Up, caffeinated ,and sheveled. Off to work.
It was a broken night for me also. Apparently my bladder thinks it needs attention around midnight. I managed to doze off again, but woke around 1:30 and couldn’t turn my brain off. So I got out my tablet and played a mindless game till I felt dopey and I fell back to sleep. The alarm scared me…
**MetalMouse **- what exactly do you do with 5-y/o girl soccer players? Do you work more on skills or rules or just keeping them going in the right direction as you mention? Do they hug you when practice is over?
I asked for work yesterday and 3 of the engineers dumped a bunch of stuff on me, so yay! I shall be productive. What more can I ask?
Happy Wednesday!
Happy Hump Day!
I have a big ol’ BLURF.
I didn’t go to bed until almost 4:30 this morn though I [del]went to sleep[/del] passed out on the sofa many hours earlier.
The problem was apparently there were no infomercials on the TV station that was on. It seems I hate those things so much that even when unconscious I wake up to turn the TV off (& then shuffle off to Serta) when they appear in my abode. I hates those things. :mad:
We always just called those “tall boys”. For big cans you want one of the “oil can” versions like Fosters used to make.
All that aside, I’m awake and doing some laundry while watching “Pelts”. Its a good-bad one staring Meat Loaf as a fur buyer with cursed raccoon hides. Yeah -------- I know ------------
What? Meat Loaf again?
Lunch time - YAY!
This morning’s highlight was the call/text/email that my baby engineer got from the guy doing his security investigation. I’ve never seen so much paranoia in an otherwise intelligent individual. He first freaked out trying to figure out if it was legit or a scammer. Then he called our security office. Finally, he decided it was safe to call the guy back.
He’s got an interview tomorrow. FREAK OUT!!! Now he’s worried about getting a haircut before their meeting.
This kid cracks me up!!! 
Blurf All told I may have had 4 hours which is not enough. I overslept too. Tis gonna be a lllooonnnggg day.
Well, Nettie, since 5-year old girls don’t try to rip out your throat with their claws, I’d have to say the girls are easier…
Mostly we try to play simple games to teach skills; Red Light/Green Light, follow the leader, dribble around the cones, and then try to get the basic ideas across (going out of bounds means stop, not run all the way to the fence/other field), and then just let them play the game. I’ve gotten hugs, but it’s the girls’ choice; a lot are still very shy and it’s their first time doing/playing something with a bunch of adults and a lot of kids they don’t know.
Unlike others here (hang in their, Butters), I slept till 0730 today. Fear my REM powers…
Afternoon, mumpers! I have been a bit MIA recently, life kind of took over a bit and with being away for a few days, I have not really been able to catch up with myself again. Work is going crazy again and that means I wake up more than usual in the night with a horrible feeling of not having done something!
Given that i sleep about 5hrs a night anyway, all the interruptions are not good for me and consquently, I am permanently worn out. However, had a fantastic birthday weekend at a rock festival, saw loads of bands, met up with friends and had loads of beer. Can’t grumble about that! Now I am back at work and sorting out every bit of the mess made by other people just so that I can go on holiday at easter and not worry too much about the place falling to bits.
rosie’s.sig to all. I miss her 
Look at the picture, it’s printed right there on the top of the can. As for Foster’s, they still make oil cans; however, you’d probably be better off using that swill as a very light weight lubricant.
My buddy was a DJ at his college radio station, I went to visit one weekend, the weekend that Meat Loaf was there. His lead backup singer (Gawd, that seems weird to type, is she lead or backup; seems like it should be one or the other.) was complaining that he was a little too, umm, ‘into’ Paradise by the Dashboard Light.
You did not send me money; surely that’s what you forgots to do.
I just bit the tip of my tongue really hard
Ouchy tongue + ouchy thumb minus clarinet playing = misery.
blurfage Could the day drag any more? I am tired and sleepy and ready to go home. It is only 1PM. Jeezus.
I’m leaving in a couple of minutes. Gotta meet **FCD **at the MVA to title our new car, now that the critically dangerous brake pedal pad has been replaced…
My Fitbit apparently thinks I didn’t sleep at all last night. Stupit Fitbit.
I know I did, 'cause I was awakened abruptly at about 4:30 or so by a loud snap out in the house. Dorky the Yorkie, whose name is Gibbs, BTW, lept off the bed and ran into the kitchen, but without barking, and took up station next to the cabinet where I had placed a mouse trap a couple of months ago, and forgotten about. I looked inside. Yep. I’m a serial killer. I actually feel kinda bad about killing the little critters. They’re just trying to make a living. But they need to do it somewhere else.
Anyway, didn’t go back to sleep for awhile after that so I was curious about how much I actually did sleep.
Mom, it takes both of you to get a new car titled? Merrylande be a weird place.
Happy Pi Day, y’all. I have a hankering for cherry pie this morning. Weird. 
I got a nap - sorry Butters - and at least I can see again, my eyes aren’t burning anymore, and my brain is not in a fog anymore.
I have been getting many political calls on my house phone, all democrats.
Sorry guys, you just lost my vote no matter what party you are in, because you called me. If you can’t respect my right to be on the DNC list, I can’t trust you to not be an asshole in other areas. I doubt that the republicans are any less of assholes, but they never call me.
There’s your issue, you think that stands for Do Not Call while they think it stands for Democratic National Committee. :smack:
“Mommy, when is Daddy coming home?”
“Just as soon as he finds us something to eat, Dear.”
:dubious:
You may have a point, I had to look twice to make sure DNC was right.
I have no idea what this last guy was on about because I thought he said he was running for mayor? That doesn’t make sense because he was holding the meeting about an hour away from here in a different county. Maybe he said governor.
Like I’m going to drive an hour+ to listen to him anyway.
I don’t know, I’ve been getting calls just about every day. I can’t keep up with who is calling and why.
Unfortunately they are calling on the house phone, which is also my irk phone, and I’ll usually answer without looking at the caller ID.
Anyway, it just annoys me that politicians exempted themselves from the DNC List, like they think the rules shouldn’t apply to them. I think they should have to make their home and cell numbers public so we can annoy the hell out of them.
I’m not certain if it does or not, but when **FCD **titled the Porsche, I gave him my DL# and other info for the title, but they didn’t put me on it. In the event something happens to him, I don’t need the hassle of not being on the title.
But it didin’t matter today - until we get the title from Virginia, MD won’t issue one to us. So I took 2 hours off for nothing. But we did go to Amish Dave’s to get our mower back. Tune-up and sharpened blades for under $100 - not a bad deal, methinks.
Sketties for supper tonight. Not much else going on.
Wallpaper is a PITA. Glad I’m payin’ folks to get rid of it rather than doin’ it myself. Anywho, things are startin’ to look good in the livin’ and dinin’ rooms paint wise so I am happy for that. What has really surprised me is how much brighter the rooms look when ceilin’s are painted. New white paint really makes a difference.