AWWWWW… poor Bubba Schnodle. Hope he’s all better soon StickyBuns.
I outdid myself once again with dindin. YUM!!! I’m goooooooood! 
I was going to go with the free and tastes mostly good from home but then remembered that Starbucks has pumpkin spice chai and I decided to splurge. I should have gone with free and mostly tastes good from home. The chai doesn’t taste like pumpkin or chai and it’s much too sweet.
Poor Bubba! Hang in there.
One day closer to the weekend. Whoo and hoo.
I am starvink and supper smells good but mr ems won’t be home for another hour. I will have to have a little snack to make it through!
The party was a success! We decorated the office (including the stuffed fish, which is now wrapped in spiderwebs and eating a bat), had a Jenga tournament and finished off with pumpkin burnt almond cake, which is sinful and decadent and must henceforth be a Halloween tradition. A good time was had by all.
Aww, sorry about Bubba. Hope he’s better soon.
Hope things get better quickly, Spaz.
Have been home for a while, reading for book group next week. Am ready to fall asleep now.
rosie’s sig to all I missed.
Hugs.
GT
Hi taxi!
Lord help us all. My poor dog is sick because he’s been getting way too much people food from my grandparents. And, my grandparents, of course, probably don’t even remember half of what they give the dogs. My grandma came up tonight to put the dogs into their crates for the night and started to bring over a treat for Bubba. This is all nobody’s fault and yet it’s everyone’s fault at the same time. And it thoroughly sucks. Bubba will be alone with my grandparents tomorrow while I am at school and I’m very worried about what will happen. Of course, I will leave them written instructions, but I just don’t know…
Right now Bub is just resting quietly probably due to the pain medicine that they gave him today. I hope he’s much more lively in the morning. My poor boy. 
Sticks, pet problems are the worst. You are very lucky you have a vet available. I could write a page of stories regarding various pet emergencies. Not fun. Luckily, all we have now are the aforementioned felines, and they stay healthy. Stupid, but healthy.
Finally home. Kids and I fed a wonderful dinner of potatoes and salad, baths given, books read. My wife will be home from school soon, and I’ll be heading to bed. Thanks to FCM, I am now aware of heretofore unnoticed nocturnal noises. Gonna have to get a fan or something.
Decided to go with cheap but crap. The college, trying to fleece their students for every cent they can, charge 10 cents per coffee creamer, so I am learning to do without. Yuck.
Irked, went to hockey, came home. Arthritis is bothering me. Last time I drive to Charlotte.
{{{{Bubba and Sticks}}}}
Rah-lee to Charlotte ain’t a trip to the drugstore, either.
Blurf. Reconstruction underway, then another big ol’ mug of Teh Suck at irk to look forward to.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 49 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 82. Just cause it’s juvenile I will go ahead and report that Satiddy’s predicted high is <snerk> 69! <snerk> I will be spendin’ Sattidy cookin’ at the church house cause Sunday is the big Stewardship lunch that dumbass volunteered to <snerk> smoke butts <snerk> for. I will actually <snerk> smoke butts <snerk> on Firday bein’ as the number needed will fit nicely on my smoker here at da cave and I can let ‘em smoke whilst I am at irk. Sattidy will be finishin’ ‘em off in the oven whilst helpin’ to prepare other stuff, which will be baked beans, mac 'n cheese and coleslaw. A select few have been asked to help to prepare brownies for dessert. We are an organized bunch, we are!
And now this…
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR RRREEEBBBOOO!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
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Now I must seek more caffiene and brekkie for rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. People comin’ in to see me plus calls to set up home visits. Rah!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Blearghblurg
I think days like today are the reason Sweetie gets paid decent money…to keep him from mutinying. The only reason I’m not mutinying is because I am driving him to irk so I can have the car because today is…MONEY DAY!!! Any time after 11am I can get my money so that car and jeep repairs, chimney sweeping, oil and log deliveries can commence! WooHoo!
