How I became a sorta Buckeye: a scarlet and gray MMP

Good morning everyone.

Ouch, **rigsy! ** Be careful! I hope your owie feels better soon.

This morning has turned into an unexpectedly expensive morning. Hubby got a flat on the way into work. He couldn’t get the spare down from under his pick-up because some stoopit part is broken. His co-workers came to the rescue and loaned him a spare. So, where’s the expensive part, you’re asking…

Well, Mr. Taters headed down to Les Schwab where he found out they didn’t make that type of tire anymore. :mad: :rolleyes: :frowning: Of course all the tires MUST match. So, he had to buy four new tires. That cost us $750.00. Yeeee-owch! The guy actually recommended replacing the rims too, but that would have probably cost another $750.00 or $800.00, so the hubby, thankfully, said no. We still have to get the spare fixed too. I did not want to put anymore money on my credit card, but we had to do it. That sucks…

My kids have school today, had it yesterday and Monday too. Of course, every Wednesday, they’re released an hour early. They’ll be off on Friday, though.

I plan to work Friday, even though it’s a DONSA (Day of Non-Scheduled Activity) or more commonly known as a training holiday. I’m hoarding my leave.

**Nava, ** I hope you have a very safe trip to the land of quality chocolate. Send me some good dark chocolate, purty please.

The boss called me in yesterday to go over my performance appraisal. He top blocked me and said very nice things about me. Don’t know if it will translate to a performance award and didn’t ask. He told me he likes the fact that I challenge him, that I ask pertinent questions, that I’m a critical thinker, and that I can look at issues from a different perpective than his other staff. He asked me to challenge him more. That’s always refreshing to hear. Some bosses don’t like that. Anyway, we’re waiting on my senior rater comments and signature. We’ll see.

That’s all I’ve got for now. I’ll pop in later to wish everyone a Happy Turkey day.

I’ll play (how do you play?)

I am so GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR right now. I got my annual review, which on the whole was pretty good - I got “meets or exceeds” on most and “usually exceeds” on two criteria - and an overall good score - but no increase because I am beyond the the top tier of my level (or top level of my tier - whatever) and no CoL increase either. :mad: :mad: :mad:

I’m taking Firefighter 1, as an extension of taking EMT a while back. Read back a few pages - Monday I got to play with smoke and humped hose <snerk> and chopped a hole in a roof.
Tonight is a lecture on car fires and rescues, and next Monday is the practical. We’ll get to play with the Jaws of Life, cut roofs of cars and smash windows.
The grocery store was packed. Complete insanity.

swamps, The AM Holiday Drinking Protocol around these parts is as follows:

**Easter Sunday **- Mimosas. All spring-timeish and fruity and sweet
Thanksgiving - Bloodys. They blend nicely into the plates of snacky veggies and olives and things that come out right after.
Christmas Morn’ - Hot chcocolate with a splash of peppermint schnapps, along with some of the tamales that we’ll have spent part of next weekend making.

Oh, yeah, in advance, since I may not get a chance tomorrow:
Happy Turkey Day, everyone.
And Happy Thursday to all Non-US Dopers.

And Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday BookKitty

That sucks, rosie. How long can they keep you at the tier/level you’re at, with no raises? Do they adjust that upwards each year or does it stay the same?

It’s deathly quiet this morning. No work email this morning, not even spam! :eek: Maybe even the spammers are taking it easy today. :smiley: A solitary voice mail, from the OMP, wishing us a happy holiday and urging us to participate in the annual HR survey and the [sub]United Way[/sub] campaign.

Happy Birthday, BiblioCat!

Happy Burfday BookGato!!

Many happies, BookKitty!

Every couple of years or so, they do an across the board adjustment and slide all the tiers up, which usually leaves me back in the middle of my tier and eligible for increases - they haven’t done that, tho, in over two years, so I’m stuck until they do, or until I get fed up enough to try for a higher position

BookKitty I shall refrain from loud singing until your actual bday, ok?

Rosie doperball is our version of calvinball. All rules are always subject to change. I usually stand on the sidelines drinkin’ beer and pantsing all the male doperballers. <snerk> doperballers <snerk>

Oh, yeah-DUH. It’s just that playing with hoses and such dont’ constitute “class” in my head (they’re more like practicums or…fun). I had to hold a fully-on fire hose in nursing school. Looking back, I think the firemen wanted to have fun with some pretty young 20 somethings, but at the time they told us that we might never have to hold hose (ok, stop the snerking right now), but that we should know how heavy and unmanageable it can be. Yep. So, I AM PREPARED.

Happy Birthday to YOU, too!(and Kitty)
Back from store. Only spent $119, so I must have missed something or other. I’ll find out, I’m sure. I decided that I’m gonna make my mom’s pecan pie today. It’s yummy. And no calories, if you don’t count 'em…

BooFae --ok, then Tierra del Fuego, then. Somewhere rocky, isolated and cold and boring. You must not be fully British. Or perhaps we were switched at birth. :stuck_out_tongue: Is the veg man cute? I have a cute UPS guy-he looks alot like Chandler Bing, but with a moustache. And he wears shorts…

Rosie -any chance of you putting in for a promotion?

