1-1/2 hours and still no one took the easy shot.
Ex the slow kids are here. They just gab a lot.
Nah, Ex we’re just more rambly these days. Come play.
Tigs I’m sorry about your friend’s wife. That truly is sad. 
Oh and ACBG says he gets a special treat for unlocking my vehicle. Said treat to be named later, according to him. I’m tempted to go buy a big bag of M&M’s or a big bag of lollipops. 
Sean, Ex posted at one-fiftysix p.m. You posted at 2:08 P.M. Just how does that add up to be one and a half hours? :dubious:
Or at least enlighten up as to what the easy shot should be.
Do that…we’ll talk about you.
bobbio and swampy, I think I’m doing okay. I am very lucky that I have a very good support group (family and friends). Thanks for asking. 
mamatigs, such sad news. A good reminder, though, that we none of us knows when our time is up or those we care about.
swampy, it’s all those weighty responsibilities what made you lock your keys in your car. I mean, all those mopheads and wire haaaaaaaannnngggeerrrssss needing homes and all.
YAY! We have probably 3-4 inches already and it’s really coming down! Yippeee! I love snow! And it’s above zero…always a plus!
You’re in Hyde Park area, right Hazenut? So you probably have the same amount of snow that I do. It’s lovely.
What is your thesis proposal? give it to us and we can whip it into shape in an afternoon.
I worked at the library today–I wasn’t a shelf serf, though. I got to put tags on the requested items and then put them in alphabetical order. I girded my loins and found myself equal to the task.
and then I did a nice thing. I had to go over to the neighboring suburb, to pick a book I requested (they use slightly different tags–riveting for you all, I’m sure), and I was a Good Person. I gave this nice Nigerian woman a ride home. She had her 3 year old with her and she had…locked her keys in her car! I kid you not. She also left the car running and her lights on…she wasn’t sure if she could find keys at home. So, I told her to call a locksmith or at worst, the car runs out of gas. She and her kids (two were in school) are safe and warm. I did this because I’m NICE, dammit.
Off to shovel soon.
Off to find out about this weird astronaut story, too.
bwahhahahahahahaahhaahahahahahahahahaha. I can’t stop laughing at this story! 6 latex gloves, a mallet, a BB gun and some rubber hose? And the diapers? Heeehehheheehehhheheeeehhhhehehehheeh. Tears are running down my face…warmed my heart, that did.
haze and rigs, look west.
See that big nasty mean glare coming from me?
That’s coming from the guy with 150 buses about to hit the streets and start taking kids home. By the time they weed down to the elementary school kids, I expect those buses to be running 30-45 minutes late, and my phones to be ringing with stupid parents calling to ask where their kid’s bus is?
Uh, ma’am…it’s out there (pointing) . In the snow. Driving very slowly, and I really am going to try and not give a crap if little Timmy misses his orthodontist appointment today, because I am not going to be the one to tell the drivers to hurry up and drive faster.
I hate the phone, it invites stupid people to call me with stupid questions.
Stupid phone.
Oooh…hazenut --do you feel a nasty high pressure area to the west? It is to laugh. Tis only MrBigYellowVehiclesCan’t DriveForShitInSnowMan. Ignore him.
This is the beauty of God’s world for all to enjoy. Breathe in and feel the peace of natural contentment fill your soul. And now go have some cookies. I insist.
Parents really call and complain that Jr is gonna miss his orthodontist appt? People are crazy. It took me 15 minutes to get home (usually a 5 minute drive) on main streets.
I feel for ya, MBG, I do. I need to go to the store, but it will wait until the morrow.
Yet another reason I am thankful to be living in a “No Snow” zone. ICK! Cookies are good though. I’d hate to live in a “No Cookie” zone.
I should go to that special store that sells adult like novelties and buy ACBG some edible undies and tell him that’s his treat. I am really, really considerin’ doin’ this. Talk me out of or into it as you see fit.
At least you didn’t do what my sister in law did a few years ago. Keys magically appear in her locked Thunderbird, and she’s far from home or otherwise desparate to get in. (I don’t know the full details of where she was)
She reasons that the only way she’s going to get into the car is to either walk however far off to find a phone, call someone, and wait for them to show up, or to get some assistance from Mr. Rock.
A suitable stone is found. Now, which window to smash? The driver’s side window? No, she didn’t want to sit in glass. The little back window? Sure, that looks good. It’s small, so it’ll be cheap to replace… <SMASH>
She gets in, drives home, then takes the T-Bird to her brother, who happens to do body and paint work. He informs her that she has picked, by far, the most expensive possible piece of glass to break, mainly because of all of the interior trim disassembly needed to access the porthole window. :smack:
Okay, so maybe my math skills suck today. But I asked if ACBG had a big tire iron. You know, he was coming over to help, big, phallic symbol, nudge nudge wink wink.
