Both of you! Go to your rooms!
Got THE call today - Younger Nephew’s FIL passed away this morning 
I’m back from the game,and I found a pile of pronouns, too. We beat the best team in the NHL tonight.
roise, I am sorry to hear about that.
Good morning! It’s very foggy in southern Merrylande, which just makes the cold creep closer and deeper. But Bernie has been walked and cookied, Brandy has been scritched, and the computer has been de-spywared. Plus I brushed my teeth, so my mouth is kissing-fresh. 
Plans for the day include going to the flea/farmers market to see what kinds of veggies they have. I’m hoping we’ll also finish the last few details in the basement bathroom so I can declare that room finished. That’ll leave me to play with clay with a clear conscience. I’ve got a pile of laundry to do, but one of the last bathroom details is installing a P-trap on the washer drain line, and I think the PVC adhesive needs 24 hours to set up before you should use it, so laundry must wait.
Why do I post such things in detail, you ask? Well, because I know so many of you aspire to be just like me, and I want to give you every opportunity to pattern your life on mine. Because I care, dammit.
You’re welcome.
rosie I’m so sorry. Your nephew and his family will be in my thoughts and prayers.
It is creepily warm here. Like mid 60s already. New Year’s Day will be in the 70s. Except for a very few days, it’s been spring like around here as of late. I’ve noticed that my bradford pear trees have little buds on 'em. Stuff does not need to bloom now. Oh and tomorrow is gonna be all stormy. Weird, weird weather round these parts lately.
Time for more caffiene. Ta-Ta!
I’m so sorry, rosie. Hugs.
The last few days have been hectic. OQD and Husband have come and gone, we ate a huge amount (Indian, ME baklawa and Vietnamese), Mr. Lissar and I went out for dinner last night to celebrate our anniversary. Thank you all very much.
I think I need tea.
lemmo, yes, that WOULD definitely be a variation.
It’s very foggy here this morning, too. We are watching the weather cause another front is coming through that may be “lather/rinse/repeat” of the Xmas Day tornados variety. :eek:
NurseDebbie[sup]TM[/sup] wants to see the body exhibit with me so…YAY…I get to go with somebody who actually can identify body parts and won’t go all Pillsbury Doughboy and keel over on me…like [del]Mr. Anachi[/del] somebody who shall remain nameless.
rosie, my condolences to you and nephew.
Well, time to shower and hit the supermart.
Tupug
**Puggy ** - I am squeemish to the max, but the body exhibit didn’t bother me at all. It wasn’t gorey or gross, but it was fascinating. What really struck me was looking at the brains - they looked like models, but at one time they held the essence of a living person. I found it to be a humbling exhibit. I sure hope you enjoy it.
Maybe my kid will be working when you go there. She’ll be the one in the red shirt!
Yeah, I know, they all wear red shirts… <snerk> I can’t remember if I’ve ever told you her name, but it’d freak her out if you recognized her and said something. Not that I’m suggesting anything…
**FCD ** is still crashed - good for him. The fog seems to be lifting. Day has begun and I’m still a bum. Ah, bliss!
That’s be me. I bet I have more gray that you. I’ve been coloring my hair since I was in my mid-20s. I got a lot of gray very early. (Thanks, Dad)
One funny thing - at Christmas, my 21-year-old niece was complaining about the gray she’s been getting and how she’s been highlighting to cover it up. I just laughed.
Here, too – palebunny is getting mightily PO’d that we haven’t had snow yet. Probably not as PO’d as you Canucks, however. They showed on the news palms flourishing and irises blooming in the shadow of the US Capitol; here’s hoping the cherry trees don’t get confused, too, or there will be much weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth come springtime.
I am a slug this morning. Will someone please tell me to get off my behind and do something constructive? (Not you, FCM, I don’t listen to morning people in the morning!)
Good Morning. Maggie is walked, and I am having my coffee. Life is dull, but good.
It’s all you guys’ fault. I was transcribing away here and came across this dialogue:
And all I could think of was, in bed! <snerk>
**FCM **- that’s it! How’d you know? I read your posts and run off each day to emulate your comings, goings and doings!
All except the parts where you really work, I don’t wanna do all that…
Not a whole lot going on here today. Run some errands with the Wife, slap some new wheel covers on the Kid’s car and get ready for a party at a friend’s house later tonight.
And now, off to the kitchen for breakfast…
So far today I have… made waffles and bacon plus cleaned up afterwards (ok, that was work), brushed my teeth and showered. Both of us are in our jammie bottoms and tshirts. We considered actually getting dressed and going out to do sump’n but that’s as far as it’s gotten. I have a feeling we’ll stay in our jammies and ts all day. Well, most of the day anyways.
Good MORNING everyone!
rosie, I’m sorry to read about your nephew’s FIL. Hugs and good thoughts to all of you.
I haven’t done a DAMN thing today and it’s been NICE dammit!
Mr. Taters and my son are going to go paintballing. They’re taking a friend of my son’s. Well, actually, the son and friend are going to do the actual paint balling, the hubby will watch. I have graciously declined the invitation to go.
This will be first time that my son will get to use his big ticket Christmas present, which was the paintball gun, CO2 container, mask, and gloves. He’s sitting here ALL ready to go, and hubby is upstairs showering.
