My parents had these 45rpm’s by Nina and Frederick, which included among others that song. When I was a kid I loved it for the music… when my English and my evil-mindedness grew enough to understand it, I learned to love it for the words as well. I always find it kind of funny that Dad loved it but if he had known the lyrics he might have been horrified but then, a lot of his favorite songs (including many in Spanish) are about things that he would never have considered “appropiate” in, say, conversation.
I just got a letter from Lilbro. His first year at his current job is up; in theory that means they had to move him from a one-year contract to permanent, because that first one-year contract says so. But the company may be about to go bust, so they’re letting him go instead. Since he’s got a trip to China planned for October, he’s putting off looking for the next job until he comes back (he’ll answer ads in the newspaper but no more). At a friend’s suggestion, he’s looking into spending one or two weeks in England to work on his English…
Mom has been visiting her sister all this week, so he hasn’t told her yet, he wants to do it in person. She’ll probably think it’s a tragedy, but really, one advantage of the general instability of the Spanish job market and of many people in our 30s and 40s remembering a 30% unemployment rate and having had “trash contracts” is that nowadays nobody bats a lash at words that used to be taken as some sort of godly bolt from heaven… “unemployed” or “fired” are part of pretty much everybody’s CV.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOT!
I know I’ve been remiss, didn’t wish it to Sunspace…
Cumpleaños feliz,
cumpleaños feliz,
os deseamos todos
cumpleañoz feliz.
Whew! Hope you enjoyed your birthday, Dotty, and good luck with the job hunting.
Kai, so good to hear from you, and hope all goes well with your daughter this coming week. Yay for grandbabies!!
SCL, Libby remains in my prayers, and a big {{{{{{HUG}}}}}} for you too, for being such a great friend to her.
Woo hoo, the FairyChats and Welbys are hopefully off enjoying a fantastic day on the Bay - it really should be beautiful out there today. What a good thing the temps have come down some.
I’m feeling okay, throat’s a little sore and scratchy, but I’m just chilling and got a package of popsicles now so that should soothe it some.
Back from my visit with Libby and I’m mad at her doctors - she is hurting and there is no reason for it. The entire purpose of keeping her sedated is to let her rest and she damn sure can’t rest if she is in pain.
Other bad news - it has spread to her lungs and lymph nodes at the very least. Things don’t look good at all.
At this point I just want them to keep her pain-free.
I am hot. 100 degrees in Georgia is sweaty and miserable. I want cool, thankyouverymuch.
Cool! I say we all move to Idaho. I hear we can stay at Alabaster Bunny’s.
Sounds like a really neat place, though.
Lots of good thoughts for Libby and SCL.
I went shopping for hours and hours. I’m pretty sure I’ve fulfilled my 10-year quote for the Easton Town Center; nice place, but only if you are going somewhere very specific. We weren’t. Now we’re going to the hospital to visit the baby.
I’m tired and would like to take a nap. Maybe later.
Home safe and sound after a wonderful day on the water!! It started out cloudy and cool with a little wind. We motored around a wee bit, then ran up the sails and turned off the engine. Gradually, the clouds broke up, the breeze picked up, and the sun came out. All told, we were under sail about 3 hours with winds varying from 6 to over 20 knots. We all had our turns on the helm - **welby ** seemed especially to enjoy that. It didn’t take long before **welbywife ** said she wanted a boat. I think **FCD ** will be giving them sailing lessons.
We got back to the marina a little before 4, and it turned out we were trying to tie it up while it was still in gear. :smack: Luckily, it was idling, so it didn’t get out of hand. And once we killed the engine, that problem was solved.
There will be pics of the day once **welbywife ** uploads them. Dunno when that will be because when we left the marina, they were walking around looking at boats. It was a lot of fun and I’m exhausted, and slightly sunburned. Oh, and **welby ** made some yummerrific chocolate chip cookies - I may have to rassle **FCD ** for the last one.
**MamaTigs ** - we’ll do the best we can with future weather, but the welbys may have used that allocation for the year.
In the next few days I’ll get some pictures, but I’m too tired to do anything else today besides some laundry and getting my bed made so I can sleep tonight. I have to go out tomorrow to get a few odds and ends, though – there’s no stepstool here! How can anybody live without one? – and will take my camera with me. It is simply beautiful here, and the people two doors down are great, they helped me get all my stuff upstairs.
I miss my puppies. That’s the only bad thing about this move, because I’m seriously attached to them. Isaac my doggy boyfriend has now outlasted two human boyfriends. I swear, if he wasn’t a dog, I’d just marry him and get the whole boyfriend thing over with. Though the worship would be more than a bit disturbing from a human…
I’m at about 5800 feet, and it was way noticeable earlier when I was carrying stuff up from the parking garage. I’m not in exactly good shape, but it was still taking me longer than I’d expect to catch my breath inbetween trips. Otherwise it doesn’t seem to be an issue.
