Worked, dumped, missed the storms. Today is my Firday(Obigatory duken prost!
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I paid $15/visit, 2 visits a day. But Gordie has exceptional bladder control. Or he uses Alex’s litterbox.
Dancer ,cute kittens!
I never heard back from my email. We will pay whatever it is for three days. I need a change of scenery. I will call them if no reply by tomorrow night.
Countdown to my boss leaving has begun. Guam. Closer to his family in Japan. More money. Can’t blame him. Will miss him though. He was not a micromanager which is good. His job is announced on USA Jobs. Pay is more than I make but I am perfectly happy where I am. Twill be interesting to see who replaces him. May be the death knell. Willy Nilly. Don’t really care too much at this point. Our department has imploded and I am a smidge embarrassed to work there anymore.
And after some voodoo magic the TV started irking again. Keepin appt for new equip.
Lovely girls. Please give them extra cuddles and scritches from me.
Irk wasn’t too horrific today, except that there were just way too many of them. Why did half of a large state apparently feel a need to call today?
Moooom, BIL is not going to get another kidney. They have a very tight criteria for handing those out, and not trying will get him off the list fast–can you see Mr. Non-complement following the schedule for the pills afterwards? The best he can hope for is Dialysis three times a week for the rest of his life, and he doesn’t seem the type to show up when he is scheduled.
Today the Big Giant Head (as I’ve taken to calling our building boss) announced all our shifts except one are moving 2 hours later; the exception is an hour. The general reaction from my co-irkers was:
while the bosses were more likeStarting in the middle of next month I may be 8pm-2am pretty much.:smack:
The coloration reminds me of our time-share cat but she was a little shorter haired.
I figgered they knew the lightning strike was acomin’ & wanted to be there for a rare, hot (pocket?) meal. :eek:
Click your heals together three times…
Breakfast (well, the first thing I ate) was some Cadbury chocolate. What? I [del]was[/del] is hongry & it’s the only thing in the room.
Post is too short so now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country. For real.
What did I call him before… PWAISDN? (Partner without an interesting Straight Dope name)
At any rate, today was our third anniversary, so we went for a nice dinner at a fairly spendy (For us, at least. Probably chump change to the expense account set) place up the road in Napa county. Yes, that Napa, the wine Napa…no, not The French Laundry) We did something utterly bizarre and foolhardy - left our phones in the car and actually had a conversation rather than being like so many other people around here that interact only with their phones. Honestly I think they’d text their dinner desires to the waiter if they could.
Mr Fabulous, to whom I’m supposed to start handing this project over, hasn’t shown up. I’m not impressed; my officemates who will need to be working with him onward, even less. We had him around at another time: he moved dates three times, eventually showed up, provided a ton of information that we’d been missing (and which should already have been available from other people, except this company doesn’t believe in conmunyikashon) and promptly toddled off. He doesn’t speak a word of French despite having spent years in France; this doesn’t endear him to the locals at all. Mrs Amazing, the other internal expert who knows a different set of things nobody else does know (because again komyuneecazione) and who is supposed to come help with testing doesn’t speak any English. The way forward appears to be lined with many, many hours of not being able to communicate even if you do want to.
I came in to work despite having what already seems like a Cold of Doom because Mr Fabulous was coming in, but now I’m spending the morning doing a lot of not much. My officemate who’s back from vacation today is spending it getting all his passwords reset. Maybe you can help, gotti? And congratulations on the anniversary, you strange person who has conversations out loud you.
I took some kitty pics the other day. Biiiggg kitties. Striped biiiggg kitties. Striped biiiggg kitties, one “G”, & no springs! 
(will try to upload them once I’m on a different continent).
You already are on a different continent. So where are the kitty pics?
Trust me - any continent he’s on is going to be a bit “different” for the experience. 
Damn – up this early and this far down the page? <snaps fingers>
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 76 Amurrkin out and rainin’ with a predicted high of 86 with rain/tstorms/apocalypse predicted all day. Good day to be inside and dry. Laundry is on today’s agenda. Rah. I have also decided that sup tonight will honor Taco (OLÈ!) Tuesday.
Dancer cute kittehs!
gotti Happy Anniversary!
Bumba happy new digs!
Everyone else, yays, boos, hugs, noogies, chitlin’s, trouts, how you doin’s all around as needed.
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, onward into the day!
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
I was wondering about that - thanks for enlightening me. MIL was asking last night if she could donate a kidney. This is the same MIL who’s got macular degeneration, a pacemaker, and who is upset because her doctor won’t do back surgery on her and she suspects it’s because of her age… **FCD **was quick to point out that the surgery could possibly kill her, even if they were willing to do it. So that conversation ended fast.
We had a t-storm come thru last night - much-needed precip. Our heat wave is supposed to last thru Thurs, and on Fri, when we’re taking the inlaws back to Ocala, our highs will be low 80s. :smack: It’s been miserable for them - FIL is supposed to walk every day, but it’s so hot and humid, he can’t bear more than about 10 minutes outside. It’s no better in Ocala. I feel so sorry for them on so many levels. And it’s gotten me thinking about when we hit our 80s.
Aging ain’t for sissies.
But it’s another day in paradise and I’ve got a pile of crap on my desk to get off my desk.
Happy Tuesday!!
Happy Toosday!
Woke up at 5, decided to get up since I forgot to order groceries yesterday.
We will be off (I’m always a bit off - I know) to the park in a bit.
Ripple is hanging all over me saying I love you mommy when are we leaving I loooooooooove you.
Amazing how sweet people, and critters, can be when they want something.
So today will be picking up groceries, and paying a bill that is due tomorrow, and of course, IRK!
Today I get to pay the water bill. They read the meter 7/8. Bill was due 9/15. Bill hit the mailbox yesterday.
Whisky Tango Foxtrot?
Pouring rain on my drive to irk and now raining here at irk. I nearly had to pull over due to very hard rain. I am here though.
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Morning all. Actually did something constructive upon awakening and replaced the internal battery in my computer…and it’s still working, so perhaps I have done something right. Time will tell.
Heading back up to 98F today and they’re giving us a 20% chance of showers, but I’m doubtful. Soccer practice will be the easier drills, no need to cause heat exhaustion.
Alien, I don’t worry about those things; there are fundamental laws of the universe that say utility bills will always be not understandable. As long as the numbers are about what you expect, just pay it…
FCM, hope the in-laws manage ok.
Nava, exactly how does that company stay in business? To quote from a movie I’m fond of “I’ve seen better organized riots.”
OK, need to make myself presentable and forage for sustenance.
Been generally adulting myself silly. Hope to nap before irk. Darn toe/foot cramp made sleep real tough last night.