Home, tired. Stuffed shirts were not displeased.
Congrats, Soapyson! We have assigned high schools down here.
Happy Birthday Soapy daughter!!!
Happy [sup][sup]belated[/sup][/sup] Birthday, BooFae!!!
spaz, :eek:
: waves at kai :
Weseals, goats, and cold oh my!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here. Gotta go get purtified soon though.
It’s my Firday! WOOHOO!!!
Gotta get movin’. Yays, boos, hugs, trouts, gropes, noogies, use as needed.
Later Y’all!
Morning. I’m up, caffeinated, and off to work. 4 more days till vacation.
up and at em … at least it’s Thursday.
I’m sipping lemon-ginger herb tea this am (I did caffeinate earlier, at home). I’ve got a staff mtg. in 30 minutes, then trng. for a couple of hours at 10 am. :eek:
Happy belated birthday, Soapy’sDaughter!
FarmerChick, the baby goats are teh cute; I hope they are making out okay!
It’s not quite Firday yet, is it?!
Married six years.
He still can’t make grilled cheese reliably, and apparently has no idea what colours I wear. But he’s cute.
Toddler! Doing stuff! Running away now!
Good morning!
Maybe tonight I can get on my home computer and look at the goats and weasels. It’s blocked here at work.
I stopped and got some kolaches this morning. Yum!
Yay for SoapySon!
I’m off tomorrow, and I’m taking off the first three days of next week just 'cause. I’m gonna do some gardening and plant purty flowers and stuff. Although a cold front blew in (and we finally got some rain! YAY!) it’s supposed to be very nice next week.
I don’t wanna be here! <pout>
For the record, hamantaschen for breakfast = YUM.
(what… there’s orange juice in the dough and the filling is made of fruit, which means they’re practically health food… right?)
taters, I feel for ya. I don’t suppose it helps to know a lot of people are in the same boat. All I can say is take each day one at a time and try not to look too far ahead. Oh, and start drinking heavily. 
(I keed!)
chickie, how are the “kids” doing?
Another busy day here so I best get at it.
Tupug
Well, we got Office 2007 overnight… so far so good. Outlook seems better with the little preview window of calendar events/meetings/tasks on the main page. Word looks weird but I think will be ok in the long run. We’ll see how everyone deals with it today.
I have my annual review with my manager at 9. I’m sure it’ll be ok - we had a half year review, which was good - but I always get nervous anyway. I don’t always get in right at 8. Will she get after me for not being prompt? (No… as long as there aren’t meetings, no one cares when you come or go as long as the work gets done.) I was supporting a different candidate for the open position in our group. Will she be upset about that? (No… that’s petty and she’s not petty.) And so on. I worry about stuff that’s really not worth worrying about. Blah. So much for my Lenten goal of worrying less.
And we have a departmental meeting through lunch today. At least they’re providing pizza.
Programming note: Agony Aunt Ryl will not be seen today as I really need to get off my butt and start packing. I’m heading to the mountains for the weekend. Instead of your usual snark, there are two turtle sex videos and a scan of some really bad “sexy” descriptions. Some of you have already seen the scan.
Yep, that one.
It’s bad. Really really bad.
Okay, time to pack.
Of course my review went fine and I was worried about nothing. Yay!
New Boss Guy is a tool and has the phone manners of a mentally deficient barbarian.
I mean, isn’t it supposed to be general knowledge that when you call someone, you’re usually the one who has to indicate why you’ve called rather than lapsing into uncomfortable silence while they frantically try to figure it out? And once you’re done discussing whatever it is that you called about, isn’t the polite thing to say something along the lines of “OK, bye” before hanging up?
:rolleyes:
That is all.
This would qualify as one of my fire and rescue tales, 'cept it didn’t happen to me. It was all VWife, and this is her story, as told second hand.
In the weeks before The Pilgrimage to Indianner, we had 9 orfinked pups in the house that were split 3 ways while we were gone. By Monday, all had returned.
Yesterday, VWife’s day started with one of the fat little things aspirating on his breakfast. I was unavailable for her to call, so she called the same Eileen we stayed with who advised her to swing the pup by the back legs to get the gruel out, then do mouth-to-muzzle resuscitation, then get it to a vet ASAP. Which she did. The vet suctioned a big wad of mucus out of the airway, and he started breathing easier. We now have dubbed him Blueboy.
VWife then did more housework in a day than I’ve seen her do in a running month. I was proud of her, because she’d rather sit on her ass cross-stitching and watch me do it instead.