Nava gets to go to Switzerland. Poo. I wanna go to Switzerland. I wonder if she took her car…
swampus -now you listen to ME, old man. I HATE the mall. I will not go to the mall unless I have to. I am very busy being a mom to my kiddos and making pies the way God intended mothers to be. Be off with your mopheads and your hhhhhaaannnnggggeeeerrrrsss. And if YOU don’t-I’m telling.

Exactly. “Darling, I asked you to do the dishes. The corollary of that is to tidy the kitchen a bit and clean the stove. No? All right.” OQD’s husband and Attacks Husband are the only men I know who putter around actually cleaning after finishing the dishes. Attacks Husband is single! He’s too good to waste!

I’m refraining from singing Happy Birthday, too. Look at all the self-control I’ve got.

I think I’ll clean the kitchen, and then sort all the socks (Mr. Lissar’s now almost all match, but mine are still all different lengths and colours), do the cat litter and the garbage, sweep, and shorten a pair of jeans. Then maybe I’ll bake a cake for the godparents this evening. I’ll take cake and bread.

Yummy! Have him delivered to me ASAP

I’m not sure I want to be middle management

Howdy everyone. It’s windy and cold today. I’m offf today, so I’m goning to do my one bit of baking I do each year, a pumpkin pie. My total bill for Thanksgiving was about $20. I might do some laundry today, then listen to the Canes game on the radio.

Happy Trails Nava!

rigs, hope the arm feels better soon. Just type your paper with the other hand.

Hey Mika!

taxi, as long as I don’t get the piece with paw prints on it, I’m fine.

LiLi, tea is cold, iced, sweetened, with lemon. I thought we settled that in 1783.

MBG, there’s a protocol? :eek: I may have to run to the ABC store then.

swampy, I don’t have a standard Cavinball mask, will a goalie mask do?

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Happpy Birthday BibloCat!!!

I have looked into buying a kilt in the past, but have found that they are durn expensive. A good kilt (naturally with the proper McCello pattern) would run me in the range of $400.

I would join in scolding you to work on your paper rigs, but I have put off all of my projects this semester until now and I only have two weeks to get them done so I am too busy to accost you.

I tried finding a picture from the Monty Python sketch where aliens were turning men into scottsmen but alas I could find none. So pretend I posted a link to that picture along with a clever comment about it being a picture of me and marvel at my wit. (By the way, that last sentence would make a great sig line for anyone who’s looking. wink wink, nudge nudge)

When I came into work at noon today the office was actually locked, I have never seen it locked when I arrive before. The room in which I work is all contractors and I think that I may well be the only contractor in this part of the building that didn’t take today off. On top of that all the government types in our division are getting out early today, so in about an hour I will likely be the only person in this wing. I expect that to feel a bit wierd.

Oh, and of course

Happy Birthday BookFeline!

GRRROOOAAANNN

I shouldn’t oughta et all that. I’m full. I’m sleepy. Ima goof off the next couple hours then go home. Heck, that’s what everybody else is doin’.

Rigs don’t think we haven’t seen you sneakin’ out to meet boys at the mall. I’m not fooled one bit young lady! Is that paper done? I didn’t think so. March right back in there and get to work. Stompin’ your feet ain’t gonna help missy! Your face is gonna freeze like that one day. You’ll be sorry then!

MBG the holiday protocol around the swampcave involves mostly beer. Though, being all civil and stuff, bloody mary’s are consumed before lunch when the occasion calls. I’m a good Whiskypalian. I know all our Sacraments even. They are Baptism, Holy Communion, Cocktail Hour, Brunch, Coffee (or if you must Tea) Hour, Confession and Annual Pledge Drive.

They break. Maybe Or are broken over people’s and critter’s heads.

RoundBoy just gave us all instructions on how to carve a turkey. I’d be very tempted to call him for clarification tomorrow durting dinner, but he’s home alone this weekend - family is in Indiana - and he’s probably show up at my place.

Well, of COURSE the main menu involves beer, and in fact the garage fridge is already appropriately stocked.

'Cept for the Wife, who made me purchase obscene amounts of wine.

:rolleyes:

Well, yesterday at noon, while I was standing in the just-started rain talking to one of the crew who spoke broken English, it was supposed to be at 8 o’clock this morning. I didn’t laugh at the kid, but I wanted too. So if they don’t start it on Friday, I’m going to assume Monday, as it was originally scheduled.

And Hoppy Birthday BibloCat. I probably won’t be here on your actual birthday, so:
<ahem>
Happy Birthday To You!
Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday Dear BibloCat
Happy Birthday to You!