Awarding the MMP

I don’t know what to do for my mother’s birthday. I feel guilty if I don’t go see her, and I feel even more stressed if I try to.

I was going to send a gift basket, 6 mini cakes, but the website got hung up and then kicked me out. Maybe just some flowers on her birthday and take a gift when we do go.
She doesn’t need anything, and she is trying to de-clutter her house, the best gift for her is the gift of out time.

Sah-son still has his math test, a math assignment, two assignments in astronomy, a history quiz, the history discussion board and two mini-papers due this week. He’s been so busy with math, now he has to play catch up on the other subjects. He really doesn’t have the time to take a day off to go to the armpit.
I really can’t afford to lose a days pay.

We have another GD mouse. We were mousie free for a while. I don’t know where they are getting in, I think I need to check behind the dishwasher and I’m afraid to pull it out. It’s a tight fit and heavy, and I don’t know if I could mess up the plumbing or something.

OAOASO wants to get back together, he’s strong, maybe he can do it.

I haven’t eaten yet today, no wonder my stomach hurts.
I guess send flowers tomorrow and take a gift later.

I need to make a decision and get ready to go out. Wake him up so he can get ready.

I should not be stressing out like this, it’s all bullshit stuff that makes no difference one way or the other.

BLURF At irk of course. I have to go to an airshow meeting at 1130. They are providing pizza so it will be OK.

Still have month end to complete.

Good Healing thoughts for FCD

Dooggiioooo You must have fat paychecks with all the hours you irk.

Hey Butters I hope you are feeling better.

I just looked up how to pull out a dishwasher, I think it is beyond my comfort zone. I need to think about it, it’s not a quick and easy job.

HOME!! When I got to the hospital (with a much-appreciated Diet Coke fountain drink in hand) my sweetie was watching TV. He wasn’t discharged till about 10, but he had a decent breakfast and all things considered, the process was pretty painless and efficient. He’s sleeping now - apparently he had a bad night last night, what with his or his roomie’s alarms going off at random times for random reasons. I hope he sleeps a lot over the next few days.

I may stretch out in the recliner myself. We shall see. First, I’m having some egg salad and crackers. I’s hongree!!

Oh, and Higgs was happy to see her daddy home safely. So life is good at FairyChatEstates!

:smiley:

That’s Miss Rosie, to you MetalMouse ;):smiley:
and no, I never didn’t.

Went out to get some breakfast and the freezer is empty, except for some YUK pizza rolls and a bag of frozen pasta and veggies in cheese sauce. So that is what I had for breakfast. Sah-son beat me to the shower so I have a few minutes before heading upstairs.

I’ll make sure my phone is charged so I can play WWF while waiting.

I’m happy FCD is home and Higgs is happy.

Yay to FCD for standing and peeage!

Today, I found out that all of the online company required classes that filled my inbox yesterday with completion dates from April to June they now want by the end of this month. I may just finish up February’s work by the end of March. :stuck_out_tongue:

Yes ma’am. :cool:

My desktop calculator is possessed.

It stopped working yesterday (just possibly because I spilled my Mountain Dew on it, but the first 5-6 times I did that it never stopped working), no power, no display numbers, so I turned it off (left it plugged in) and figured I’d buy another (it’s my personal property).

So today, WITH THE BUTTON STILL IN THE OFF POSITION, it started up, with one tiny light in the diplay window, and printed off about 10 feet worth of tape, with only the letter G and a symbol that looks vaguely hieroglyphic, repeated again and again; all with me not touching or turning the *)(&%& on. And then it stopped, for reasons unknown (there was still paper to be printed) and sat there, quietly humming for an half-hour before I finally unplugged it.

So, possessed. And since a new calculator is cheaper than an exorcist, I’ll be visiting Staples tonight.

Metal Mouse You have to buy your own calculator? SMH

Miss Red I had a training start sending emails to my boss and me for a requirement from 2009 :rolleyes: I went ahead and did the training which was about driving.

Howdy Y’all! One more and it’s irk from da cave except for goin’ to the north forty first thing tomorrow. YAY! Magic intartoobz pizza and bag sallit (don’t judge!) for dindin.

MOOOOOOM glad FCD is home and that Higgs has her daddy back with her.

Popeye’s made FCD’s supper - he got some medicinal wings, and DQ made me a non-medicinal mushroom-swiss burger, plus BOGO peanut buster parfaits! :smiley:

We didn’t have lunch so we had a very early supper. Yum!

Math test is over and not as bad as expected. The pretest was 101 questions and took almost three hours. The test had 37 questions and took 45 minutes. He got an A, so all is well.

He got Taco Hell for dinner, I got Roy Rogers.

Now to order flowers.

Glad FCD is home and all is well.

I think your calculator is trying to tell you something, Steel Rat. Pay attention, it could be important.

I am having a sad day. Yucky things are going on. I’ve decided that I am not cooking dinner. Just not feeling it.

Off to UCSF to see if stem cells are in DH’s future…

Second attempt of chemo starts tomorrow…

Still doing battle with Social Security…

What does it mean, “Medicinal wings”?

Good luck Gotti!

I got up, sent the kids to school, and went back to bed until 1. Running a fever and generally having a cold. Boo.

My husband braved the Super Bowl traffic between our house and his office and went to work. I may try it tomorrow.

Stoopid cold always makes me feel stoopid. My head is all muddled. Blurf.

Rosie’s sig to everyone, first off. Glad to hear FCD is doing well.

The sprog had a makeup Quiz Bowl contest this afternoon against another Catholic school. (For those not familiar with Quiz Bowl, it’s like Jeopardy, but with teams of four.) The eighth graders lost. The seventh graders, of which the sprog is one, crushed the other school, 340 to 75. The sprog carried the team and impressed the hell out of me. I’m so proud. :cool:

Chicken wings, ingested for medicinal purposes.

It’s like a joke… you know, humor. :stuck_out_tongue:

I’m sitting here falling asleep. Hope I can sleep tonight. I feel like a zombie.

Power was out when I came home. It’s back on now.

I got a blower from work and it’s doing its thing now. In a couple of hours the section where my bookcases were should be dry and I can point it towards the door where I think the water came in. There is a serious shampooing in my carpet’s future.

Pizza and bag sallit have been ingested. OYKW is preparin’ a soak in the tub. It’s supposed to get cold again tonight and act like February for a few days. All is well at da cave.

It means MOOOOOOM dipped FCD’s wings in liquid xanax. :smiley:

ETA: gotti hope everything goes well for DH and you.