Details will of course be forthcoming. Believe me, no one wants to be able to provide you with them more than I do. 
For now, you’ll have to make do with today’s pun.
Today is more class, but that’s about it. And a NEW EPISODE OF HOUSE. I’m excited.
Many mopheads are being packed for shipping today. I foresee FedEx flippin’ out over the number of boxes to be picked up. That amuses me. 
Seventy-five freakin’ cases of mopheads, to be exact. That’s 450 mopheads. I think. ::Counts on fingers:: Yeah, 450.
Is it bad, if you can figure out what the punchline will be right at the start?
Still no phone at the Navahouse. I’m supposed to verify it again this afternoon and if it’s not working call customer service and say “English” when the machine starts talking; the guy at the store said it will pick that up and send me to someone who speaks English and I don’t need to wait until it finishes asking in four languages.
I got back the review on some stuff I’d done for a coworker, turns out the info I’d originally been given was way incomplete and we got on a bit of a yelling match over email (I mean, really, did he need to create a whole separate item to tell me I’d made a typo in a meaningless code 15 chars long?). Once the dust cleared, I cleaned the thing up and resubmitted it and now it’s OK. Since my work here consists basically of “find out what the hell are those people doing, how and specially why, and report back, and don’t trust their own documentation cos it sucks”, I guess today was a prime example. Will try to avoid further dogfights, though. promise… I’ll be a good girl…
I miss House. Mom likes it so much she’s finally learned how to get the VCR to record stuff; often it starts at ungodly hours. Spanish TV programmers believe that shaking the times for regular programs is good for the mental agility of their viewers or something.
Good (if somewhat cold) morn! Snowed last night, but it didn’t stick around. Supposedly a few more centimeters over the next few days but back up to seasonal spring temps by the weekend. (Wait, it’s still winter? Damn!)
Speaking of spring however, I’m having a spring mix salad for breakfast, topped with Renee’s “Wellness” brand peppercorn ranch dressing. What’s notable about this particular dressing is that, in addition to the normal ingredients list is a callout area on the label that highlights its “Power Food Ingredients,” which apparently are flax seed oil, expeller-pressed canola oil, inulin, garlic, and lemon juice. Thus, this morning, I am apparently eating a Power Salad! I can already feel the inulin coursing through my veins, infusing my muscles, enhancing … my … um … no, wait, that’s just gas. Maybe it’s a delayed reaction.
Spats - Awful. Truly awful. In fact, in British idiom, I daresay that pun was utterly pants. I’m looking forward to tonight’s House though.
Swampy - You have a lot of fingers. I think I see why ACBG likes you so much.
Right. I am definitely going to clean the bathroom now. Right.
After reading product reviews and threads here about the Roomba, I think we’ll have to hold off. Mr. Lissar wants one for his dojo, when he starts teaching, but from what I’ve read they don’t replace a regular vacuum cleaner, so we’d have to buy a new vacuum as well as a Roomba, if we got one.
I’m thinking of the Dirt Devil bagless thingy they have at Costco. Anyone have a Dirt Devil? I’d like a Dyson, but they’re $550 at the cheapest, and we don’t have room. Or need. When we’ve got five kids and a big place, maybe.
Spats -just don’t grab HER by the tits and twist, kay?
Horrible about the fire-my sister once lost almost everything (she rescued things like her banjo she hadn’t played in a decade) in a fire. Yikes. I hope they land on their feet.
Drae -you look very nice. I think the lighter in the cleavage thing could catch on…
Lisslar -I feel for you. My SIL(my husband’s sister) has evened out a bit since the kids were born, but in terms of mothering–I give her a 3. With her, whatever it is is ok, as long as she deems it Christian (whether or not it actually adheres to the philosophy of that religion). So, since she is bigoted, her kids are too…and somehow it’s ok with Jesus. :rolleyes: She thinks it’s ok to have 2 year olds out in the street playing–a nice lady in the car rang her doorbell to return those kids to her–she trots out this story at gatherings-thinks it hysterical. I pity her kids.
I am HOME ALONE for the first time in 2007. It feels good. I am meeting with my ex-therapist tomorrow. Today #1 son turns 15. About time, too. We are working on redoing a basement room for his new bedroom, since sharing with an 8 year old isn’t working.
Tis cold here today. Am off to run errands soon. Oy. But I need vanilla for choc chip cookies and I really need choc chip cookies today, so…
[del]Insanity[/del] grad school starts next week.
Oh dear Og! Boo Fae has a paper to write and rigs is starting school again next week. I need to call the [del]liquor[/del] drug store and make sure they have plenty of my nerve tonic in stock. 
Don’t panic, swampy, I’ve only got three more papers to write and I’m done with this course! I’ll have my qualification and I’m out!
If you bought ngardening tools, would you have a Navahoe?
Now watch, a pun about an Amerindian tribe is probably lost on a Spaniard living in Switzerland…
Three papers??? :eek: There may not be enough nerve tonic to get me through this.
I’m not likely to get a Navahoe since living plants and me don’t take too well to each other (geraniums are the only ones who survive my, ah, tender care), but I can get a Navaja* if you want.
They’re well spaced out - one’s due mid-Jan, the next is mid-March and the final one is mid-April. You’ve got plenty of recovery time in between but if you’re struggling with the [del]booze[/del] nerve tonic, I have a bottle of home-made spiced quince vodka going spare…unless I feel the need for it this weekend!
