Wallflower, mine is 1975 vintage, so I guess avocado followed blue. Although I did have an avocado fridge in the garage and an avocado dryer, both conveyed with the house. The fridge is at work in one of the offices, but the dryer died about a year ago. Alas…
Supper was leftover bean soup and I’m having a sugar-free orange popsicle - it’s not very good. Thus goes my evening…
The house I grew up in had an all-blue fixture bath. Now with blue tile around the tub. On the opposite wall, it had red metallic tile. (To go with the lovely red linoleum in the kitchen, I’m sure). We painted over the metal tile, eventually. The bath fixtures were probably ca. 1955 or so. We bought the house in 1959.
Welcome back, LiLi!!! And LittleBug too!
I am very ready for a 3-day weekend, although I’ll probably be doing some organizational stuff for work.
So, Taters, did anyone mention “doctor”? (Seriously, go!!! As others have said, women’s heart symptoms are weird.) And give us an update!
gotti, your dental plans made me cringe. :eek:
Sounds like you’ve had a very interesting day, Shadow.
I just had NOT, green beans, mushrooms and Raclette (cheese). Need to have something for dessert…fruit of some sort. And some chocolate.
Then it’s off to make a list of things to do this weekend.
Happy Firday!!!
Back later…
GT
Lunch was chicken McNuggets.
I am currently trying to counter act the life shortening effects of the above with an apple and some fresh pineapple.
Sorry MBG my week was stressful but at least I didn’t get yelled at in public.
I belive I may have a beeverage this evening
I’m back. Just got caught up on the MMP.
TGIF!!!
I’m in TVLand now. I’ve brought lots of paperwork with me, but at least I can sleep in tomorrow.
Welcome back **Li-Li ** and LittleBug!
Ewww… such ugly sinks we’ve all had!
Our house is just about 20 years old, but the bathroom sinks are of a very similar design, but thankfully a **lot ** more muted and monochromatic. We’ve been able to eradicate one of them so far, replacing the monstrous wall-to-wall vanity with a nice crisp white pedestal sink.
The house I grew up in must have been decorated by someone who was colorblind. Or the builder got a deal on oddball fixtures. The master bath was all in blues. Solid baby blue fixtures, blue tile, blue wallpaper. The “boys” bathroom was in earth tones - dark brown formica vanity, tan tile and pale orange fixtures. The runt half-bath in the basement had a lavender toilet and sink.
:o I didn’t call the doctor today, but I promise I will.
It’s not a gall bladder attack. I had my gall bladder removed when I was 22 years old.
Yeppers, FCM, that sink is FUGLY. It’s a good thing you’re removing it.
There isn’t too much going on here. My daughter’s friend is coming over to visit; hubby is going to the YMCA with a friend, and I plan on more cleaning. I lead such an exciting life. I know you envy me.
Well, off to heat up some chop-chop.
Yoo-hoo! Did I kill my own MMP?
No. 
But maybe I did??? :eek:
Nope, not you either.
Arrgh, hubby just got back from the YMCA and is so excited about it, he signed up for a membership. Additionally, he plans on dragging my ass down there on Sunday to sign up too. We shall see.
There is no doubt I need to exercise, but dammit, I don’t get home until six at night anyway, and he expects to cook and then go down there. Where is my ME time?! Frankly, I can’t eat and work out anyway. I tend to puke.
Also, I don’t like exercising in public. I’m intimidated and embarrassed. It’s totally irrational, but there you have it.
Finally, I’m not happy about extra money coming out of my bank account.
He is currently sitting next to me at the other computer totally rocking out to Rage Against the Machine. Oy vay!
I should get back to cleaning, that way I won’t have so much to do before tomorrow’s shindig.
Just got back from hanging out with BlueKangeroo and watching Persepolis. I strongly recommend this movie - it is beautifully made, and one of those movies that makes you wipe tears one moment and laugh out loud the next. It ended in a way that made the audience go “Wait, what happened after that?” but upon reflection I think it was an appropriate ending.
Whoa. I was not prepared for the sight of that sink. That is one uuuuuuugly sink.
I went on a mini-shopping spree and got a new bag for work as well as two tops (also for work, hmph). I did buy some random stuff at Victoria’s Secret. All very sensible purchases. I wanted to buy a top to wear out on the weekends but didn’t see anything I liked.
