Soup was OK, but I forgot the bay leaf. Tons left over - I know what lunch will be tomorrow! 
I got two coasters finished at the Meetup this afternoon. Yay, the sense of accomplishment that comes from finishing things–twice! :)
I had pizza for supper and thoroughly burnt my mouth. I’ll spare the details.
So much stuff to work on. D-flat major is in the future and the present and memories of the past.
It’s cool, dreary and still rainy out. Da bear is tahrd. I think I shall go lie upon the bed and watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Still sneezy and snuffly. I think medicinal kahlua is in order.
I could not be happier that tomorrow is finally Friday. We had a freak thunderstorm roll through this afternoon and it’s still raining. My first week doing two jobs is almost over. No end in sight.
Hugs to all that need em.
Home from our adventures.
We went to Hagerstown and checked out a few houses. One is okay, I need to think a bit. It is beautiful old house with original woodwork but the kitchen floor needs replacing and it has no appliances and the way the kitchen is laid out I don’t know where to put them. It’s at the upper limit so I won’t have much money to play with. There is another house I want to see first.
We got lost kind of sort of, just a big detour to Funkstown and Boonsboro. I want to live in Funkstown and have return address labels misprinted as Funkytown.
But it’s good for you according to this documentary What, he was a Dr (on TV)
If you move there, Bobbio, Tugig, & I will all ask Mooommm to take us to your new place. Hmmm, I wonder how we should phrase the request? 
I was in the car after irk; there are 6 radio preset buttons; 5 of the 6 stations were playing commercials at the same time. :smack:
ETA: OMG, I’m hearing voices in the house! :eek:
Drink me. Drink me.
Seems to be coming from the fridge.
Drink me. Drink me.
::Cautiously opens fridge door::
Drink me. Drink me.
It seems to be a beer bottle; whatever should I do?
[del]Kill[/del] Drink it!
Main it to J. Jonah Jamison.
Let a real man deal with it.
:dubious:
It’s the simple things in life that I enjoy. You know, having water in an indoor bathroom.
My plumbing is fixed, and I can now go to the bathroom without lugging water and filling the tank, before I flush.
Sure, I had water in the kitchen, but on the whole, if I had to lose one, I’d rather have a bathroom with a shower, working toilet, and handsink.
The so-called “good old days” weren’t so great.
My folks collect outhouse images, and there’s a little stitched sampler in their bathroom that states
“On a cold dark night, in a sleepy haze, be glad these ain’t, the good old days.”
Thanks everyone for the kind words earlier this week on my silly story - I appreciate it. I kinda disappeared for a few days. Looking back just now I can say I truly appreciate everyone taking a little time out to watch it.
A strange day for me. I spent my work day chasing down potholes (my station is going crazy with viewer submitted stories, and potholes is one of them). Usually when I am driving I listen to the scanners, or perhaps a band that has gathered my (almost) exclusive attention for awhile. Instead I decided to play a ‘party’ songlist on the iPod that I created 8 years ago, which for some reason really struck a chord with me today.
As many know I have been going through a divorce. More than two years ago we separated and I wrote, at times, on the MMP of some of the things I was going through. Then about this time last year the legal process (and lawyers!) started and I was obligated to keep my mouth shut.
Today the final act in the process occurred and it is all truly done and finished. I was actually officially divorced a month and a half ago, but today was our final settlement conference.
With it all said I will likely continue my course of keeping my mind on these matters to myself. There are a few interesting stories that arose in the past year or two, but as I know my ex does look occasionally here for anything I might have written I will not fuel that fire.
Life is hard, but it beats the alternative. And there’s so many nice and wonderful things coming that it isn’t good to worry about the past.
So here’s to getting back into the swing of things and being a good neighbor (and MMP’er). That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Home, beer, bed. And judging by the twitching, Gordie just took out a herd of caribou in his dream.
Swing by when you can, giggi.
Baker, I’d prefer the future. Where’s my flying car?!?
Spidey, it should be like Thunderdome: 2 beers enter, no beers leave!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 38 Amurrkin out and foggy with a predicted high of 60 for the day. On the plus side, the rain is gone for now. Also, the bridge I worry about is still open. Thus I shall betake myself to the orifice.
gigity glad everything is finalized divorce-wise. Come play when you can.
Spidey when a beer calls out to you, it means that particular beer was destined just for you. It’s fate and one should not tempt fate.
DeathMistress yay for fixed bathroom! Love that sampler. HEE!
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy says it’s hongry. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence. At least it’s Firday.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Yeah man I’m back. I don’t have to worry that just ‘being around’ is going to piss people off. Especially in the MMP.
And yeah no shit TGIF.
I’m all about TGIF. This is actually the first week that I have worked 5 days due to all the craziness going on.
Tomorrow I’m off to Pittsburgh to see a movie. Should be fun!
Welcome back, tugig!
Whereas Firday means start of working’ time for me. I’ve got three football matches and one rugby in the next week- all the ones that got rained off before. I’m getting all the badly paid shifts though, so I won’t be raking it in…
Anyway, it’s lovely sun for once, so I shall go attempt to make the most of it, happy firday for them what celebrate!
Happy Firday!
It’s a grey day, windy and 30 degrees with a projected high of 39. Then the days start going up into the 50s. It will be like a heat wave!
Not enough sleep so I feel like hell. I’ll take a nap later after irk.
I got one of my prescriptions yesterday, it went from $10/3 months to $55/3 months :eek:
Tugig some people are meant to be pissed off, it’s cruel to deny them what they need to be?
Oh, but they do leave, eventually, but not the way they went in.
Always in the MMP
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Gotta make a move to a town that’s right for you.