Oh, lord. “Super-absorbent Briefs!”. Thanks, Jahdra. Those are really funny.
Come to my office! I’m swamped with work. There’s been no shortage of meetings and people breaking servers. Not a good omen for “Black Friday” when we’ll shovel in more coal so our mainframes can be pushed closer to their limits than usual, processing all of those ATM cash withdrawals and credit card purchases. Last I knew, those bad boys can crunch about 4 million transactions per second.
Someone (I’m too lazy to go back and see who) said something about spending $150 or so at the grocery store and wondering what they forgot. We spent $260 last night at the not outrageously manic Safeway and got home to realize that we’d forgotten smooth jellied cranberry stuff for the folks that haven’t the sense to like the lumpy home-made stuff with real cranberries and orange zest. :smack:
My boss told CC (cool coworker) and me to leave early. But he didn’t define “early.” I’m thinking an hour before usual time or 5 minutes after Boss leaves is the way to go. What does everyone else think?
Yeah, all the government types here got that as well as two hours (which I assume were something for Thanksgiving), so I have this entire floor to myself for the last 2+ hours. Its eerie in here when its empty.
Hmm. Maybe they’re trying to tell me something. I went to look at all the open positions in the firm (which is password controlled), and the only location option is for Papua New Guinea-All. Sadly, there are not any open positions in Papua New Guinea at this time.
Ok, that’s better. Birmingham, AL is in urgent need of an AA. Let’s see, Philadelphia, Milwaukee, Princeton, ooh Seattle, with a fun group, too, NYC (in forensics!), Atlanta, McLean, San Francisco (no, thanks, same management) all need AAs. And then there are the EA positions in this office. I wonder if I should apply for those. Maybe I’ll spend the afternoon polishing my resume.
taxi, that sounds like a safe guideline.
Oh, my house smells yummy! The buttermilk pie is done, the peach streusel pie is in the oven, and the cat box is clean! 
I ran a load in the dishwasher. I took the dog out - it was super ick, so she peed and pooed quick.
**FCD ** is stuck in traffic, but he’s agreed that we can go out for dinner. Yay!
Speaking of underwear, I really should run a load of unders and socks. But that would require going downstairs. <insert deep, sad sigh> Maybe after dinner?
Depends on how long it takes him to clear the parking lot.
Be sure to check his desk to make sure he hasn’t left anything he’s likely to come back for.
[sub]Don’t ask me how I learned that one.[/sub]
The eye looks fine SCL, don’t worry about it.
Happy Birthday Biblio!!!
Happy Turkey Day, everybody!!!
That was me. And I now know what I forgot. Whipping cream and margarine ( my husband eats it). Damn.
I haven’t done a thing, ONE THING, I TELL YOU, on my paper today AND I’M PROUD OF THAT!!! HA! MBG and SWAMPY WILL JUST HAVE TO COME OVER HERE AND MAKE ME DO MY PAPER!!!
I am off to read sampiro’s latest-I’m a day or so behind. Soon, I’ll take a hot soak, to try to get rid of the ache in these old bones and THEN, I MIGHT do some of my paper…
Lisslar I think that would be the coolest reason for anyone joining the SDMB ever. Let her speak to us of safety pins and elastic. I can hardly wait.
Oh, and whilst all of you are [del]sitting on your fat asses, putting on poundage and getting indigestion, as well as putting up with various kinfolk[/del]celebrating tomorrow, I will be at work-saving lives and Making A Difference. <adjusts halo>
pouts
I want 59 minutes, how come I can’t have it huh, c’mon, PULLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAASE?
No, I do not speak this way to my boss. I’m going to quietly ask him, and if he says no, no biggie.
Supervisors stated they’d like to see Saturday’s work outtahere tonight - I tried telling My Very Own AC that and asked her to split what she had left with me - she insists they said only thru Friday had to get out - I don’t want to fight with her because I will become very nasty (and that sort of thing was the one negative on my review) I outrank AC but not in a significant way, so I can’t tell her to give it up. It is therefore not my fault the the 18th ain’t going anywhere, and I am telling my bosses that.
Ciao, dudes, I’m taking my free hour.
Laundry is in the washer, and pie is in the oven(I hope I didn’t reverse them. :eek: )
Boss called, I will be doing the overnight tonight, so I will be off tomorrow. I think I’ll take a little nap as soon as pie and clothes are done.