Last night my sister, hubby and I went out to dinner and then to see Mel Gibson’s new movie. The movie was okay. I enjoyed it, but I don’t think I need to watch it again. It wasn’t nearly as gory as I had been led to believe it was, which was fine. Don’t get me wrong, there were a couple of bloody parts, but it wasn’t nearly that bad.
Today, other than MAYBE doing some laundry, I’m going to do nothing, nothing, nothing.
On the topic of gray hair: I discovered my first gray hairs when I was SIXTEEN! :eek: I didn’t have start really coloring my hair until I was in my low thirties. Now, if I didn’t color my hair, I’d be mostly gray. I’m 42, dammit. Far too young to have that much gray. Everyone on my Dad’s side of the family grayed early. Additionally, my Oma (my mother’s mother) was completely white by the time she was 35. My Opa (my mother’s father), died at age 69 and didn’t have a single gray hair. Why couldn’t I have had his hair genes?!
Well, I must go for the moment. Back later.
Hugs for Rosie and family.
I’ve been a total lazy butt all day. I did take the Christmas ham and freeze the meat and bone. And I cut myself with my new Christmas knife. Again. Mr. Rebo says he’s gonna take it away from me. He’ll have to pry it from my cold, bloody fingers! I really do love it. So much that I’m returning the knife sharpener I bought myself as a present. I just needed a good knife, by golly!
I took my son in Wednesday to the dentist. ALL the little kids were off school and it was kid’s day at the dental clinic. What a madhouse! It was an emergency though - he has a 4-tooth partial and it broke. We had to get impressions made to get a new one. In the meantime he has superglued it together and it’s holding together. Hopefully it will hold until the new one is ready - about two or three weeks. My insurance is so bad - they didn’t pay for any of the cost for a new one. And I totally can’t afford to get him a bridge. That’s like thousands instead of hundreds. Maybe one of these days he’ll be able to get one.
Tonight will be gumbo, I think, with shrimp and chicken and sausage. New Year’s Day will be hot wings, cole slaw, and black eyed peas. Black eyed peas are a tradition in these parts, for luck in the new year.
I’m a-gonna go take a nap and try to get rid of this stoopit headache…
Thank you for all the hugs. I think as rough as it is on NIL, losing her dad, it’s rougher on Nephew, since it was at this time last year when his mom (my SIL) left us. His wound is still fresh, and now he has to be a rock for his wife.
swampy - you and yours better get dressed and go out and do something. Slugdom is my private domain. Altho today I was dressed, fed, medicated, and out and about by 10am. I’m back from doing my usual salon thing - including, today, a pedicure (I needed it - my toenails were poking holes in my socks)
I called my friend (whose cousin is The Guy) to see if she wanted to meet for coffee (since I was out already) and talk (she just went thru a lumpectomy and the news was not good) but instead she invited me for dinner. So I’ll go and let her vent to me for a while. She’s changing surgeons, too. The one she’s leaving waited until her appointment, which was a week and a half after the ectomy, to tell her the bad news (I was under the impression that they had to tell you bad news right away, but saved good news for the follow up appointments) also my friend was very upset with the surgon’s coldfish attitiude. So she’s going to Sloane Kettering in NYC. I think she’ll beat this, but that may be my wishful thinking, since this she’d gone thru this. She’d had a lump 5 or 6 years ago that came out clean. A little followup chemo and she was done. But you never know with these things.
It’s completely genetic, IIRC. I started getting gray hair in high school, too (just a few here and there), and had enough by the time I was about 25 or so to have to really start doing something about it.
I’m also 42, and am quite gray, or at least the roots are when I let them grow in too far. My mom says when she and my dad started dating (in high school), his parents were both completely gray. They would have only been in their mid-40s.
Smug My Dad didn’t start going gray until his sixties, and Mum is in her sixties, and hasn’t gone all gray yet. Actually, I think I’d look rather good with gray hair.
Today I have done pretty much nothing. It’s great. I have admired the cats, made stuffing (I felt a deep need for stuffing), napped, and read. Right now I am awaiting QD’s arrival, and contemplating dinner. If I want to make a salad with romaine, thinly sliced carrots, and toasted walnuts, what sort of dressing should I make? We’re having it with ham sandwiches and merlot.
Hey, the ad is for the yarn store across the street from me. The Naked Sheep.
did QD ever get the new underwear? and what’s going on with her and DH? (it was DH wasn’t it?)
Firstly, I looked over my posts and realized that I hadn’t extended my congratulations on your wedding anniversary, LIssla. So, Happy Anniversary!
Secondly, I too have been wondering about the whole QD/DH saga. I think I do remember reading that you had in fact drug her out to purchase undies, but I thought a big question to a certain someone was going to be asked around Christmas. Am I wrong?
Hubby just called from the paint ball field. I guess the boys are having a great time, but my son’s friend’s new gun isn’t working. He just got it for Christmas, too. So, he ended up having to rent one. What a bummer. I’m sure he was very disappointed. So far, no problems with Bryan’s paintball gun, though. Thank goodness for that.
I have just noticed the time and am embarrassed to say that I have not yet taken my shower. :eek: :o So, I need to get that taken care of. It’s not that I’m sweaty or stinky; but I do smoke, hence the need to wash my hair so it doesn’t smell like smoke.
I’m looking forward to our next batch of the prime rib soup I made the other night. We’re having some more of it for dinner. It’ll probably feel as well as taste nice to my son too, as it’s still pretty damn cold outside. The snow that fell several days ago is still in my backyard.
I should clean myself up.