Keep meaning to say, welcome back shortdrum! We missed you.
Just came across this story that made me think of swampy’s cooking repertoire: http://onlyagame.wbur.org/2013/04/13/pimento-cheese-sandwich-masters
It’s Saturday. Yay!
Hugs al.
GT
Happy Saturday.
It’s 14 degrees above freezing, the sun is shining, looks like the beginning to a beautiful day.
You ever one of those dreams where you are trying to scream but nothing is coming out.
I had one of those but woke up actually screaming, big damn wuss that I am.
I dreamed I was looking at a house and there was a note that the in ground pool will be filled in by the seller. I look in the hole and there’s a couple of cars, a few pickups, and 18 wheeler and a railroad car in there. Big pool, I’m wondering how they are going to get that stuff out of there or are they just going to pile the dirt on top.
First they would have to drain all the oil and gasoline and other fluids out of them because if they leak it can get into the ground water and end up in the bay.
(Even in my dreams I am practical and green ya know).
Then I am inside the house and I (something I would never do) turn on the TV. I walk around the house and I get this icky feeling I need to get out of there. Out of the corner of my eye I see a chair starting to move.
I pick up the remote to turn off the TV and it won’t work.
More furniture is starting to move, and it’s moving faster and the room feels angry.
Now I know I want to get out of the house but the remote won’t work.
I have to decide if I want to walk further into the house to turn off the TV manually or if I want to run right out the door, because now the furniture is moving to block the way out.
The conflict between not wanting to be rude and leave the TV on and my desire to run like hell made me scream and wake up.
So it looks like from the timestamp of some of these posts, we’re allowed to post in the evenings? Hmmmm… this is quite a scientific discovery I’ve made here.
Sticky and I are going to a Dopefest tonight! I’ve never been to one, so I’m kinda excited.
I had a last minute almost-change-of-plans when it appeared that my son’s h.s. academic challenge meet that was taped in Feb. was going to air tonight, but it turns out it’s next week. I would have been persona-non-grata if I’d missed the airing (even though I was there for the taping!)
His team finished in the top 10 for the region (78 schools, I think), so they’re getting treated to a fancy-schmany lunch next week at the country club owned by the huge insurance company that sponsors the whole tournament.
Happy Saturday, all!
Mowage, edgin’, blowin’ (the yahd kind) and showerage have been achieved. A quiet productive mornin’. Go Me! However, I’s tahrd! I told OYKW to just stay in and chill and let me take care of it and he, of course, was glad to do so. 
gt they’re idjits over in Augusta. A very good super sharp cheddar cheese or what we call “hoop cheese” (it’s round, has a red rind and is a deep orange in color), pimentos, mayo, black pepper and maybe a little salt (not altogether necessary as the cheese adds saltiness) are all one needs to make proper pimento cheese. If one feels all snooty one can add some onion or some garlic but that’s just guildin’ the lily. Their grandmas need to come whack 'em upside the haid with an iron skillet and knock some sense into 'em.
freebie yay for stickybuns and you goin’ to a dope fest and your sooper smart son!
drew one may post any time of day and as often as one wishes. We’re willy-nilly like that.
sari you’re subconscious is tellin’ you not to buy a haunted house.
Poor Willy. How does willy feel about us being all willy-nilly about hyphenating his name with the word nilly?
Swampy I think you may be right.
Maybe I should stop looking at house that are over 100 years old and start looking at some newer ones.
Although there is no guarantees.
The new one could be built on the site of an old cemetery or scene of a murder.
Have fun Freebie and Sticky
I have to finish my taxes, irk, finish copying documents and maybe bake some of those little pies that you bake in the apple.
I promised the kid we would make them.
Although he’s old enough to do it himself but he likes for us to do things together that way.
Inside voice: So you’re going with Cap’n; ifn there’s no interwebz in Guam we’re finally rid of you. If Mrs. v3.0 won’t seal the box, I’ll gladly travel there to do it; I’ll even bring extra tape. Oh, & remember not to type this out.
Outside voice: Whatever reason would you need a bigger box for, Flytrap, won’t Cap’n comfortably fit in the one you got?
Little Willy Don’t Care. Now y’all have an earworm. 
You’re a cruel cruel bear Swampy
Now I know why we need a bigger box.
Too bad I can’t load internet videos while I’m out on the boat 
I’m about to sign off for the day. You all have a wonderful Saturday!
Nappage and N.O.L. have occured. Life is good.
Kopek will be there as well! It’ll be like a mini-mumpfest inside a dopefest! Oh, and I’m bring oatmeal cookies instead of fork favors (except of course for the item that I’m bringing for freebie). My silverware supplier is MIA and I’m a bit worried.
Now I just need to finish some homework that’s due while I’m out.
That’s what Nanowrimo is for. You can join me for the July session!
I didn’t get anything written yesterday. I was bad and didn’t go straight home from work to have lunch. Instead I cruised up into the wilderness and pulled off at one point and poked around near the river. Got home around 3, ate lunch, read a little (I’m reading the Father Brown stories. They’re cute, although some of his conclusions are questionable).
