I once lifted the bun off a greasy burger and said “Damn! No ketchup!”. It’s now an inside joke between me and my BiL.
Figure out that obscure pop-culture reference, smartasses.
I’m sorry I missed it this morning- thank you, Rue.
Mail order soap is necessary as part of the soap business, Bumbazine. I want chai and cherry and grapefruit/oatmeal. And maybe vanilla.
The library just delivered me the first Mary Russell novel this evening. I’m 2/3s through. Oh dear. Reading binges means nothing else gets down. We’re having poutine for dinner before Mr. Lissar goes to work, and I should go get it right now!
I have been instructed to tell you that it is not BumbaWife’s fault that we don’t have on-line sales yet.
The fact is that we ain’t done it yet 'cause;
a) we haven’t had the time &
b) we haven’t had the money.
I stand corrected.
I’d sit down, but my ass hurts.
**Mrs. Bumbazine ** here (staring at the computer with puzzled look) Don’t believe a word my handsome, sweetie says! He is a scamp and a prevaricator. I just haven’t found the idle time to set that darn website up and the online merchant account, etc. etc. We are excited to do it however and hock our wares all over the SDMD World!Well, maybe not the world…lets see, the bar of soap is three bucks …shipping $20.00. OK, maybe not Internationally.
Wow, and you all thought my earlier post was TMI.
I’ve had that problem many, many times. 
Grapefruit/oatmeal soap sounds wunnerful! I’ve used oatmeal soap before and liked that. My only worry would be that people would have an urge to sprinkle brown sugar on me. I don’t think I’d like that.
I had chicken picatta last night. I’m having the leftovers for lunch today. One of the things I just lurve about the good local Eye-talian place is I always have about half of my entree for lunch the next day. Betwixt an appetizer (mmmm… calamari!), some excellent bread and a big ol’ caesar salad and the huge entrees, I get full. ACBG had lasagna. He’s having the leftovers for lunch today. It looked like half a pan of lasagna on his plate last night. HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE pile of lasagna!
Today I am finishing up reports from the torturing…err… testing I’ve been doing. Tomorrow I get to torture…err… test again.
Oh yeah, First Colds. Those are fun! The kid’s too young to take anything that works and anything they can take doesn’t do squat. You can prop up one end of the crib and set up the vaporizer and… that’s about it. We had one of those double boiler potpourri jobbies we filled with water then a bunch of eucaliptus and peppermint oils and let that bubble away. Like Vap-O-Rub only not rubbed on. I’ll tell you, it opened up my nose. I’m not sure it did anything for the kids though. But it let us feel like we were doing something.
Ha! Lookit that! Ellen thought she could get away. But she’s back. That makes me happy.
Why is this “Mrs. Bumbazine” posting under Bumba’s account? Isn’t she supposed to have her own handle? I think she does. I think ol’ Bumba is just padding his post-count (because we all worry about our post-count being high enough around here) with an anti-sock. That’s what I think.
And all yous are hip to TornaDope 2, right? Well you are now. So I expect to see every last one of you there! I mean it!
Rue, If I was still living in Pittsburgh, then I would be there. But alas, that’s not the case (and hasn’t been since 1983.)
Bumbafolks, we ship out things all the time here at Technical Thingies Inc, often no larger or heavier than a bar of soap. I can’t figure out why a bar of soap would cost $20 to ship. Overnight delivery, maybe? And if you want to but boxes, don’t get them one at a time. Find a company that sells them to you in bulk.
Crap. I mean, of course, “buy” boxes. (Must be thinking of a couple of poster’s aching butts on that typo.)
Bumba - The US postal service will GIVE you Priority Mail boxes, as many as you need. You can order many many many off their website (USPS.com) and they’ll send 'em out. The catch, of course, is that you then have to ship the boxes via Priority Mail, because it’s illegal to use the boxes for anything else (says so right on the boxes!) At the website, you’ll find the Priority Mail rates - they’re not too bad, so maybe that’s the way for you to go.
I make scented soaps too - nothing on the scale that you do, just for funsies - but I made a little gift set for my Mom last year and she almost swooned over the scents. It was “wine and roses” - I used a chardonnay fragrance oil with a little raspberry and a little rose oil. Did the soaps with coconut oil melt and pour soap base and suspended crushed rose petals in it, and also made a companion bath oil, a lotion and a candle. And I threw in a home-burned CD of love songs. You gonna make up any gift sets?