… given that she is Dolores Reborn, does that mean she gets two burfdays?
Yes, and is this her birthday or her re-birthday? 
Happy Birthday, Rebo!
Yay for money day, shortdrum!
Hope the aches go away soon, doggio.
Up and at 'em!
Hugs.
GT
Yay for burfdays! 
Thanks for that lovely rendition of Happy Birthday, Swampus.
Mr Rebo got me a bee-yoo-tee-ful bracelet. It was a total surprise! I told him not to get me anything, but does he listen to me? No! 
I’m at irk today. I asked for something to do yesterday, but I should have remembered the old adage, “Be careful what you wish for.” It’s not an easy job, and it’s due this afternoon. It took me all yesterday afternoon just to understand what was required! I’ll git-er-dun, though.
Then tonight will be cocktails at our neighborhood bar! Last night I cooked dinner for tonight so I wouldn’t have to worry about Dad eating.
Well - I’d better get busy! Have a wonderful day, y’all!
***Happy Rebo Day!!! ***
Awoke to a horrible round of barking - poor Scruffy got one of her claws caught in her blanket and somehow got it twisted and twisted till she was stuck. I had to hold her down and unwind the blanket to get it off. No permanent damage, but damn, what a way to be awakened! :eek:
I’m thinking of doing a little yard work today, before tomorrow’s rain. I’ll limit myself to 2 hours so I don’t overdo and hurt myself. **FCD **wasn’t feeling well last night, so he just had soup and I had leftovers, meaning the ham and cabbage I’d planned for yesterday will be supper tonight. One less thing to worry about.
I started making a small afghan for the new baby, but I’m not sure I like the way it’s going. I may tear it out and start again. It’s only an evening’s work, so not a huge deal. I like the pattern, I just don’t like the yarns. And I don’t think I have enough white yarn to do it all, and since it’s hand-me-down yarn, I’m pretty sure I can’t match it anywhere. What to do, what to do…
Meanwhile, I need breakfast and caffeine. Oh, and I’ve uploaded picsof my latest “masterpieces” - the first 3 in the album - the ones on the red tablecloth. Not my best efforts, but that’s why I’m taking a class.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY REBO!!!
Mooooooom - I loveLOVElove the first two in the album and your coffee mug set. Very cool.
Back from bringing Sweetie to irk. So tired. Gonna go back to sleep for 2 or 3 hours.
Nice pics Fairy Chat Mom. I particularly like 1 and 3.
Happy Birthday to the birthday girl. Let the cake eating commence.
Ok, so we finally have the paperwork we need and have an appt this morning with the city. Maybe, possibly, hopefully, we will get the green light and we can move forward with the Deli.
The property Manager that has been tomorrowing us to death for weeks, was supposedly in a car accident and that’s why he’s been unavailable this week. I wish I could believe him.
I hope that everyone with aches and pains and blues, feels better post haste.
Happy Hump Day.
:grumble:
Too early, etc…
Happy birthday Rebo!
Math midterm today! Teach has been reviewing for the past two days, hoping we will all pass with flying colors because she doesn’t want people to suck at math. Unfortunately, several people have not been showing up to class this week (must be the sunny weather), so they may be screwed.
(Any shrinks on the board? Why do people do that? Someone pays hundreds of dollars to take a class, and then they just… don’t show up and get an F? Why?)
I haven’t missed one single day, and I’m pretty confident I know the material. Time will tell.
Yea! Stress!
I most likely won’t make it to class tonight. Although, up until this semester and my dog having gotten sick I had perfect attendance. Right now I’m just in wait and see mode. The vet said to give him two tablespoons of food this morning and see how he does. The problem is that he’s not hungry. In the last hour he’s managed to eat about 1 tablespoon. I’m giving him about 45 minutes and I’ll try to get him to eat the rest. After that I’ll call the vet and see what we do next.
Right now I have an F on one of my midterms because the teacher didn’t grade the whole thing. Woops!