I’m glad that we both have small families. Less confusion, fewer difficult naming problems.
I was going to do laundry today, but it’s raining, and I don’t want to drag laundry six blocks in the rain. I’m a wimp. I will instead compile a grocery list, read, and do my Fun Physio Exercises! And maybe go to noon mass.
I’ve decided to go with the log cabin design, which is the first one I saw that I liked. The others were ok, but both KeithT and I just really really liked the log cabin one. It’s got dark blue and browns in it, which are the colors we have in the room already plus greens and a little burgundy so we could redecorate at some point if we wanted.
I’d post a picture, but the person who sent them to me didn’t reduce the size, and now I’m at work and don’t have photo software, and I don’t think anyone wants to download a 2M file. But someday I’ll remember to make them small and then I’ll post them.
Not a good morning so far. One of the cats peed in the closet on my sweaters. The sweaters are all in plastic sweater bags (well, actually bags that sheets or blankets came in, but they’re really similar to sweater bags!) but some of it must have gotten through the zipper area on the bags because the sweater I wanted to put on this morning smelled. Ugh.
The weird part is that the sweaters and closet didn’t smell like cat pee. But I saw yellow liquid and there was a yucky - jut not a cat like - smell. So I don’t really know what it is, but unless one of us humans stumbled into the closet instead of the bathroom in the middle of the night, I can’t imagine that it’s anything other than cat pee. :eek:
And then I forgot to add milk to my tea before leaving for work this morning. I hate black tea. So I threw in some creamer stuff here at work, but it just doesn’t taste very good. 
I fed the cats three times yesterday.
I fed them before bed.
They’re out of food. How can you be hungry? You ate half you bodyweight yesterday!Mutant evil stupid landsharks!
It’s a rainy morning here. I’m having my coffee before work, critters have been fed. LiLi, I know what you mean. my cat is 5lbs, the dog is 35lbs, but I swear the cat outeats the dog some days.
Good morning! Everyone’s still here, AFAICT, but it’s early yet. I expect consequences from yesterday, dammit! They’re so afraid of lawsuits and then they pull a passive-aggressive stunt like that. If it had been me, they’d be down not 2 but 3 people this morning. And if I were the boss, which is why I’m not, our supervisor wouldn’t be any more. But she’s one of the Pretty Princesses, so she’ll probably keep on doing what she’s doing and get away with it.
I got a message this morning. The people who misplaced my money found the remittance advice last night and they are going to try to get my money back from the wrong place. Sigh. At this point, I’d rather they leave it alone, but I don’t think I’ll muddy the waters anymore and just let them do what they’re going to do. And if it doesn’t work out, no biggie.
Every morning I feed Smokey, usually wet food, but if I’m out I put some kibble in her morning dish - she also has a perpetual supply of kibble in a gallon feeder. But no matter what time of day I walk into the kitchen and no matter the reason, she thinks it’s feeding time. Plus, I can never eat my own meals in piece. She insists I share whatever I’m eating. little moocher. =^.^=
How about them Bears, huh? Woo!
Ok, it was ugly, I’ll take the “W”.
Someone (glaring at Wife) closed the door to the basement last night, leaving Scarlett locked in there all night. I heard her crying at about 4 am, but I thought she was just wandering around in the living room, complaining. The Wife got up at 5 because she couldn’t stand it anymore, and saw Cuervo sitting by the closed door, just listening. For those of you that don’t know, they do NOT like each other. She terrorizes him. So, it had to be great fun for him to sit there and listen to her misery all night. Good Boy Cuervo.
THEN, to top it off, the Wife left without feeding them. So I dropped some kibble in the bowl, and Scarlett managed to eat without having to talk to me to thank me. Ungrateful animal.
’Mika, I owe you one. One of the clues in today’s lunchtime crossword was ‘Indian Bread’, and because you’ve talked about it here, I knew the answer (nan)…
Woohoo! Got my birthday package from Best Friend! The cats think it was a present for them (the box) but I just got a load of Trader Joe’s stuff! Cookies, chili mangoes (haven’t tried those before) ginger chews, sauces, peanut butter cups.
I’m eating Trader Joe’s Spiced Lentils Something Or Other for lunch. It’s tasty.
A drive-by – I started a new medication last night that I was warned could make me nauseous, and either it has, or I’ve come down with a nausea bug. Excuse me while I go sulk in the corner and turn green. :rolleyes:
AAAAAA. runs around in a panic I’m okay. As much as I like grad school, it’s hard. Especially when you almost oversleep a class. Fortunately my roommate woke me up in time to book it over there. Here’s a physics equation for you: Chicken - head = me. My test is at 3 pm, and then I have to observe a lab session tonight for my How to be a TA class. Then I have to write up some sort of summary of that, and do the mechanics homework, by Thursday. I can do this … right? :eek:
Cute Girl (henceforth known as CG) has me wrapped around her little finger and probably doesn’t even know it.
Cats actually have microscopic black holes in their stomachs. wise nod
Pun.
I’m gonna go be anxious some more.
:hands Tigs sympathy and a bucket:
I really hate working on tasks that involve someone else’s input on a regular basis. What I’m supposed to be doing today requires that I do step 1, have someone review the results and tell me what to do on step 2. Go do that. Give them the results. Be told what to do on step 3. Give them the results. And so on. And of course every time I finish my part, I have to wait forever for them to tell me what to do on the next step.
This is supposed to be a weekly task for the next 6 weeks or so. Boy this is going to be fun.
I have just started Gilead (on page nineteen) because it was recommended in a book I read over the weekend. I think I may have to run around forcing people to buy it, and giving away copies. I’m only on page nineteen. Stay posted.
It was the Pulitzer winner for 2005, for anyone who pays attention to my book-rants.
Spats, I’ve never commented on the Pun 'O the day, but that cracked me up! Good job!
And by the way, cute girls exist only for wrapping guys around fingers. Pretend you don’t like it, I dare you.
you got a real nice friend, Li-Li
**tigs ** - please feel better - I know how you feel - every time they change my meds I go thru that
I wish I were cute enough to do some finger wrapping…
Glad you liked it. 
No, it’s true. Truer words were never spoken. In fact, one might almost define cute as the ability to wrap guys around one’s finger. I’m so wrapped, you can all call me Saran.
Okay, now I am Le Cranky. Stoopit clients think I have nothing better to do than copy and fax backup invoices from last month’s miscellaneous billing that I have ALREADY sent to them WITH the invoice. Stoopit clients. :mad: [obligatory swampy snerk provided in his absence]Billing <snerk>[/osspiha]
rifty, how does cute girl feel about your puns?
Howdy y’all! This is a quick drive-by betwixt appointments. I gotta go out again in a few minutes. Iowa is, umm… ok. It rained yesterday and might snow some tomorrow. :eek: Not bad snow though, just a little bitty snow. Oh, and there may be an airline strike. I’m fighting with TPTB over making sure I get home ok. I will win.
I haven’t read all the way through yet. Great OP though Nava!
Bye!
Hi swampy! ::waves:: I read at the end of last week that you flew through here. Wave when you fly back through. (If you don’t get stuck in Iowa because of strikes! :eek:)