Good Gad, you don’t want to coddle this thing, you want to kill it!
Hot and Sour soup. Wontons just feed those nasty little bastards in your tummy.
(I beg your pardon, Rosie, for using profanity, but I endeavor to call attention to the seriousness of the situation.)
Hot and Sour will kill those nasty little bas…creatures that have invaded your body.
Buck up, man!
Very cool, Swampy, very cool!
Why thank you! What’s even cooler is that all the names got taken today and people were requestin’ that we get more names to add to the tree next week. 
Made a beast loaf in the crock pot, and I’m happy with the results. Now, I’m making oven-roasted [del]fart blossoms[/del]Brussel sprouts 'cuz I know **Swampy **likes them so much.
At my irkplace TPTB brought a Toys for Tots box a while back. Well, after no one put any toys into it I could not stand it and went to KMart and spent $144 and filled it halfway up. Then when others saw there was stuff in it a few others put toys in. So, the box has been emptied once and my goal is to coerce folks to fill it one more time at least.
Christmas is for Children IMO. I will put up a small tree at home with prezzies only for the dog and cat. I may or may not put up a tree at irk (don’t wanna)as we have one and have always had one. No prezzies under it except empty boxes wrapped.
I don’t feel good and have had achy joints for a month or more. I usually have something aching but not all at once.
Rosie’s** sig to all.
BBBobbio all I can say is I’m glad it’s your kitchen that smells like fart blossoms and not mine. 
Well Ethil, it’s not the egg rolls up the nose that doesn’t work, it’s using the rolls as the tasty vehicle to deliver globs of hot mustard in the mouth. I wish I had the home made stuff, that will clear out everything. Even make steam come out your ears.
Flytrap doncha know by now that I’m a woman, it’s buck up woman. If hot and sour will kill the bastridges I’ll happily drink a gallon of it.
You’re a good manSwampyBear
Build you own omelets huh? I hope I can do better than that, but my brain is a little fuzzy.
Just got back from taking the sah-kid, I think I should change it to sah-teen, out for the tacos I promised him. if I hadn’t just eaten a big bowl of Hunan Shrimp I might have gotten something fiery to clear my head.
So I took my break and now back to irk.
Bet you wish you had my nose now Swampy, not even brussels sprouts can get through this clog.
I love brussels sprouts.
Yeah for kids and presents
Quick story about my Yes Virginia moment…
I was just a bit shy of seven Christmas of 76’ and my Mother was driving around Lafayette, LA with me picking up toys for poor kids. The Old Pontiac Ventura, in oh so 70’s dark brown, was getting packed to the gills with goodies and I was starting to get jealous, there was a really great haul in the car, plenty of toys for me to have some. My mind gets a working on the problem of how do I cop some of the stash for me, seems fair. I ask the obvious question, 800lb gorilla in my mind, " well isn’t Santa going to bring these kids some toys also?" obvious one mom beat that logic. My scheming mind has this all worked out and I am now thinking I should to get to choose first because , you know, I am delivering the darn things.
Mother turns to me, gives the look only a Mother can, you know the combo of are you stupid and I know what exactly you have on you little mind and says “Ensign Kirk, I want you to think about that for a second”. Thusly I learned there was no Santy Claus. But wait there is more…
The yes Virginia moment came but a few minutes later, when we dropped off the first batch of toys. I never knew real poverty until then, the furtive glances of the parents who were ashamed to need the help but grateful for it and the absolute joy of the kids, who probably weren’t going to get much else. I cherish that memory because I learned that “yes there is a Santa Claus” and he is me and we.
Happy Christmas, Happy Holidays, I know tis a little early but… I got a tear in my eye
Time to play some Metal
Jim
Great Christmas spirit, swampy and Cap’n.
What recipe did you use for the beastloaf, Bobbio? I just got a second, smaller crockpot (I’ve had a 6 quart one for ages, but only use it about once a year) and would like to use it more frequently. I bought it in order to make real oatmeal.
Also, yes, rosie; please share the soup recipe.
Sounds like you’ve survived pretty well, Apes.
Yay, sari, for starting us off next time!
Just home from dinner. Went with brother, niece and nephew to a reasonably nice restaurant to celebrate niece’s birthday (it was Thanksgiving and I didn’t see her that day). Had yummy appetizers (calamari, shrimp, crabcake), a spinach salad (my brother and I pretty much split it), beef stroganoff (megayum - falling-apart tender beef, tasty sauce, just enough mushrooms and noodles, a few spinach leaves for decoration) and then desserts (cake/ice cream, creme brulee, bread pudding). I’s full.
Niece just turned 18 and is still at the “I’m unique and interesting” phase: just started LARPing, has decided her beliefs are closer to paganism, and still at the high end of the Opinionated and Dramatic stage. Nothing wrong with any of those, except the opinions are of the “my post is my cite” variety and, looking from the outside it’s pretty clear that most of it is A Phase. Still, 1) at least she’s talking to her dad again, so it’s easier to spend time together, and 2) there was more laughter than drama.
Need to make a grocery run and then I think I’ll make some turkey fricassee with the last of the turkey. That’ll be good for lunches this week.
I’m sure there was more, but I really need to get some stuff done.
Hugs all.
GT
You are generous to a fault with children, but your taste in cuisine approaches that of a Byzantine.
LOL okay - here it is. Are you ready?
Open 1 can of Progresso® Chicken Pot Pie Soup.
Dump it into a very large microwave safe bowl
Add 2 cups shredded cheddar cheese (I use Sargento® brand)
Stir it thoroughly then nuke on high for 6 minutes.
Stir again and serve.
It’s got a nice rhyme, but you can’t dance to it.
Irk was irksome. Home, chatting with Hockey Lady:)
Yay swampy!
Flytrap, fart blossoms are Teh Evil! And re: snakes. It’s only 2. It’s not like the floor…moves.
I just posted in the Marketplace - I don’t know why I didn’t think to market my texting mitts till now. :smack:
And on that note, it’s about my bedtime, because I’ve got to get up at 5 in the morning. Catch ya’s in the next MMP!!
MWAH!
I’m 100% on your side, and I’ve never given birth. A new mom is recovering from childbirth and coping with infant care, she does NOT need any additional complications. Can you maybe not tell the ILs the baby has arrived until a week or two after delivery? 
My day’s pretty meh so far. Deheathenated, have so far refrained from choking DH (he’s having software issues with his phone and is extremely unpleasant to deal with at this point), and have yet to decide what I’m doing next after catching up on the board.
Unless you’re an ophidiophobe.
My sense of humor is beyond “twisted”, and can fairly be described as “sprained”. I laughed at FCD’s remark. 
Or a musculophile.
My google-fu has failed me. Translate, please?
One minor productive activity: got some chicken freezing on baking sheets (waxed-paper lining). Once they’re mostly solid, each one gets an individual sandwich bag, then they get loaded into a gallon freezer bag.
Also gotta make some sausage biscuit sandwiches for DH once my baking sheets are not in use for chicken.