LiLi, songs vary by parish. Some of the parishes around here are into the praise n’ guitar, and some (like mine) are more traditional, with a bit of Latin thrown in for good measure.
All you clock watchers can go home now, I’ll authorize it. (Hey, I’m management)
Ah, home for the loooong weekend - with yummies in the fridge waiting for me for tomorrow - I stopped at (as my Dad used to call it) Boston Charlie on the way home and bought toikey, stuffin, garlic & dill** N.O.T.**s, grimbims, gravy, -n- cornbred - I got creamed spinitch and squished squash in da freeza - oh, and I got a pumpkin pie (but no whipped cream - may I’ll run out for some HD Rum Raisin from Dairy barn at some point tomorrow) so Ima gonna have me a super tra-dish-on-ale tanxgivin’ dinna. yummmmmmmmm :):):):):):):)
Canineservant, you’re the best! Unfortunately, I’m the only one here, so I can’t leave until 5. AC told me she was leaving at 1:30, oh and uh, that’s ok, right, and can you stay until 5:30? Fine with me if you leave, but my hours are 8 - 5. I don’t have anything left undone at home, so I don’t mind. I just think the cascading out of office notices might be a tad annoying to anyone trying to reach a live person.
NC’s voicemail: “If you are trying to contact NC, please contact New Girl.”
New Girl’s VM: “If you are trying to reach New Girl, contact AC.”
AC’s VM: “If you are trying to contact AC, please contact Jahdra.”
So I went to lunch and told reception to forward any calls to my boss.
We went to the Mexican restaurant down the street for lunch and my favorite menu item was the special today! And then I had flan for dessert, since I won’t be overindulging tomorrow. The bad news is that they’ve had their liquor license suspended. Uh oh. It was pretty quiet, and it’s usually a madhouse before the holidays, since they make awesome margaritas there. I hope this is just temporary, because they serve excellent, inexpensive lunches.
:eek: Stop the presses! It SNOWED here last night!!! :eek: Okay, alla you yanks would snerk big time at the flurries but it was gen-u-ine newsworthy for Central Flawduh. The TV stations actuallly sent out video crews.
Thanks for all the well wishes for Grampy. I wish I could say he is doing better but that’s just not the case. The results from a PSA test we requested are not good. Not much fight left when you are a week shy of 91 years old. I just don’t want him to suffer.
Happy birthday, Bibbi, and many more!
Appropriate oos, ahs, tsks, and yays as deemed necessary.
Bear, seems you are the dream flavor of the week. I dreamed of you and ACBG dressed in appropriatly moss draped bear costumes. I believe you had a TV show.
Got a Lil Butterball in the oven tonite. Dinner will be at Barbee’s tomorrow. Normally I bake but things as they are, a nummy looking rum cake from the bakery will have to do. Barbee’s daughter is doing apple pie so there will be an authentic dessert afterall.
Happy turkey day all!
Hi, all. Happy Turkey Day to everyone. It sounds like you all have been busy cooking up a storm and sneaking out of work early. Except for rigs, who is being a VERY VERY bad girl! And don’t you roll your eyes at me, young lady! I’ve just been working – got a rush job yesterday that took up my whole life for about 24 hours. It’s annoying, but it’s also called job security!
We’re going to go out for Turkey Day dinner rather than cook. All the young people are elsewhere, and neither of us is anxious to spend hours in the kitchen for just the two of us. But we’re going to a nice place, that’s on the water and has good food, so it’s all good, right?
We had a piece of good news today: The gummint job that the gummint types who Papa Tigs works with want him to have was posted so he could apply. It was posted after close of business yesterday – which counts as day 1 – and is open for five days. Which means it closes Sunday. Along with many, many other interesting little features designed to ensure that there is only ONE viable candidate for the job. We are very happy about the whole situation, needless to say; among other things, he can buy back his military time, and this will enable him to retire several years earlier than he might otherwise. Plus we’re hoping for a nice pay raise in the bargain. We shall see. It should all become official early next week; so please cross fingers and toes and anything else applicable <snerk> for us!