Oh forget. I’m going to start today over in the morning.
I do that, all I get is diesel.
heh - my superintendent activated our super-hi tech Honeywell alert system, which promptly placed 15,000 something phone calls to parents reminding them that due to the inclement weather, their bus might be running late, so Timmy’s orthodontist might need to reschedule.
Also, all after school activities are canceled. Probably not counting my 7 PM meeting though. :rolleyes:
'morning all. Another night of insomnia which lead to my sleeping in, only it wasn’t the good kind of sleeping in, and now I’m all muzzy in my head.
That cheese truly goes beyond the pale. I mean, I love love love cheese, and chocolate and mint is one of my favorite combination of flavors, but combined? It’s enough to induce dry heaves! Blech! And don’t get me started on cockroaches, along with spiders, they make me scream and climb onto chairs. Slugs are one of the most horrible things ever created. Remember I grew up in Washington State, the wet side, and I have two evil brothers who used to skewer the monster slugs on long sticks, chase me with them, and put them in my hair…eeeeeeeeeeee! Yeah, I can face down a Kodiak Brown Bear, but bugs 'n slugs squick me out something horrible.
So kind of you to offer nerve tonic li-li, I am a rum drinking girl, thank you very much. Isn’t the blue stuff an ingredient in drinks like Mai Tai’s and Blue Hawaiians? Cuz they are the num! (Doing a search for drink recipes, and planning a trip to the jug store!) Oh, and since I have your attention, now that I (mostly) have the husbands down, why is Quazi Daughter Quazi? I keep thinking that she is either a step daughter (doesn’t seem the right age), a sister to Mr. Lissler, or a girl who just fits in nicely with the family. If the latter, I have several Quazi Daughters myself!
So sorrry about the internet friend Mama Tigs, 39 is not really very old at all.
On the home front the house is silent. bliss I have been hearing ravens calling outside for the past couple of days, they have the most interesting voice. Several years ago I had a Very Important Person in my life (while skiffman and I were divorced) and our relationship was, well intense will have to do, it was an overwhelming kind of situation. Anyway, his totem was the raven, and since he died it feels as though he is letting me know he is still around me when the ravens call. I know, weird and New Age-y, but there it is.
I have the pretiest Aftrican Violet blooming it’s little head off right now. It’s petals are ruffled, and the color is white with raspberry juice colored edging and splotches. I have a brass giraffe with it’s head lowered, which I place so it looks as if it is eating the plant. Since I got my memory card for my new camera yesterday, perhaps I will get my camera today…as soon as I do, y’all are gonna wish I didn’t have it! I promise to deluge you with photos! Oh, and swampus, I am gonna breed my little Jewel next week, so there will be plenty of puppy photos to offset all of the kitty photos Ima gonna send!
And btw, my computer is acting wonky, and if it seizes up and I dissapear, that will be why. But I will be back! (And I am really hoping that it doesn’t crash, but just in case…
Happy day to all of you living in the real world!
Ok, who stole my post from yesterday? I went looking for it today, so I could start from where I left off… nothing!
Hmmpph. Condensed version: haircut, Target, blow dryer, stuffed chicken breasts, quiche, tacos, Bears lose, laundry, son’s rent paid, Salisbury steaks.
I’m lazy today, but I did put away the laundry from yesterday, and made the bed. I’ve been talking to the bank, too. We had the bright idea instead of helping my son get a bigger apartment with his roommate, that maybe we would buy a fixer-upper type house and rent it to him, which would help his credit, too. Seems we would need too much money down to finance an investment property…oh well, it was a good thought. Maybe in the near future.
It’s been a busy day off. I took a long nap. I got my oil changes/car inspected, bought a new jacket, and bought nerve tonic for tonight’s hockey game(the way they are playing, I’ll need it). I just efiled my taxes, defrosted chicken for dinner, and am going to clean the bathroom. I think I need another nap.
puggy, I am glad you are hanging in.
rigs, did she offer you a share of the $60 million in her trunk?