Hi everyone.
Happy Birthday, good wishes and congrats to everyone who deserves it.
The ice maker fire is interesting. One of those, “I didn’t know that could catch fire” kinda thing. Years ago, my mom’s dish washer caught on fire, in the cups that hold the detergent. It was running, and you could see this black circle forming on the door. Smoke was coming out of the door edges. She opened it up, and water was flying around and the door was on fire at the same time. Very surreal. Something had short-circuited in the thing that automatically pops the detergent cup open and started a fire within the door.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIttttssss laundry day!!! T hat and clean the bathroom. One of my Aunt Marys is planing a family reunion, so I may actually have somewhere to go on vacation this year.
Haze, Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy! I would shrivel up without my intaweb tube.
Nava. I alway shower before breakfast.
BooFae. after the cat tried to kill me with a hand grenade, yeah the name fits.
rigs, heck when I turned 18 my parents moved out of state, and kept moving. Last year was the first time in ten years I visited the same house twice.
swampy, I bought a case of nerve tonic last night. I’ll pour one in the CD cupholder thing for you if the mopheads get too much. 
Unfortunately, I don’t really have a recipe. But here’s approximately what I do.
Cook up some bulk sausage (or cut the casings off regular sausage - sweet or hot Italian and usually I use turkey sausage but I can’t imagine that makes much difference.) with lotsa diced onions and garlic.
When it’s cooked through, add in some… well, something. Usually I like to add pesto, but I didn’t have any last night. A little white wine is good. Spaghetti sauce works. Dunno what else to try.
Sprinkle in some bread crumbs or cracker crumbs to help bind it.
Put in peppers. (I usually slice them in half to make pepper boats instead of upright whole peppers, but do whatever you prefer. Whole peppers would probably take considerably longer to bake.) Sprinkle parmesan cheese on top.
Bake at ~375 for 1/2 hour or 45 min for the pepper boats, lots longer for whole peppers. (If they’re whole, don’t add the p. cheese to the top until they’re almost done cooking. Don’t want burned cheese!)
That’s it. They’re really easy and really good. Or if you don’t want to use sausage, pretty much any meatloaf recipe works. Just put the meatloaf into the peppers instead of into a loaf pan.
So…I went off to the eye doctor this morning. I’ve been having some vision problems with my glasses. He says there is cloudiness in my cornea. :eek: He says it’s probably not a cataract or glaucoma; actually, he’s never seen the likes of it before! Oh, good - that’s always good to know, isn’t it?
Dang, mika, if it’s something real original will you get your own syndrome and all?
Kidding aside, I hope it’s not serious.
MBG, I don’t really cook this, but try a Google for “pimientos del piquillo recetas”. Cod is the classic filler, since these particular peppers are inland enough that salted cod used to be about the only fish you could get year-round.
Update on Dad. He apparently managed to get up out of bed last night and fall on his knee causing a laceration. He was totally out of it this morning. I talked with the floor manager this morning to see if it was because of an increase in pain medication, which it apparently wasn’t. She said she thought it most likely that he has gone to a new level in the dying process. I am not surprised at this news. She also said to let family members know there probably isn’t much time left.
As if that wasn’t enough, I got a ticket this morning for not maintaining a single lane. $115.00 for going around a car stopped to make a left turn. I haven’t had a ticket in over 20 years and only two in my life and the bastid gave me one anyway. Plus I have to go to traffic school. I am not having a good day. :mad:
li-li, I have a bagless Dirt Devil. I like it fine. It has great suction and is easy to empty and has a pretty long cord. On the downside, the plug tends to come out of the electrical socket easier than others I have had and it “can” be a trifle hard to push around if you have it set for low carpet. On the whole, it’s a great buy for the money. Mine cost about $60.
swampy, that IS an amazing number of fingers. How do you manage to type?
Tupug
Peppers stuffed with fish…hmmm… interesting. Could be good. After all, fish tacos (when done right) are good. I might need to keep that in mind when it becomes Lent time just over a month from now.
BooFae, quince vodka? Vodka made from quince? The mind boggles.
Doggio mopheads don’t make me need nerve tonic. Getting certain persons to do their school work makes me need nerve tonic. They know who they are. Oh and one other certain person who claims she wants to get organized but won’t do a dang thing I say also makes me need nerve tonic. Sometimes paying bills is a cause for some nerve tonic, but not often.
Mind Dude I have many, many qualities appreciated by ACBG. 
Speaking of things that might make me need nerve tonic, how’s about W2 forms? For you non-Amurrkin cool kids, W2s are what employers give to employees annually for tax purposes. They show wages earned, taxes paid and such. Since people come and go around here all year, there are always a bunch of the things that come back to us when they are mailed out. Moving without leaving any kind of forwarding address seems to be great sport for some people. This means going back and yanking out old files, finding phone numbers (with any luck they’ll still have the same one of those) calling and finding out a correct address. If that don’t work, they go into a file labled Returned W2 Forms Year XXXX. Sometimes people call wantin’ 'em, then we can send it to the right address. Definitely nerve tonic inducing.
Bobbio I mentioned this in last weeks MMP after your report of the ice maker fire (mmmm… charbroiled ice!), but I’ll mention it again for the edification of all the cool kids. Thanks to you, I now know how to unplug the ice makers in both fridges. I actually went and looked just in case I ever need to know. I have practiced fire safety because of you. Makes ya proud don’t it!