Sore. Dancing was good. Quasi-Daughter randomly screams at other drivers. Need caffeine.
Some of us have lives, you know. 
We just got back from a morning full of errands - change the oil in the Jetta, have breakfast, check the boat, go to BJ’s and stock up for the impending inlaws’ visit (four plus a dog are coming), stop at the Amish farmer’s stand for corn and tomatoes, then home. My sweetie is going to work on the mower and I’m going to start prepping the meats we bought - marinating the steaks, building a meatloaf, perhaps marinating the chicken wings. I’m going to make stuffed cabbage from my grandmother’s recipe, and the rice is cooking right now. Once I read the comics, I’ll get started scalding the cabbage.
So, to summarize, we’re gonna have a house full of folks next week. I just may run away…
Just got out of the shower. Hubby wants to go out on the boat today. The weather was supposed to be terrible, all rainy, but the sun is out. The problem is, when I look outside towards the area we would go boating in, the clouds are all threatening like. I would like a day where I don’t have to go anywhere or do anything, is all. Needless to say, the hubby is disappointed with me.
I’m doing laundry now and the hubby plans on cleaning out the garage and making a dump run. How the hell do we accumulate so much crap in such a short amount of time?!
My tummy is a little bit rumbly, maybe I’ll make some breakfast. This is a rarity for me, as I rarely eat breakfast.
Good luck with the visitors FCM. It’s always nice to have visitors, but I’m always glad when they leave. It’s kind of exhausting.
Well I cooked 7 chicken breasts on the grill this morning. See, I had this bag of chickie breasts I got at Costco last month that I took some meats out of earlier this week and they were freezer-burned. So last night before going to bed I took the bag out and put it in the sink to defrost, and this morning we looked 'em over and decided to grill 'em.
Then I came over to the shop and vacuumed the rugs, 'cause yesterday one of the jalousy window glasses above the door just fell out all by itself with no provocation whatsoever. (I had to bring the vacuum from home.) I swept the glass up when it happened, but it’s hard to sweep rugs.
Yes, yes it is sad. 9:00 is happy however. That’s my goal for tomorrow.
BumbaMom, whom I believe I mentioned is currently visiting from Jawja, is gonna make Ro-Tel chicken for dinner tonight. Her description of this dish is such a departure from her usual bland cooking style, however, that I admit to some trepidation. Not that I desire bland mind you, quite the opposite. Our usual spicey fare makes my Mother shudder.
I’m listening to Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me on PBS and they were telling a story about some town that passed a law against men being assertively turgid in public, and all I could think of was Band Name!
Have a nice weekend.
-Bumbazine - assertively turgid
Still very sleepy. Maybe I can phone work and tell them I can’t come in because of my need to nap.
Assertively turgid? How exactly does one be turgid assertively? Oh. The dictionary says turgid can mean pompous, not just swollen. Huh.
Well, if they mean pushy pompous people, by assertively turgid, then I can get behind that law. We all know the evil that a plague of pushy pompous people brings. Boils, locusts, and pomposity, it’s the forgotton plague.
It’s almost 3pm here and I’m having my first cup o’coffee. That’s where I’ve been, ChaoticOne. Also, swampy swears Boo Boo is just a co-worker. Though rumor has it that ACBG moonlights as the Park Ranger 'cause swampy has a thing for uniforms. Those cartoons make a lot more sense now that you know that, don’t they?
Bumba, did you leave the chicken out all night to defrost? Mrs. Tassis, the meanest home ec teacher ever, would smack you upside the head for that. Don’t get a tummy ache, now.
Today I’m going to take all the boxes of paper and crap that I have to go through and put them in the living room. That way I can’t avoid them the way I’ve been doing, here in the crazy room. That’s my theory, at least. I may be even better at procrastination than I thought though.
Well, I exceeded my goal of waking up at 7:30; I woke up at 8:10. I took about a 2-hour nap and woke up thinking it was morning. Really glad it wasn’t, though. Felt really disoriented for a few minutes, what with not exactly remembering what day it was. Work was actually good; feeling better about the impending implementation (hence the improved ability to sleep…).
A belated Happy Anniversary to Bumba and Mrs. Bumba. And good luck with the impending in-law visit, FCM.
Not sure exactly what to do with myself, now that I’m sort of awake, it’s evening and not all that far from my normal bedtime… Maybe I’ll go for a walk while it’s still light out.
GT
Oh…and if any of you are in Dennis’s path: stay safe!
