitement for my day will involve picking up my BP med refill at CVS. Good times!! 
When did “pretzel rolls” become a thing? And why? I tried one of Wendy’s pretzelized offerings and was thoroughly unimpressed, and Chili’s has them now. Jury duty might be preferable.
Some pretzel rolls are actually tasty. The ones at Wendy’s, not so much.
My foot has had a miraculous recovery. The doctor diagnosed me with metatarsalgia and I got a new fangled thingy to put in my shoe and I was actually able to run 2 miles yesterday nearly pain-free for the first time in about a month. It was awesome.
Well I have jury duty so why don’t we switch and I’ll eat the sandwich?
Up, caffienating, getting ready to head out the door to the Old Shack in the Woods.
Happy Toosday!
It’s a rainy 73 degrees. I finally fell back asleep and now I am awake.
Today is laundry day and I think ::crossing fingers::: Sah-son ad I will be the only ones home for a few hours today.
I have to finish all the phone calls I didn’t make yesterday.
Allie seems to think an already very busy week is a GREAT time to launch the “feed me” campaign well ahead of normal schedule. Of course, she’s refusing to eat the new kibble we tried giving her, so yeah, she’s going to be hungry. Guess we’d better give her some of what she’s used to, since she seems unable to grasp that what’s currently in her dish really is cat food.
In other news, disgustingly early appointment at one dealer$hip $ervice department for what should be that last repair to get to “able to pass smog check”, then rush to another dealer$hip’s parts department to pick up that special order that’s waiting for us there (and this is pretty much at the other end of town), which we’re able to install ourselves, then a meeting at our church building this evening.
Can I just collapse for a little while tomorrow? DH has a morning appointment, but I don’t.
I figured the Wendy’s offering wouldn’t be the best representation of the bread, so maybe I’ll try it again if I run across it somewhere else.
Meanwhile, I’m waiting at the Borg Queen’s lair for the physical terrorist.