Y’all can have all the Sloppy Joes. ICK! As far as I’m concerned they’re just a waste of good ground beast.
One more appointment and then I head for da cave for a bit before goin’ to grill up burgers for the rugrats.
ETA: First on Three!
So I got home this afternoon after no job interview (that’s been pushed back to Friday) and an emergency mid-morning addition of awl to the Robinmobile (which is why the interview got pushed back to Friday). In addition to changing bulbs, I now know how to add oil! I’m just learning all kinds of new stuff with my car! One of these days, I’ll even learn how to drive it!
After the learning experience, I met some friends and had a lovely chicken gyro for NOL. Ran a couple more errands before going home. Target didn’t act like a psycho because my hands smell like me, not like some strange kitten. (Thanks, flytrap, for sharing that video. I hadn’t seen it before, but I have now.)
I’m now on hold with wix.com tech support about a client’s website. Why do I do these things?
Havin’ a little cave time before before I go set meat on fire.
We’ve had our appointment with Dave, then ran by WalMart and finished up with a stop for gas. N.O.T. tots are in the toaster oven, sloppy joes are just simmering, and cuke salad is still in the fridge because we won’t be eating for another 20 minutes or so.
Laundry is down, folded, and mine is put away. **FCD **will get his later.
Hot out there. A/C is working overtime. Stoopit heat.
Back from letting out hellpup.
I am going back tomorrow to let her out again.
I made the mistake of putting on Dr Phil, TVs should come equipped with a hand to smack the people on the other side of the screen. Two women fighting over a lying cheat of an man, and the one says so proudly, ‘haha I won!’.
When I caught my sons father cheating on me I told the other woman you want the lying cheat so bad, you can have him.
That’s what I said with Complicated Friend. He married The Other Woman, so everyone gets what they wanted and I end up happy and unencumbered.
Supper was good. House is hot. Time to recline. MWAH!
Dinner was half a BBQ chicken, fresh tomatoes, and fresh corn on the cob, all from the local farmer’s market. Food that tastes like food… what a concept!
Bethany has decided that she’s ready to leave the bathroom for the freedom of the rest of the house. She’s roaming upstairs now, but she will find her way downstairs soon, where Target is regally holding forth. When that happens, fur will fly.
Howdy Y’all! The grillmeister has returned! 
I grilled 75 burgers and six were left. That was a good job estimatin’ how many burgers I say. These were fresh homemade burgers and they were goooooooooooood! Anywho, I’s home, all showered, and tahrd!
Rockin’ I think you should start KittehCam for our enjoyment and amusement.
Some “day off”. More assorted devices rummaging in my mouth, followed by the discovery that the college I’m enrolling in did not receive the transcript I requested two months ago from the one I graduated from 21 years ago. New college is having computer woes today, I’ll pursue that further in a few days (nothing really rush about getting that done, just want it off the “handle this” stack).
I’m more and more hating a large percentage of fellow passengers on public transit, with the shrieking into phones or blasting their “music”, which sounds even worse than it normally would when blaring through a phone’s speaker or headphones being worn around the user’s neck.
Surprisingly, there hasn’t been that much kitteh drama. Target’s not thrilled about Bethany’s presence, and she took some swipes at the mewbie, but it’s more about establishing dominance than anything else. I give it until the weekend before they’re BFFs, or at least frenemies. Or whatever the cool kids are saying these days.
Anyway, tomorrow’s another day.
I worked. I watched hockey skating. I ate boozy gummi bears.
Rockin’, I agree with swampy, KittyCam! And slow introductions are the best.
sari, at leat you’re not watch Jerry Springer. “I’m cheating on my husband with his lover.”
swampy, you need to try Sloppy Joe’s.
Red, hope you scored!
Blurf. Pub night was fun, the weather gods were being kind and it was fine enough to sit out in the beer garden all night. I didn’t get home until midnight and I’m feeling a bit sleepy this morning, great time to have a meeting about online seminar sign-ups and stuff like that.
Anyway, at least last night I was slightly productive - changed the bedding, did the laundry, did the ironing and made dinner before it was pub time. Tonight there’s leftovers for dinner, and it’s grocery night. What fun!