GT
::dons Wal-Mart vest::
Well, tomorrow’s gonna be a looooooong day. My inlaws aren’t leaving Ocala till 7. Allowing for stops along the way, they probably won’t get here before 10. We have to go to bed at 9 because we get up at 4:45. So Sunday night will be a very short night.
Yep, gonna be an interesting week…
Well, it’s 10:30, and I have a batch of muffins in the oven. Yum.
I was actually not as lazy today as I usually am on Saturday mornings. I was up at 9:30, which for me on weekends is just about the crack of dawn. Did some good TV watching. Do not know how Sandra Lee got a show on the food network. She was frying potato chips. Frying them! Now, maybe if she had dipped them in some form of batter & then fried them, I could sorta see her being a little sane - like the fried twinkies thing. But no - just the plain potato chips, fried again. It was painful.
I then went out and did some grocery shopping for the week. This week is italian/various forms of turkey week. I like turkey. I made blueberry ketchup today, and had it on a tortilla (which I had also made), with some turkey, lettuce, tomato, and alfalfa sprouts. It’s fun to expand culinary horizons.
I have a basil plant now in my window. It’s a cutting from a friend of mine whose basil plant was going out of control. I didn’t get it directly from her - she had given it to her boss, and I ran into him on the way out of the building when I was going to take a walk. He already had 3 more, so he gave me it. So nice. Not too many leaves on it, so I am going to let it grow a bit before I pluck. Fresh herbs - yummy.
Other than food stuff, I also read, and took a nice walk. I watched cartoons too.
It’s nice to be me.
Susan
I didn’t see it, but I’d wager that it was to make them look homemade. That’s what her show is all about, and it confuses me. She describes it (IIRC), as 70% storebought ingredients, 30% (something), 100% homemade.
Some of the things that I’ve seen that woman do. shudder
OK…you’re making me glad I don’t have cable TV any more…re-frying potato chips??? Ewwwwww.
Woke up at 5:30 instead of 7:30 and tried to go back to sleep, but it didn’t work. So I’ve been busy. Started some laundry, made blueberry pancakes, started a list of things I need to remember to do once I get to work, and am about to go for a walk before it gets hot.
GT
Taking a break from our cleaning frenzy. Second load is in the washer, dishes are done, tea is made, some vacuuming is done, all dusting is done, second bathroom is almost done, cat’s box is clean. We’re going to hang a few pictures, I’ll finish vacuuming, my sweetie will take some stuff down to the basement. Then we’ll wait till the visitors descend upon us.
I’ve been up since 4:30. Sadly, once I’m awake, I may as well get up. It’s gonna be a looooooooong day. <insert stifled yawn>
I feel your pain, FCM. I’ve been up for 30 minutes already. 
Housework, and then work. Mr. Lissar graded for his brown belt in weapons yesterday- without breaking any bones! I’m so proud of him. He’s at a competition all day today, in the blazing sun. He does have his godawful Arkansas hat with him. It’s got a razorback on it. It’s camo. It’s really ugly.
There’s a cat sleeping beside me on the coffee table. The table was covered with uncomfortable junk so Bailey thoughfully cleared it off before he started napping. What a good cat.
I hardly recognize my house - it’s so clean and tidy! For the first time on over a year, my seats are in my van. All that remains is one load of laundry in the dryer, and tidying the desk. But for now, I’m taking a break. I’m hot and sweaty and pooped.
We haven’t heard from the traveling inlaws, so I have no idea where they are or when they’ll get here. They had planned to leave from Gainesville by 8:30, so they’ve been on the road just over 5 hours, minus whatever breaks they took. I’m willing to bet they’re not even to North Carolina yet. We shall see…
Greetings from the extremely wet south Jawja swamp! The feeder bands from Dennis have been dumping torrents of rain all over the place. I have drained water out of the pool five times just today! I ain’t goin’ back out there tonight. I’m just glad I’m not in the path of that thing. Those poor folks in Florida and Alabama gettin’ dumped on again! BTW, the rain is cold! See, with the wind and the rain, there’s no running out there umbrella in hand to let water out. I’ve been putting on a bathing suit (yet another reason to love a privacy fence. I can take off my clothes and put the bathing suit on on my back porch then dry off and change when I’m done) to run out to the pump to drain water. The joys of pool ownership!
cd I hate to bust yer bubble, but the Wal*Mart vest does not do a thing for me. Now a leather cop uniform…
::takes off Wal*Mart vest with sad defeated look, and then rest of clothes, then sits on ground and stares at ground::
Sorry, no cop uniform, and nothing leather. I also still haven’t found a thong to purchase, leather or otherwise.
I’m the worst person ever.
No, you’re not. Have some fluffy pink bunny ears!