You keep Scruffy. I’ll have no shortage of dogs to fuss over, after all, even if they aren’t the Idiots. And I can’t think of a smartassed way to say “No way!” that doesn’t sound insulting to Scruffy and can only think of practical reasons, like what my roommate would think since I said I was only bringing a fishie!
Oops, either the washer or the dryer buzzed, gotta go check on that.
Am sitting on my own bed, in front of my own laptop, for the first time in days. Getting back into the US was so easy it was anticlimatic. They didn’t even ask me for proof of employment or anything. :dubious: Well, I’m not complaining. The flight back was relatively smooth and I got a whole three seats to myself. But it took me three hours to get from O’Hare to my place because the stupid Blue Line was under construction, so I had to take two trains and a bus. And the weather - good Lord, I thought I was going to melt. I hate that icky feeling you have after you get off a plane. But as soon as I got home I took a shower and am feeling much better now.
Of course my brother didn’t do anything I asked him to do while I was away. :rolleyes: Ah well. I’ve become rather resigned at this point. I just want this week to pass so I can meet up with Scottish Darling and we can prance across the East Coast, hand in hand.
But I’ve missed you all! I just skimmed the MMP but can’t remember who said what. Oh, but
:::::Happy Birthday, Dotty!:::::
I did remember that.
Hugs and kisses all around. I’ll post more about my Toronto experiences when I get my second wind. Or maybe I’ll save it for a future MMP.
The temp here has dropped below 70. I just opened the house - this is gooooooood sleepin’ weather. Which is good - I’m exhausted. I can’t handle fresh air like I could when I was younger…
What a perfect day today was. The yard party was very nice, except for the flies and yellowjackets. But the weather cooperated. And when the sun had moved such that the whole yard was in shade, it actually got cool enough for us to want to move indoors. There was waaaay too much food blurp and I ate a lot of it. There was a few little puppies running around, too. I took some pics, but with real film, so I have to finish the camera first, and get it developed, then I’ll post them
It has just been gorgeous here today. But, alas, the temp hasn’t dropped back down to where we can open the house yet – I’m hoping it gets there in another hour or two, but I’m just not prepared to spend the night having hot flashes because it’s just too warm. Stoopid internal hormonal thermostat. :rolleyes:
So do you have a network of your own there in the condo, N.O.T. Bunny, or are you riding a neighbor’s network? Not that it makes much difference, probably, since you’re not a network abuser type. I’m glad you have nice neighbors; I figured you would. But I still hate you for all the mountains. Do you have any idea what torture it is to have spent my first 13 years around mountains and then get exiled to the flatlands?
I finished that one scarf, plus am working on my favorite type of deposition – one in which the witness gives the identical answer to every single question, “Same Fifth Amendment privilege.” And yes, first thing I did was make a macro for it! I’m trying to decide if I should fringe the scarf; I’ve got just enough yarn left from the skein to do it, but I’m not sure it needs it. Decisions, decisions. But I did pick a pretty but easy pattern for the next one – I’m using a multicolor yarn with the colorway named “Mojave Desert,” which is so pretty it doesn’t need much pattern. So it’s just a basic shaping called horseshoe, which is just enough to give it some texture. It’s going to be nice, I do believe.
And I got a wonderful package from Amazon today. For years I’ve been reading about Barbara Walker’s Treasuries of Knitting Patterns; it seems like have the patterns I knit use stitches from one of her volumes, but they’ve been out of print for ages. But right before I cashed in my change jar at the Coinstar and got an Amazon certificate with it (if you do that, they pay the Coinstar fee so you get the full value for your change instead of paying Coinstar 8.9 cents per dollar), I discovered they’re back in print. Yay! So the first two volumes arrived today. I’ll buy the last two once I accumulate more spare change, which shouldn’t take that long. And I also got a volume of lace patterns and how to put them together to create one-of-a-kind things, so at this point I have the basis of a truly fabulous knitting library. I’m very happy!
My thoughts exactly. I loathe hot weather, but this recent bout of it has been especially nasty. It was somewhat better today, and I went for a long-ish bike ride with The Husband. We only went about 5 miles (if that) but it felt good to be active again–I think I have turned a corner and am truly better. About time.
I will be making window treatments for my daughter’s room tomorrow. I went to Jo-Ann Fabrics and picked up the stuff–and a headache. There were three boys there running and yelling down the aisles. I told two of them to not run (I wanted to tell them to shut up). Mom was oblivious. I said something to the cashier–she had to shoo them out of the ladies’ room! :eek: They looked to be about 5-6 years old–old enough to know how to behave (if they’d ever been taught). For some reason, this really got to me tonight–it is so easy to have your kids behave in stores, especially at that age. Grrrrr…
Glad to see that hazelnut is back. So do you have a visa now? I’m confused.
Lisslar–have we talked baby names, yet?
Congrats on the new baby neighbor/friend, gt.
Sorry to hear of the metastisis, **SNL.**Has the family considered hospice? She will get the needed pain relief in a hospice program. (she should get it, regardless, but hospice’s focus is palliative care).
but then, a lot of his favorite songs (including many in Spanish) are about things that he would never have considered “appropiate” in, say, conversation.