We had a thunder-booming toad-soaker last night, and right now, there’s a nice, gentle shower across the land. So much for **FCD **going on the roof today. No biggie about that, tho, since the toad-soaker didn’t fill the basement with water which means he likely fixed the chimney issue the other day. Yay!
He’s going to a bike show up towards my mom’s, so he’ll spend Firday night at her place, and possibly Saturday also. He’ll be showing his pirate bike and hoping to get enough votes to win a trophy. He needs a parrot… Norwegian Blue - beautiful plumage!!
Anyway, that’ll leave me without adult supervision on Firday night and all of Saturday. hehehe
My big thing today is a visit to the Dr’s office. I’ve got a little bumpy thing on my head, just under the hairline. It’s gotten bigger, and when I combed my hair the other day, it started to bleed. **FCD **said it looked like I should have a professional check it out. I can’t see it even in a mirror because of its location, so I’ll let Christine give me her professional opinion. It doesn’t hurt, so there’s that.
Beyond that, we’ll see what the day holds. Happy soggy Thursday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 74 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 92 for the day. I get to roam around some more today. Rah. Plus also, settin’ up some meetin’s in the south forty next week. Double Rah.
doggio that’s a Sloppy Joe I could deal with. Especially if by “clearing the tables for dancing” they mean they clear off the tables so you can dance on 'em.
Ok, that’s all I got. Time for more caffiene and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
ETA: MOOOOOM the bumpy thing is probably nuttin’ but a bump on the head is best checked out just in case.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
swampy, since it doesn’t hurt or ooze or show evidence of an alien within, I don’t think it’s a big deal. But it has gotten bigger recently and then there was the bleeding, so this is a “just in case” check. I figure while I’m there, I’ll ask if I need any shots before my trip, altho I don’t think I will.
Rain has stopped, but it’s amazingly muggy for temps in the low 70s. The house got up to 80 yesterday and seemed to take forever to cool down. I hate when that happens. Stoopit summer.
Happy Thorsday!
Well not so happy for JynxsterMom. She had an 0800 flight out of BWI yesterday, with a connector in Philadelphia, then on to Bangor arriving around 1300. She is still in Philadelphia. They cancelled SEVEN flights! She was on standby for a 1600, didnt make that. Was rebooked for a 2100 flight. That got cancelled too! Last email I had from her was at 2200 saying she was going to try to get the airline to fly her to Boston today and then rent a car and drive the rest of the way. She is, to borrow a New England phrase “WICKED PISSED”. I has a scared because I am due to have the same layover in Philadelphia next Tuesday on my way to join her. I was concered because I only had 1 hour inbetween flights but this makes me way more nervous!
I know slow introductions are the best, but the cat’s out of the bag, so to speak, and there is no putting the cat back in the bag. Things will be tense for the next few days until the pecking order is established. The behaviors so far seem to be more hazing than anything else; Target chases Bethany around the house but doesn’t really make any effort toward catching her; she’ll go after Bethany’s tail; or she’ll take a swipe but not use claws. Bethany does return the favor, so she’s got boundaries of her own. (Keep in mind that she was one of a litter, so she’s used to other cats.) Bethany has her vet visit today, so we’ll see what the vet has to say.
In non-cat news, I have a job! (sort of) I tested for the state’s temporary clerical pool and I’ve been accepted. It’s a stop-gap until I can get a regular, permanent job. But it’s a steady paycheck, if a small one, and it can lead to something permanent. I should get all of the paperwork today or tomorrow, and I start on August 4th. Hallelujah!
We never followed the intricate cat-introducing protocols with our critters. They pretty much took over the house as soon as they could. We figured as long as the cats had a way to escape from the dogs, they’d all work it out, and they did. None of the dogs were able to get to the top of the china hutch.
I think I got a bit more poison ivy on my leg. I suspect when I was mowing on the hill, I didn’t notice the evil plant, and it was cut and blown against my leg. It’s been calamined, and I’ll keep pinking it till it clears up. Stoopit poison.
I think Moooooom needs to borrow the goat for weed removal.