I talked to my mom. Her gentleman suitor and she are thinkin’ about gettin’ married. She called to ask what I think about that. I like gentleman suitor a lot. He’s a really great guy. I said go for it if that’s what y’all want. Sis is in agreement so mom told me and she’s callin’ my two older bros to get their opinion.
I say set a date and let’s plan a partay!!!
We should make a party of this. Although, I have been doing a little bit of homework amidst the other stuff. Maybe that’s why God is punishing me and making me cough because I’m not doing as much homework as I should.
Aw, **swampy **- will you get to be the ring bearer?? 
My poor sweetie worked really late today, but supper was yum, so there’s that. I’m off to knit again. Sickies, feel better! The rest of you - you’ve been lax with sending your chocolate love offerings and I am displeased. So, whaddaya gonna do about it???
Apparently all this homework doing is burning calories or something. I swear I’ve been hungry within twenty minutes of eating all day long. And I haven’t even been eating junk! :dubious:
What grade is it that your daughter teaches,** FCM**? I think she’d be mighty disappointed if she was observing the science class that I’m observing. I was just thinking about it because I need to catch up writing in my logbook.
Holy crap.
I just called a friend that I was supposed to go out to lunch with tomorrow to cancel and she told me that a friend of hers who was an acquaintance/employee of mine many years ago had killed himself. I think she told me when, but I wasn’t really listening at that point. Wow. I just can’t believe it. He’d led a difficult life, but I thought he’d turned it around and had been fairly happy in the past couple of years. RIP Frank. 
ETA: I just looked up his obituary. It was right after Thanksgiving.
Welcome, Taomist! Hope your practice for retirement is only as long as you need it to be. I’m sure someone will be along shortly to issue a new nickname. Also, dark chocolate love offerings go to FCM and beerverages go to several guys.
I, of course, have a number of glasses that I’m attached to.
I have ones that my parents got when they married. I used them for a long time, but I’m down to 3 of them, so I only use them rarely now. I’ll have to take a picture. I’ve got some nice sturdy everyday glasses that I’ve had for quite a while now. I’ve seen them in a couple of restaurant settings as well. Also, I have some lovely turquoise Venetian glass goblets that my mom bought, probably in the 70s. They’re very cool. I use them more as decoration than as glasses.
Glad you had such a nice weekend, STG.
Hmmmm, sounds like an interesting communication situation, tugig. Hope you’re feeling better tomorrow.
How’s that homework coming along, Sticky?
About to go for a walk…
Hugs.
ETA: extra hugs for Sticky. Sorry about your friend.
GT
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For the second time in the last 4 days, I put egg beaters in my coffee.
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And made coffee flavored egg drop soup. 
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Could be worse. A friend said on Facebook that she recently made coffee with Red Bull. Don’t know if she had it before, but she’s had an experience with synesthesia - she said she was seeing sounds. :eek:
Cranberry pills. They will be your best friend.
They’ve never done much for me. I tend to be able to kill suspected UTIs before I need to go to the doctor. I haven’t needed antibiotics in something like two years.
I blame this one on too much happy sexy time and not enough getting up afterwards and drinking water.
The antibiotics make me nauseous (of course) and kill my appetite. So I skipped lunch, like an idiot, and came home feeling sick as a dog. I’ve eaten now and feel better, but I’m holding off on taking my pills until bedtime.
'Bout the only smart thing I’ve done in relation to this annoyance is to go to the doctor today and NOT try to fight it off myself one more day.
I’m supposed to be picking up my room, but I’m sleeeeeepyyyyy.
Yep.
It was a meetingless Monday. At least I had the least kosher meal on Earth(Mac n’ chees with country ham and shrimp).
{{{{{Sticky}}}}
Good Mornin’ Y ‘all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 39 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 66. It should warm back to the mid 70s by Firday so yay for that. Also, I’m feelin’ a little less ick. I still say it’s allergies. Stoopid oak and pee-can trees.
{{{StickyBuns}}} so sorry about your friend.
MOOOOOOM I think I should start watchin’ that show where the fruitbat is plannin’ weddin’s on WE tv so I can go into over the top gay weddin’ planner mode.
doggio I take it you must not be Jewish then. 
Hope the UTI clears up soonest ShinyCat.
Now I need more caffiene and some food type substance for rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Irk bein’ particularly irksome cause da bear is havin’ to use his gentle but firm managerial skills when in reality da bear is in more of a clean house and start over mood. Just do your jobs people! But enough of that.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Blurf.
Quiet crowd today…
Guess I was more tired than I thought - I heard my sweetie go into the shower this morning, and next thing I knew, it was an hour or so later. I shouldn’t be surprised - I was up and down all night running to the bathroom - not sick, just needed to go. Guess I need to get my prostate checked.
It’s 27 freekin’ degrees and I am not amused. But I am wearing sweats and there’s nothing requiring me to leave the house, so there’s that. Plans for today include laundry, then using the broth from crock-potting the beef yesterday to make onion soup. The only problem I see - I don’t have crockery bowls to slip under the broiler - do you think I can get away with Corelle?
Talked to my mom last night - they had a really nice cruise again, but she said the deck chairs around the pool deck were so close together, if someone sat next to you, you had no place for your elbows. Nothing like vacationing in coach class. So after almost 2 weeks in the Caribbean, she came home to flurries. Poor Mommy…
Sticky, my daughter teaches 5th grade science (and math) - I don’t know how she spends her day with 10-11 y/o kids and isn’t in jail for homocide. Then again, she’s young - I’m sure that’s a big part of it.
**swampy **- just give your mom a ladder and tell her to elope.
Happy Tuesday!!!
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
swampy, I’ve watched those shows. I don’t fear marriage, I fear weddings now.:eek:
Oh yeah, that’s right, it’s Tuesday. Was off yesterday. Happy Monday - Tuesday!
We spent the weekend in Tiny Stone, Arkansas watching the child and her man run. She in the 5K, he in the half-marathon.
Morning everyone. Gotta go see the vampire today and then sign a bunch of medical release forms.
I have a very minor charley horse in my right calf. It hurts and it’s annoying but it’s not horrifyingly bad like charley horses usually are. It doesn’t help that my right foot is asleep again too.
I have a PTK meeting today. It’s the last one of the school year and if I don’t go, I don’t get to wear the gold stole and tassel at graduation (assuming I go to graduation). Of all the PTK requirements, this is the only one I haven’t been able to fulfill in over a year - 1 stupid meeting. It seems silly to go now that I’m not even a student there any more but I guess I’m PTK for life so I’ll go.
It’s currently below freezing out but is supposed to get up to a balmy 37°. Supposedly tomorrow will be 55° and Thursday will be in the 60’s!
Note to self: Painting ceilings is a bad idea less than three months after spine surgery. There are some extremely annoyed muscles now.
I’ve been entertaining the idea of staying home from school today because I really feel crappy. However, I think I’d feel more mad at myself if I didn’t go and so I probably wouldn’t get any rest. I hate these damn observations that I have to do, they make the day so much longer. [/whine]
I wonder what TomKitten is doing upstairs and alone. I don’t think I’ll get up to check it out. I’m sure he’s fine. Right?
Life is exciting and full of kids around here. Also not long on sleep.
Man I don’t want to be at work. I feel fine, if a bit nauseous, but I’d really rather be in bed.