After I got road bag goodies and tp (I was down to the last roll - horrors!) I decided to go by the Doc-in-a-Box and see if I could get some pain meds. The entire side of my head hurts. Sign says 8 to 8. Door is locked, and it’s 5:30. So I come home and call. “Our holiday hours are 8-6.” So they’re open till 6 but they lock the doors at 5:30; that means they are closed at 5:30. I did ask the very rude girl on the phone to please post holiday hours so they won’t waste people’s time. I’m sure it won’t get done. The doctor in that place is very nice but some of his staff aren’t. So no pain meds for me. Between the eye and the sniffles I am not a particularly happy camper at the moment. At least I have hockey tomorrow to look forward to.
In addition to the original Doperball rules, you should know that the last time we played (the game that Drae started last year) we found that teams worked out better if lower-cased names were one team and upper-cased the other. Easier to keep track of who was on which team and also that seemed to get enough people together for two teams.
LiLi, as doggio said, music varies a lot from parish to parish, so apparently you’ve just been lucky. Also, I think QuasiDaughter should definitely try to come in here and defend herself. But don’t let her see that link that Jah posted. It’s scary. Also, will she want to read about the impending proposal? Maybe next MMP… (We’ll keep quiet, really we will.)
Snow? In Flahrdah? Not possible.
Hope everyone who’s celebrating has a HAPPY THANKSGIVING.
I’ve been to Target; entry fee was something like $185. But I used up a bunch of soon-to-expire coupons on laundry stuff, got a container for some stuff I need to put in the basement, found a couple of presents, and got some miscellaneous supplies for work (dish detergent and hand soap, paper plates, plastic forks and spoons, etc.; we’re running low on all of the above, so I figured I’d stock up).
Also moved a bunch of containers from the front yard to the back yard and put several empty pots in the garage. Now it’s time to do some cleaning here, then some grocery shopping, then little brother will be here, I presume.
Back to work.
GT
Dayum, that’s one stiff cover charge for Target! I may not go next week!
:eek:
OK, so I made Kielbasa and potatoes (N.O.T. ) all rotten, aka potatoes au gratin for dinner.
I just took more aspirin for my aches. I also had some pecan pie and now am stuffed to the gills. (sort of like husbands having sympathy pains during pregnancy or something).
I hate feeling stuffed.
Sorry about the Doc in the Box, SNL -can you get a cool cloth, some Motrin and some sleep?
Mama Tiger -if I may be so bold-what do you do?
I suppose I need to go work on that blasted thing some. Uniform is all ironed for the morning.
Rigs must we post somebody at the door to make sure you stay in your room and finish that paper young lady? And you can just stop with that snippy attitude! It will do you no good. Now, get to work. We’ll have you loathing grad school yet. 
Puggy snow? Dang! I mean it’s cool and cloudy here but not snowy. Tres weird. So, does the tv show look like it’ll be a hit?
SCL I like the cool cloth, Motrin and a quiet room prescription. You should do that.
Pies, dressing and gravy are done. The collards are simmering and in just a bit will be turned off. All will be put into the beerator overnight and be slowly reheated tomorrow. Mr. T. Turkey is clean and wrapped and sitting in main fridge. Tomorrow morning he will be injected with butter-creole marinade, rubbed with cajun spices and plopped in the roaster oven to bake.
Oh, and ACBG is a bad person. Unbeknownst to me, he ordered a chocolate cake for tomorrow. Remember me talking about the caramel cake? Well, the same lady makes a nummy chocolate cake with thin layers and a fudge chocolate icing that literally drips down and permeates every layer of the cake. The reason he is a bad person is that the cake is sitting on the breakfast table taunting us. Y’all know how hard it is to have chocolate cake just sittin’ around? Shame on him! I told him that. He now realizes the error of his ways. Y’all should hear that cake taunting us! It just sits there saying, “I’m a nummy chocolate cake but you can’t eat me yet cause I’m dessert for company tomorrow. Neener! Neener! Neener!” Mean ol’ chocolate cake!
We have chocolate cake, caramel cake and sweet N.O.T. pies for dessert tomorrow. I foresee much misery.
The swampcave smells all Thanksgivingy. Good thing I’m tahred from all that baking and cooking this afternoon. I’d never be able to sleep with all those good smells. I need some beerverages.
[sub]I am using my time to make a voodoo doll of swampus and I’ma gonna start sticking pins in it reeeeaaaaall soon[/sub]
Off to my hot soak.
I think for my paper that a fresh approach is needed. I’ll think on it for awhile.