Last night was comfort food night at Casa Wry. I made pasta e fagioli (which is pronounced “pasta fazool”) and we dunked chunks of good Italian bread. Mmmmmmm…
I don’t live in Ohio, so it’s not likely I could make it. On the other hand, I’ve never been to Ohio - might be fun to visit for a weekend.
Hmmm.
Susan
Happy faces
Thanks for the welcomes back! Bumba I didn’t know you were a Froo Froo Soap King! Loves me the soaps! My favorite smell is patchouli. If somehow that could be combined with a hazelnut smell, and smell good, my life would be complete.
I guess I need to be brought up to speed. Apparently swampy has a **ACBG **. I need to know what this is. Awfully Cute Bear Guy? Another Cuddly Buff Guy? I suspect it’s something along these lines.
So Theodore Striker, you’ve got yourself a six month old too? Mine – also a fat boy (he weighs 20 pounds!) will be six months old on March 12. So sorry MiniStriker’s got a cold! We went though that about three weeks ago, and I agree with the Sage Rue … steamy room is the way to go. (Hey, Bumba that sounds like a good soap name, Sage Rue… Just a suggestion.)
A ((hug)) for FairyChatMom, even though she skipped work yesterday like a wuss.
A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.
Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So, the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida. Once arrived, he decided to send an email to his wife. He accidentally left out one letter in her email address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.
Meanwhile … somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from her husband’s funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory following a heart attack. The widow decided to check her email, expecting messages from relatives and friends.
After reading the first message, she screamed and fainted. The widow’s son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:
To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I’ve Arrived
Date: October 16, 2004
I know you’re surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I’ve just arrived and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you then!
Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.
P.S. Sure is freaking hot down here
Bumba, are you in better graces with your sweetie-pie today? Can you sit down yet?
Well, after taking the day off sick yesterday, I’ve come in to work to find my back-up was sick too! Consequently, two of my daily reports did not go out. Of course, no one informed the one other person that could have backed me up of my absence either. Oh well! Guess I need to suck it up and drive on. We’ll just be missing a day’s worth of data for our monthly roll-up.
I am SLEEPY and finding it very difficult to get started today. I have several projects that require completion, so I need to get off the pot, so to speak.
I don’t have any Eye-talian leftovers for lunch, or even mexican for lunch. I’m not sure I feel like eating after Monday afternoon’s fiasco.
Well, I better do SOMETHING productive now.
A Certain Burly Gentleman - Swampy’s main squeeze
:o Well, I WAS sorta wondering…sorta…
ellen BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
We just had some baked chicken and smashed taters for dinner last night. I splashed the chicken with some vino and scattered some spices and popped the pan in the oven. Then I cooked and smashed the taters. It was good.
It’s only 54 degrees here and I’m a cold wimp. The no snow signs are still workin’ though.
Think on these things:
Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze
these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?”
Who was the first person to say, “See that chicken there? I’m gonna eat
the next thing that comes outta it’s butt.”
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don’t
point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are
going to look up there anyway?
Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They’re
both dogs!
If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that Acme crap, why didn’t
he just buy dinner?
Why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same
tune?
Stop singing and read on…
Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?
Why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle
Just e-mail me your answers.
Tupug
I just had my oogie moment for today. 
Of course it’ll be fun Sooz! How could it not be fun? Worst case, you could throw rocks at SkipMagic. You know that would be fun.
Finished The Beekeeper’s Apprentice. Why the heck did I ever read the Irene Adler series? The Mary Russell/Sherlock Holmes ones are much better. And I got to sleep in today! It was exciting. Unfortunately someone at Mr. Lissar’s work is sick, so instead of working from midnight until 8 am, he’s working midnight till noon. So he’ll be home in a couple of hours. Poor darling- he’s already worked two 12-hours during this rotation.
The poutine was good, and much faster than making anything.
It’s very slushy here. Ankle-deep slush. Yesterday I got to use an icebreaker thingy at work, because the snow out front had melted and then frozen. It was fun. They don’t normally let me use weapons.
Um fidgets … er … thinks um … Because Wile E doesn’t have a lot of money, just a really good line of credit with ACME and they don’t sell food (except for bird seed)! Ha! Yeah, that’s the ticket.
I made homemade tomato soup for dinner last night with a grilled cheese sandwich made with mozzerella cheese on a garlic-type bread. Yum! And leftover soup for lunch today. Even better!
I’ll add my voice to those looking for Bumba’s soap website. They all sound good! Maybe you need a sample box with little bars of a bunch of different kinds of soap. I also like Wry’s gift set idea. Just leave your marketing up to the MMP, and we’ll take care of you.