Not much happening today. I’m reading vampire stories, perfect for February! A former co-worker just called me, upset that her laptop (and 4 others, along with a bottle of champagne) were stolen over the weekend from the office. I’m a little :dubious: , because I told her to lock the damn thing up if she wasn’t going to take it home, and they must have told us a thousand times to not leave laptops out on the desks, that the laptop locks weren’t secure. But she’s all aflutter over it. The bottle of champagne cracks me up, though. Ok, so you’re going to steal all the laptops you can find, and hey, this bottle of champagne looks pretty nifty, too? However, they have discovered that, gasp!, the office isn’t secure! No kidding? :rolleyes: How many times did I mention the gaping holes in office security to them? And what did they say? Oh, we have cameras. Well, they have cameras all right, but apparently, no one ever thought to, oh, call me crazy, record what the cameras were looking at. And then she read the mid-year promotion list to me. BWHAHAHAHA! I’m glad I left when I did, but if I hadn’t, I would have left when that came out. Truly, the Peter Principle is alive and well at The Firm.
I signed up for a sock knitting class yesterday. I was going to buy materials, but the two store employees were mostly clueless about what I needed. I believe I’ve winnowed out from their contradictory instructions what I need. And now I can’t find my Denise needles. Well, I found my 6s, and the extra cords, but I can’t find the case with the rest of the needles and cords. This is the knitter equivalent to locking the keys in the car. And I need them for my Stitches homework, which I wanted to finish before sock class starts on Thursday.
It’s the thought that counts Rebo. BTW… since I am now you’re PuzzleZone friend, I hope you are not pointin’ and laughin’ at how long it takes me to solve puzzles.
'Member how I said I had a recipe to share with y’all? Well, here 'tis!
Curried Pork and Sweet Potatoes (all you non-Amurrkins deal with the measurements)
1 tbs all-purpose flower (though self-rising will do cause that’s all I had on hand)
1 tbs curry powder
1/4 tsp salt (well, y’all know, to taste)
1 pound pork loin (boneless) cut into thin strips
2 medium sweet N.O.T. cut into thin strips
3/4 cup apple juice
1 mediumish bell pepper cut into strips (whatever color you have on hand)
2 tbs apple jelly
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Mix flour, curry powder and salt together. Add pork and toss to coat.
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Spray 12 inch non-stick skillet with cooking spray; heat over medium heat. Cook pork in skillet 3 to 5 minutes, until brown.
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Stir in sweet N.O.T. and apple juice. Reduce heat to low. Cover and simmer app. 5 minutes. Stir in bell pepper. Cover and simmer app. 5 more minutes. Stir in jelly until melted.
YUM!!!
Notes: I used three pounds of pork cause I wanted leftovers, so I used two tbs. flour. I did not increase other ingredients and it turned out num with a wunnerful gravy. Ok, well, I did add a couple more sprinkles of curry powder cause, well, I like it a bit more spicy, but you can adjust that according to your level of spice lovin’.
Also, I can imagine any combo of veggies would be good. Matter of fact, I imagine this could be a good vegetarian type thing. However, I do think that no matter what, you should use sweet N.O.T. cause sump’n about 'em just gives it a great flavor.
Recipe over.
My house smells like meatloaf right now. I got cornbread cookin’ as well as mac & cheese bakin’ away. ACBG will be here shortly and supper will be served. YUM!
Later Y’all!
We’ve got rum. Lots of rum.
I adopted Quazi Daughter in high school. Her own Mum is not so good at mommying, so at sixteen I got saddled with a fourteen-year-old daughter. She used to call me Mommy all the time. I have another Quasi-Daughter who is a couple years younger, and whom I adopted into the family about six years ago. They’re both very good friends of ours. First QD is eight thousand times tidier than second QD.
I’m bleaching the litter box, I’ve gone grocery shopping, am making stew, and I’m thinking about doing some other kitchen work. I think it’s too bloody cold to go to dance class tonight, so I’ll go tomorrow. I have to finish cooking, because I’ll be gone from 8 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. or so tomorrow, and I want packed lunches for both of us.
CRAP!! My post got eaten. And I need to run and get ready for class.
Request for good vibes for my baby - she’s got strep throat. I feel so helpless…
And I’m off. MWAH!!
Well, we had our Ex. Board meeting, and pretty much decided which board members are going to going to run again and which are not. I am one of the “running again” suckers. I did have a bit of a disagreement with the President - we are planning a bus trip for a Jacksonville game. The cost is $50 for adults and $25 for under 12. I don’t think that is fair. I think every seat on the bus should cost the same - and every ticket to the game does cost the same, so those of us who don’t have or aren’t taking kids are paying for the kids whose parents are taking them. I know several people who aren’t going because they are worried that there will be a busful of loud kids. This is the first time kids have cost less. It will be the last time.
I have the reminder cards for the general membership meeting all ready to go to the post office tomorrow morning. All I have to do is get the jewelry I am donated for the silent auction ready to take to the office tomorrow.
Mr. Scl wants me to go to the store - I’ll be back later.
Off to my EMT class. Later, MMPers…