To round out the events, our new neighbor to the north called in a panic, because #1 son, who is 8, had something in his ear. She couldn’t get it out with tweezers, and wanted help.
VWife tried once or twice, called me for advice while I was still an hour from home, and ultimately took Angie the mom, Leon the 8 y.o., and DJ the baby over to the rescue squad building to have one of my buddies do the honors.
A squirt of saline from a bulb syringe and deft action with a hemostat produced a tree bud that had been there since the weekend. :eek::smack: Leon was such a good kid about letting them fiddle with his ear that he even got a tour of one of the ambulances.
'Natch, I was proud of her. She handled everything on her own, instead of her usual practice of screaming like a little girl, calling for me to do the heavy lifting, and taking drugs to go to bed when it’s all over.
Sorry about the boos, Muppet, have fun, Spaz, yay SoapyKid!
Do I nap or houseclean? Got bread dough rising, and I should do a medium-long list of chores…
Afternoon all. Busy times here…I get to spend the day out of the office tomorrow invigilating for a poster presentation exam session. The bonus is that it’s held in a doc’s surgery that’s about 10mins from home. On the downside, I have to take Shadow to the vet for his booster shots tomorrow night and he hates going there. Poo will feature heavily in my evening.
Good morning, with nary a blurf. I had to expend my blurfs on beating* The Son out of bed and off to school. I will shortly be back on the phone with the doctors offices again. Why is getting one’s records from one physician to another such a huge freaking hassle? They all seem to want to hold on to my records as if they had some kind of monetary value, geez.
I had a wonderful surprise last night. When I went home last October I spent the weekend with my bio-dad, and we bonded as we have never been able to my entire life. So I got a padded, insured envelope from him, and inside was a beautiful ring. Apparently my grandmother, before her death, had given it to my dad to hold for me for when the “time was right”. The ring was given to my grandmother from her mother, a central emerald with a diamond set on each side of the square setting. How wonderful is that? My dad’s mother was my favorite grandparent, I keep a photo of her on my desk, and to have something that was precious to her is very special. For my dad and I to have reached this degree of, what, intimacy? Well, it’s a wonderful thing.
Snow in the forecast, and no school for Friday. I need to begin a beading project I promised a friend and have been procrastinating for a few months. In my defense I needed to organize my beading stuff, but that has been done for a while. I don’t want to make up the pattern, and I can’t find my big loom, so the small loom it will have to be. It is something I have not done before (beaded key chain) and I think I know how I want to do it, it’s just the getting started that I find difficult.
Happy almost Firday, everyone have a great day.
*beating The Son is a euphemistic way to say I had to holler and threaten to ground him in order to get him up and moving. I’d expend less energy if I did beat him, but sadly, it’s against the law. And I would have to chase him around as well, just not worth it. So I holler and threaten.
nevermind…
Evenin’ all.
Hey kai! Good to see you - I’m pleased to hear that you and your bio-dad are getting closer.
Muppet, my old boss (the Psycho Beeyotch) used to pull that crap with me. These two cartoons pretty much sum up what she was like to work for!
Spaz, enjoy your weekend in the mountains!
Well, our new [del]housemaid[/del]Housework Fairy arrived yesterday, and the ground floor of the house is now sparkling - both bathrooms scrubbed from top to bottom, every inch of the lounge/dining dusted and vacuumed, kitchen scrubbed from top to bottom - wow! And tomorrow, she is taking on the bedrooms and upstairs bathrooms. After that, then she will only need to spend a few hours a week on up-keep, and the rest of her time can be spent doing even more joyous tasks like washing clothes, cooking breakfast and ironing. Oh, and babysitting on Thursday nights so hubby and I can have a “date night”! 
I like the Outlook To-Do bar, but I hate how they’ve completely undone the normal menu structure in Word and Excel, replacing it with that infernal ribbon. It took a few minutes of searching to find what they’d done with Word Count, for instance. The only saving thing is that you can right-click that “quick access” toolbar up in the top-left corner and add pretty much any command to it. Once I figured that out, I put Print and Word Count up there. Unfortunately, Access is a horridly slow dog in this version.
I really haven’t had to do much in Word or Excel yet today so I can’t tell yet if I like the ribbon or not. I do like that they’re fully customizable though. And Outlook seems much improved.
Busy day today, which is nice. I feel like I’m being productive instead of just waiting on other people to get their stuff done so I can actually do something.