It’s official. My brain cells have abandoned me. I read my last post, and am embarrassed and disturbed by my typos. “Stay of poop-watch.” What does that even mean?? I think it means I need a new job, so my brain ceases to atrophy.
When my husband goes to the grocery store, it’s kind of the reverse of Ex’s situation. He’ll unpack everything and show it to me. “Look! Deodorant! I found it! Look! I bought chicken! I am a hunter and a gatherer!” He likes to be praised for these triumphs. It’s exhausting. I’d rather just do the shopping myself. Then I can hide things when I put them away, so no one else can find them. You know, in the cabinets, or behind other things, so locating them means moving stuff around. I’m tricky like that.
My cat likes chocolate ice cream. I think chocolate is supposed to be toxic to cats as well, but that hasn’t stopped her yet. However, KeithT’s cat gets very sick from even a couple licks of ice cream. Or just about anything else for that matter. She can eat Triscuits though and really likes them. It’s pretty funny… she’ll try to sniff at a cracker that you have in your hand and if you pull it away, she’ll try to grab your hand with her paw to bring the cracker back to her mouth. Very cute. Actually, KeithT has a video of her trying to eat some German chocolate cake that’s really funny. She look directly at the camera like she knows it’s wrong but she goes for the cake anyway.
Oh and KeithT’s fine shopping by himself. But we can’t go together. So I buy the stuff I need for the days I’m going to do the cooking and he buys the stuff he’s going to need for the days he’s going to do the cooking (and for his lunches which he’s also responsible for, although they’re usually leftovers from whatever we ate the night before since I won’t eat leftovers). It works out really well that way and avoids the Grocery Store Fight, which always happens if we try to go together.
The SO is really great at shopping, and it’s aweekly ritual for us. Every Friday night, soon as we get home, we change out of work clothes and go out - maybe to the mall, or something like that. Then on the way home, we get the groceries. He generally picks out all the meat, though, I’m still not too good at picking out good cuts of meat.
Ex, doesn’t your store sell milk in pints? That sounds like the perfect size for you - one good-sized glass, and it’s empty.
Sean, do you really buy milk in quarts?? We buy gallon jugs. Well, one at a time, but still, a full gallon of non-fat milk. FCD loves cereal.
Happy Bobbio Day!!!
Lessee, I pretty much summed up my weekend on Sunday, but here’s the quick and dirty:
Had to replace all the tires on my van - place your bets - will the van last longer than the tires? The Aerostar has almost 183K miles on it, and the tires are 70K - will I reach a quarter-million miles on my van?
Threw 17 pots. Go me!
Cleaned the gutters - that is, FCD did, and I gathered the stuff he tossed to the ground. That pretty much guarantees we’re about to enter a drought.
Tidied the house and did laundry.
We went to the convenience center to dump our trash and recycling, and there were two - count 'em - TWO chandeliers sitting behind the dumpster. But you needn’t worry - I didn’t take either one.
Yep, one fun weekend. And right now, I’ve got some chicken tits rotissing, some bi-color Amish corn on the cob steaming, and I’m about to go slice some fresh Amish 'maters.
Did I notice some newbies, or have I forgotten that they’d visited before? If you’re a newbie, welcome! If you’ve been around, well, apparently you still haven’t sent the requisite love offering of chocolate, so you don’t exist to me. :p[ul]
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! SWAMPY AND BOBBIO!
What is wrong with you people?? Milk is the nector of the Gods! Mixing the last with the first will not blow up or change the color of… oh wait, that’s too much information…
We had a cool and quiet weekend here.
Well, I did Hubby worked Saturday. He got called to the principle’s office because someone else told the boss he wasn’t doing his work. (he was) So, the boss said he wanted to inspect hubby’s inspection building. He did and it was fine. Hubby asked who was bad mouthing him, Boss wouldn’t say.
So hubby was crabby yesterday. Neither of us drink very much, but I thought a little libation would cheer him up. He’s always a happy drunk.
We went to an Asian restaurant called Thai One On. The food smelled good, but we’d eaten, so we had drinks in the bar. The drinks were bad, and expensive.
So we went to another place. By the time we headed home, I had to drive. He was ahead two to one.
On the way home, he wanted to go to yet another place. I just drove home. He waited in the car for five minutes, thinking I was going to relent and drive to another bar. Finally, he came in looking for keys, which I had, prudently, put out of sight.
Then I led him into bed, undressed him, then covered him up. He was asleep before I had his socks off. He’s in a better mood today, except for the hangover. He’s napping right now. I think I’m going to join him.
Happy MMP all! And a HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Bobbio!! (Vunderbob?! LOL I’m still not familiar with everyone’s nickname, sorry!)
Great OP, btw. My (male) peeps are guilty as charged for leaving a mere inch of milk/juice/tea (take your pick!) in the pitcher/gallon in the fridge. You shouldn’t mix “old” milk w/new, though. I only have milk in my coffee and with cereal, although I honestly prefer yogurt with my cereal.
Been a very lazy weekend because it’s been too hot and looks to only be getting hotter, at least through Wednesday. So just grocery shopping; other than that I stayed indoors and read my books.
I’m not a vet, but it’s been explained to me that chocolate is roughly as toxic to dogs as it is to humans,* in proportion to body weight. * What tends to do in dogs is their penchant for gobbling it all down, and that they generally weigh a lot less than humans.
Happy news at home - DH has finally been hired after six weeks of unemployment. Good thing too - his unemployment insurance still hasn’t engaged, and the mortgage is due tomorrow. Also helping with the money crunch is we’ve taken on a boarder. Even better is that it’s the same person that watches our dog while we’re at Faire.
