I couldn’t face leftovers, so Pizza Hotline will be bringing me a calzone and a salad. Meanwhile, I’m showered and dressed in a comfy sweatsuit, my sprinkler is turned off, and all in all, life is good.
Jim, you one funny fellow.
I couldn’t face leftovers, so Pizza Hotline will be bringing me a calzone and a salad. Meanwhile, I’m showered and dressed in a comfy sweatsuit, my sprinkler is turned off, and all in all, life is good.
Jim, you one funny fellow.
I just spent an interestin’, but informative 45 minutes on a phone call about Life Alert. JDD is wantin’ to get this for his mother, who is 89 and lives alone in a very rural place. She, his sis and his bro will do pretty much whatever he says needs to be done, so he’s been investigatin’ the idea of gettin’ his mom one of those or one of the competitor’s systems. He asked me if I’d call to get some info to see if it matched up with the info he got from a phone call he made. I gotta say, I was impressed with the professionalism and the detail in answerin’ every question I threw at the person I talked to concernin’ Life Alert. Not to sound like a commercial, but if’n I was gonna get sump’n like that, that just might be my choice. Anywho, the info I got and the info he got matched up all the way. So, I have a feelin’ Miss Becky will soon be a Life Alert customer. I’m a good friend.
In other news, dindin will be whatever is foraged outta da fridge. I told OYKW that. I hear foragin’ in the kitchen. I have a feelin’ there will be a lot less satanic ovaries in da cave shortly.
You cannot convince me his name played no part in his career decision.
I got caught in a hailstorm on the Blue Ridge Parkway today. It is November, right?
**MOOOOM **, I do my best.
Swampy why do I hear you moaning and saying “I’VE FALLEN AND I CAN"T GET UP, ALSO THERE ARE SHARKS”(One day I will get the SHARK launcher working)
Spaz The Blue Ridge PKWY is one of the most beautiful places I have ever driven but the fog, sunshine, fog cycle was insane.
Cheers all
Jim
I was going to say I’m having a gyro for lunch
then I looked at the clock
I’m having an extremely messy gyro for dinner. I’ve had to wipe sauce out of my hair and pick feta cheese off my shirt. Why does good food have to be so messy?
Thank you for the link Swampy. Pan fried cookies, why not
Funny story Capt.
Speaking of messy - don’t order a calzone with double mushrooms - you’ll wind up with a calzone in a puddle. It was tasty but very drippy.
It’s raining! I had no idea we were supposed to get rain. I know it was going to get quite chilly tonight, but I missed the part where “partly cloudy” means rain.
sari and MOOOOOOM if you end up wearin’ your food, that’s when you KNOW it’s good.
Jim the Life Alert person said they take care of ANY emergency. Thus, I assume that means shark launch attacks. I didn’t ask about that, but that’s what they implied so I’d hold 'em to it!
Hi. Not going to complain. (Just did so on fb, won’t do it here.)
Going to finish my big project tonight or rather before I go to bed again. That will leave me with only one minor project left for the semester other than just the day to day stuff.
I feel like I’m livin’ in two time zones. I set back all the clocks that need to be manually set back. I’m sittin’ here lookin’ at two clocks. One says it’s 7:40 P.M., and the other says 8:40 P.M. Freaky!
I’ll do mine in the morning - that way I get an extra hour of sleep
don’t refute this. I need the illusion.
I’m feeling VERY VERY cranky today.
Nettie perhaps you need some deviled aigs. Or maybe pointy stick wieldin’ Sri Lankan spiders.
Siccing the spider brigade on the idiot drivers infesting this city might be a good idea. Chocolate might, too (good thing I have leftover Halloween candy, even if the lack of trick-or-treaters was intensely disappointing).
Currently browning some pork chops that are about to go into the oven with some canned mushrooms and cream of mushroom soup for a while. Rice will also need to be prepared. I need a comfort-food meal.
Ain’t nuttin’ wrong with comfort food Nettie. Sometimes ya just gotta.
Goin’ to services in the morning. We’ll see how the fishing gods favor me…
One of these days I’ll deheathenate instead.
I finished my project!*
*Yeah, ok, I need to proofread and upload everything but it’s close enough to done for me.
Who puts feta cheese on a gyro? At least it wasn’t Swiss cheese.
DH is semi famous for his deviled eggs. No Siri, they’re not decided eggs!
I’ve had a migraine all day, and reading this about the Salvation Army didn’t help.
Between comfort-dinner (and even Alton Brown is cordially invited to keep any food-snobbery to himself!) and some leftover Halloween candy, I think I feel a little better. May call it a night early (I didn’t get much sleep last night and had an all-day seminar to attend), since deheathenating is on tomorrow’s schedule. Most of the non-self-adjusting clocks have already been attended to.
Well, I was wrong - Higgs didn’t wake me at 4 (being what had been 5) - no, she started barking at 3! :eek: **FCD **shut the door so her barking was muted, and it sorta helped, till Ziva horked up a hairball - there’s a sound you cain’t hardly ignore! So finally, at the new 4:15, I gave up and got up. Higgs has been out, but not fed yet - she can wait for the proper feeding time.
And I think I know why she was barking - I left the window open in the family room, where her crate is, and it had dropped to 45° so she was probably cold. She does seem to be susceptible to lower temps. But the window is now closed and she’s happily gnawing on the stubby remnants of her antler. I’ll feed her, then me, in half an hour or so.
Today is my sweetie’s birthday, and he’s decided he wants a devil’s food cake with fudge frosting. I’ll need to go to the grocery to get some ingrediments (is too a word!!) and I’ll bake it for him this afternoon. I’m going to make a big pot o’ veggie-beef soup, and I need to empty the dishwasher. And we can’t forget about scooping the cat box, can we?? Not that I want to brag about my whirlwiind, jetset lifestyle or anything…
I think I need caffeine. I know I need sleep, but that ain’t gonna happen, so Happy Sunday. <yawn>
I woke up entirely too early this morning. Think I’ll go do laundry now.