I should go play with Olive. She must be feeling pretty peeved - I’ve hardly had the time to pay her much attention this week.
read her books–there’s Persepolis and then a sequel. They’re graphic novels and quite good.
I am home from a very long day at work–clue phone to general public: if you want to have your broken bone fixed surgically, don’t drink a pint of whiskey and smoke crack the day before surgery, mmkay? People. :rolleyes:
It’s cold and getting colder out. I am going to hole up for the weekend and do not much. I was going to say nothing, but I do enough of that already. I want to find my stepper so I can watch House (ok, rewatch) while I exercise. I had intended to paint our bedroom this weekend, but I’m not going out to buy paint in this cold…
LiLi–prepare ye for the onslaught of the grandparents. Prepare ye for unasked for, unwanted and intrusive advice–the needy grandparents last about 3 months. The other bit, a lifetime, but strangers stop bugging you in public about age 2 (Gnat’s age, not the strangers!).
I went to the mall tonight. I need, ok, want, more sweaters. I’m tired of wearing the same 5 every week, plus 3 of them are red. Need moar colorz plz! But everything is empire waisted with plunging necklines and layers now, not a flattering look for me. I’m still between pant sizes, which is also annoying. But, Bath & Body Works had my favoritest shower gel evar on sale, 6 for $20. Yes! So I have enough shower gel to last me for quite a while.
I spent the rest of the afternoon at work stuffing chocolate coins into red envelopes for the Lunar New Year. Between the gold tinfoil on the coins and the gilt on the envelopes, I was covered in gold dust. On the upside, I also smelled like chocolate.
HAWT
Are they supposed to do it the day of surgery? :dubious: 
(d&r)
waving to gt and Dotty!!
Mamatigs, that’s OK, I went to bed right after that also. Glad to see that you finished your project. You did finish it, right?
Oh yeah, and Haze, I love those wall stickers. Get one and tell us if they peel off the wall with no damage. I want one but I don’t want to damage my walls. (where’s the half-joking but not really smilie?)
I’m thinking if a person didn’t drink a pint of whiskey or smoke crack the day before surgery, then they probably wouldn’t have gotten the broken bone in the firt place, no?
I am too tired to stay up and try to be First on 9, so someone else can have that honor. Good night, all.
Well, then you’d have to wait until I peeled them off. Which could be months. :dubious: (The description says you can peel them off but that they are not reuseable.) I think the artists states that if you have painted walls it might do some damage. I didn’t read that closely - our walls are cheap and we’ve already put a bunch of stuff up on them anyway.
You should just get them. Live a little. 
I like the lillies on the etsy wall thingies. It looks like they peel off, but probably can’t stick again. I’m just not sure about their colors. I’d have to get white or black (and really don’t want black). Really I’d like a nice mocha, but didn’t see it…
I need to go to sleep, so why don’t I turn off the light? Stoopit me.
Crack/whiskey guy fell on the ice (or so he says). I did speak to the recovery room nurse who said that she just kept pumping Dilaudid into this guy (Dilaudid is 8 times the strength of morphine). I am half exasperated by this guy and half appalled… That is some pain threshold. When I left, he was still saying his pain was 10/10, and then he would nod off and snore. (there are times when just throwing narcs at someone doesn’t take away their pain, so it is likely he’s not “faking”–not too many people fake pain to that degree).
clears throat
Happy baby tooo youuuu,
happy baby toooo youuu,
happy baby, dear Liiiliiiii,
happy baaaaabyyyy toooo YOOUUUUUUUUUUUU
McUne, thank you and all your family for being there for your sister. One of the worst things for me of some of my episodes of (attempted) abuse was that my parents never, ever, backed me up. In one instance (a teacher), mine were the only parents that did not file a complaint because, you know, the teacher is always right. Apparently even when he tries to stick his hand up your skirt and into your pants and you slap him away…
On further news, “it’s not sure-sure yet” but as I told him, “it’s not sure-sure till you’re counting toes,” it seems like Middlebro’s sperm works best around the Epiphany. Nephew-or-Niece Number Two should be due in October, on time for Number One’s third birthday 
Yay for lateral reproduction!