Speaking of Faire - it’s hard to believe, but we start building it this weekend. Saturday’s main task is unloading the 40-foot semi that’s crammed absolutely solid with stuff. Our usual goal is to have the four buildings standing by the end of Sunday, but this year, we’ll be replacing the largest, oldest and most beat-up building with an entirely new one.
The sporadic MMp’er is back! Happy B.D. Bobbio and Swampinator.
My hsband is a weird shopper. Once, I sent him to the store for milk, (how topical!) and he came home with a Christmas tree. " But it was a display. And it has ornaments with it. And lights too! Only eight bucks!" No milk. “Yes, it’s a nice christmas tree, but I can’t put it on my cereal.” Luckily the store was within walking distance, and he went back for the moo juice.
He neds a list too. Another time he came back with five different beverages: milk, o.j., limeade, lemonade, and sodas. We might go hungry, but not thirsty.
On the weather front, it’s approximately one million degrees outside (according to a co-worker) Think I’ll go get one o’ them sody waters and cool off a mite. Woo-Hoo, West Texas hick accent rules!
TTFN,
Sneezy
P.S.: Swampy, only 4 years till I get my fogey dicounts! I can’t wait!
It’s hot. Today I got a book and had a nice lunch. I also discovered that balsamic vinaigrette, unlike Thousand Island dressing, does not adhere to your salad greens. Instead, it drips off and lands on your shirt.
Rosie, all I can say is ICK! I hope his wife finds out he’s trying to find a mistress and beans him upside the head with an iron skillet.
gotti yay for the DH gettin’ a job! You put up actual buildings for Faire? I’m having trouble with this. Do you mean like a castle? Cause that’d be jake. Specially if’n it had a moat and moat monsters!
The 25th anniversary thingy went well. We gave her an atomic clock. How weird you say? She’s a fanatic about clocks so she was all kinds of excited. I told her I’d come over to her place and put up the little outside antenna when she’s ready. Not that that’ll be a hard thing to do, but she wants somebody else besides herself to do it. So I said I would. Cause I’m nice, dammit!
picu if somebody at work does something like what that nitwit did to picuhubby, the nitwit will be in a heap o’ trouble. We don’t put up with stuff like that where I work.
picu - I don’t really blame boss man for not ratting out the tattletale, but it’s a crappy situation that bossman can’t turn to tattletale and say “why don’t you pay attention to your own work instead of spying on others” Tattletale will get his comeuppance, even if picuhubby never finds out who it is. Karma works in mysterious ways
I have another meeting with a different married MySpace guy - but he said he was just looking to meet some neighbors as he just moved into the area. So there’s no ick factor there - I’m meeting him tomorrow night. Maybe I’ll give him one of the chorus business cards to give his wife
The car needs a new alternator, but they can’t do it today, so I’m carless until tomorrow. Then I have to take it back on Friday so they can figure out what else needs to be done. They have to order the part to replace the emissions system, so I’ll need to rent a car on Friday, so I can have a car over the weekend. Oh, well, still cheaper than car payments.
rosie, at least he was honest. :rolleyes: I’d rather have slimeballs out in the open where they can be seen and avoided.
Moat monsters are medieval - a century or two before renaissance, so we don’t have any. But you’re right, a moat monster would be cool.
This and this is the sort of building we do - it’s what IKEA would do if they did Faire - modular plywood flats that knock down into a compact pile at the end of a run. Those pics are of my Keepe, and yes, that bench is every bit as drunk and decrepit as it looks.
There must be something with the alignment of the planets sending bad mojo to cars. The repairs for my daughter’s little encounter with the light pole is going to be over $2K. Our deductible is $1K. The kid is broke, so we’re going to lend her the deductible and she’ll work out a payback plan. She completely boogered up her turbocharger, plus caused about $1200 in body damage. A very expensive lesson about paying attention when driving.
When she’s out of college in 2 years, I fear her insurance costs will be a shock to her system, making the lesson even more expensive. Guess it’s a good thing she’s not a boy, eh?
cb, there was a thread in IMHO recently about roommates. It was a good discussion. If you can’t disinvite roomie to live with you, I’d suggest what Kotick said: a list of duties and when they’re to be done and by whom. Just tell roomie you’re all starting over and signing a new contract. If he doesn’t keep up his part of the agreement, build in some consequences like he pays extra rent or pays for someone to clean house or something.
My brother shared a house with 7 guys in college. They had a schedule for everything and everyone stuck to it; it was amazing - totally not what you expect from college guys. Your roomie is way beyond what you’d expect from college guys. And not in a good way.
The rules of milk at my house are simple. (And I’m usually the only one who can break them.) Old milk can be mixed with new milk if and only if old milk is pretty new. (That’s clear, right?) Otherwise, milk remainders are disposed of before the next milk is opened. I reliably go through a gallon of milk every week, mainly as café con leche (heated milk with instant coffee added), but also on cereal. This ensures that I get a reasonable amount of calcium into me. I very rarely drink it straight up. I also eat a yogurt or so a day.
Gotta go take a book and some movies back to the liberry…
Then I’m gonna mow, just as it’s getting dark and the temperature gets bearable.
Just finished dinner. Had chicken stir-fry with rice. I mailed off vacation picture to my Luddite relatives today. i cleaned the bathroom today, first time in a week and a half. Of couse, i was on vacation last week, so it wasn’t used too much.
rosie, sorry about the cad, maybe the next one will be better.
FCM :eek: I only paid $2k for Deathmobile.
café con leche sound good, gt, I may have to buy some instant and try.
Welcome back sneezy! I am a bachelor, so I don’t get nagged about my shopping habits. Well, except when I forget the pet food. then the critters do a Saruman impression: " Tonight you will taste man flesh!"
(Vunderbob?! LOL I’m still not familiar with everyone’s nickname, sorry!)
I only have milk in my coffee and with cereal, although I honestly prefer yogurt with my cereal.