I woke up early this morning and I’ve gotten a fair amount of writing done, but not enough. I just had second breakfast and emailed the other two people who wanted to beta-read. I need to focus on writing again though. I also have to clean my kitchen this weekend, and I’ve got a party this evening that I’m driving a friend too, and a swap meet tomorrow morning with my mom.
I kind of liveblog a little on Facebook and Twitter as I’m writing, if anybody wants to watch. I probably won’t be back here for the rest of the weekend once I finish looking. I can’t remember my password to sign on on my phone or kindle, which is probably just as well.
Look, why don’t we just get a reallY big box, and hold a Guam Mumpfest?
Is wet, and I overslept, and am now fighting (and losing) the temptation to let the chip shop make dinner- I just went shopping, and I have plenty of easy cook stuff in, so there’s really no excuse, but I want my greasy carbs dammit!
Whew! What a day so far!! After breakfast, we loaded the trash and recycling, took it to the Charlotte Hall Convenience center, then went to Waldorf. **FCD **found some long unders for his bike ride tomorrow morning, then we went to Home Depot and looked at some furniture for our deck. They didn’t have exactly what we want in stock, but we can order it and have it delivered for free, so I’ll do that shortly.
On the way back, we stopped so **FCD **could pick his bike up - they weren’t able to de-squeak the brakes but the stuff they need will be delivered on Tuesday and he’ll take the bike back then. He brought it home and I made a quick stop for bread and cream cheese.
After changing into grubbies, he fired up the chain saw, and we cleared out some little trees that needed to be gone. Then he washed his bike and I dug up a couple of roots and a stump and transplanted 3 azaleas (with some help from my sweetie, because one was huge!!! It’s a good thing no one was there with a video cam - I fell on my ass twice - once I even rolled down the slope a little ways. I didn’t hurt myself, but I got cruddy enough to need a shower. And I amassed some more scratches - I look like I rassle cats!
We just got back from a late lunch. I need to sew some patches on one of FCD’s vests. He’ll be on an all day ride/poker run tomorrow on the eastern shore, so I’ll be home without adult supervision. :eek: I’m going to try to move a couple more azaleas, or maybe I’ll plant my roses. We’ll see how I feel in the morning.
Have fun at the mini Mumpfest! Take pics (unlike those of us who met in Bowie last month…)
That’s all I’ve got for now. I’s achy and I need a nap, but I’ve got sewing to do.
That was a foot of sheets and it actually turned out to be less, only about 10 sheets total. I also found 3 tissues left over from my sinus issues.
We did manage to survive the night, but only barely. I didn’t have time to get TP before the baby shower because there’s nothing open early in my town. I had to drive two towns over to find a 24 hour CVS and by that point I really had to get to the shower. Luckily for Sweetie, I found some baby wipes in my school bag (no idea why I have them) in case he had a brown alert (which he didn’t) while I was gone.
I just got home now. We still only have 12 rolls but that’ll last us until I have the motivation to go back to the store.
The baby shower was really nice. The kids played with each other while the adults ate and oohed and awwwed over the pressies. My best friend got a lot of really awesome stuff, including a lot of wicked cool handmade stuff. She loved the shoes, teddy bear and lion, and the pacifiers I got and thought the first aid kit was hilarious (for her husband when he’s home alone and panicking about minor injuries). He was really happy about the stroller clip-on coffee mug holder and their son was very happy about the soccer tickets.
I spent the entire time on my feet between setting up, helping with the presents, and cleaning up and now my bad knee is extremely mad at me. I think I’m actually going to have to break down and see someone about it. I know I have to lose weight but it’s damn hard when the slightest impact makes it hurt. I go to the pool but I’m really not a good enough swimmer to get any kind of aerobic benefit from it so it’s more just relief from my weight. Unfortunately my bad knee and bad hip are on the same leg so when they both get going I’m one very unhappy girl.
Icing my knee right now so I can actually walk at work tonight. 
No word yet from the mechanic on what’s wrong with the Beast. I want my baby back. We’ll be fine for the next couple days but Tuesday will be a problem. Sweetie has a production in RI and I have class in Worcester and work in Sturbridge. We both need to be everywhere on time, with only one vehicle.
shortdrum twelve rolls is at best the minimum of an emergency supply of tp. Let’s just hope the apocolypse does not happen before you restock with the requisite supply. 
Glad the shower was fun.
So, I put a turkey boob in the slow cooker this mornin’ and it’s all moist and tender. I have also made a squish casserole. I shall steam some green beans in a bit (fresh ones no less!) and bake up some rolls. That’s a big dindin. Whatever got into me! Oh, I plan on leftovers for N.O.L. tomorrow. Go Me!
twelve!?!?! Oh no! I only have eleven!
Patches are sewn in place. Stump-grindin’ guy will be here in about 10 minutes. Here’s hoping his quote isn’t terrifying.
Tylenol seems to be working - I’m a little achy but not as much as one would expect considering my falls. Of course, morning wake-up will be telling… I expect to sleep well anyway.