Okay. Off to the hospital for a non-stress test and confirmation of water breaking- home test is inconclusive. If it’s ruptured it’s a small tear. So induction within 24-48 hours is okay as long as my temp ad blood pressure etc. are okay. Might induce tomorrow morning.
Running off.
Yes, it would be today, because I’m all tired.
Love you all.
Good luck, LiLi!!
Best of all vibes headed your way, li-li!!! 
OK, now I can finish reading and comment on everyone else’s posts.
I’m not a game person so I’ll hang out with the other non-game players. But I will bring cupcakes. Because I have to make some for someone’s birthday anyway. Yellow cake with chocolate frosting and M&Ms on top. That was the birthday girl’s request.
Gotti, that must have been kinda disturbing to see a suicide attempt. Sounds like the person didn’t actually jump though so that’s good. Hope DH gets the job.
I like the Pern books too, but I haven’t read them in YEARS. Fun series though. I liked her Freedom series as well.
I guess I was wrong on the baby pool too since I said sometime or other on the 13th. Oh well.
The closing on our new townhouse was Friday and went just fine. We’re not moving in until the 26th but we started painting and stuff. The @&*%# “knock down” walls are horrible to try to paint. Whoever though textured walls were a good idea was insane. Fortunately, we’re only doing a couple rooms with the knock down and then all 3 bathrooms have smooth walls which shouldn’t be as bad. I hope! Part way through painting in the master bedroom, we decided to get rid of the popcorn from the ceiling. So KeithT spent last night scraping popcorn off the ceiling and then repainting it. It’ll look a lot better when it’s done, but that’s a pain in the rear too. So much for having a nice, easy time with a house with a brand new interior.
We also spent the weekend shopping for new house stuff. ShopVac for the ceiling project. New gas grill (YAY!) because we finally have outdoor space where we can put it. Turkey fryer because it was on sale for $10 at Target. And a bunch of other stuff that I don’t remember. Our credit card bill next month is going to hurt!
And decided on Friday to hire cleaners to clean the old apt. We got the list of what the apt managers expected to be done before we move, and I almost had a panic attack. I’ve never had to do that much when moving out of an apartment. It’s insane. And we both want to spend time getting the new house ready, not scrubbing the floors and cabinets and appliances at the old place. So someone else can do it. Much less stressful this way.
Or it was less stressful until I got to work and all hell broke loose this morning. Bleh. Gotta get back to it.
I think apartment owners have two move-out lists. One for regular people going to another apartment somewhere - this list says “patch any holes you made in the walls, vacuum the carpet and get the heck out.” Then there’s the list for people moving to a house - “have the carpets professionally cleaned, have the walls completely re-painted, sanitize the toilet, replace every lightbulb in the apartment with new bulbs, polish the doorknobs, have the electric wiring flushed and re-filled…”
We got a move-out checklist not too dissimilar to that when we left our last apartment, and it was so bad that we called their corporate office to see what they heck was going on with all of those absurd little details that had definitely not been addressed by the previous tenants. We finally shut them up by telling them to look at the work orders from our move-in walkthrough to have them patch the holes in the walls, replace the rusted-out microwave/range hood, and look at the blue spots on the carpet, and explain why we were somehow obligated to improve the unit.
For everyone that has The Sick, I’ve just got four words - Airborne and prophylactic decongestants. I used to think the Airborne stuff was hooey, but I got through an entire season of Dickens Fair without catching the Cow Palace Plague by taking one a day, plus a Claratin-D-24 every day. And that’s with DH catching the crud and bringing the germs home.
For me, it doesn’t matter what the germ is - if my sinuses clog up, it’s Game Over, so the combo of clear sinuses and whatever’s in those tablets kept me from catching the assorted colds, pneumonias, bronchitises and flus that were running around on two legs because The Show Must Go On. Actors, sheesh! No it doesn’t have to go on. “You Must Go Home!” became the rallying cry.
I shall be designated driver. And I prefer “It” or “Miz Thang.”
Yay for water breaking!!!
The Wife just e-mailed me that she got her raise/bonus info today.
BIG time celebrating to ensue.
Big.
Yay.
Good wishes for you and the little one, Lissla.
Man, this week is going to suck. The washing machine has been broken for the past week, so I have a closet full of dirty clothes. I couldn’t stand looking at them anymore this morning, so I shut the door to the closet, but I know they’re there. The washing machine starts to leak all over the floor randomly when you use it – it might happen, and it might not, but you don’t know if it will until there’s a puddle there.
Then my dresser started to fall apart last week, so all the drawers are currently sitting in the middle of the room because one of the drawer runners came loose. It looks like the glue holding it in finally gave way, after being put there in 1890. Just in time for my cat to discover that sleeping on black pants is more fun that sleeping anywhere else in the entire world. More fun even than hiding in the empty dresser and patting any bare feet that happen to pass by.
And I have a doctor’s appointment for my diabetes later this week. Post-holiday visits are never fun, because my hA1bc is always guaranteed to be worse than usual. Add in getting stuck with needles multiple times, because this is the time of year when cholesterol, et al is tested, and I am going to be a grumpy bunny.
Grouch, grouch, grouch.
Best of luck, Lissla! Hopefully the next time we hear from you, it will be with a baby in your lap.
Congrats to you folks who got raises. I can’t remember the last time I got one - something that is certainly going to be addressed in my next review.
My wife, however, got a $4500 raise for this year, spread out over all her checks. Not too shabby, but I thought they should have given her more. The place erupts into chaos on the very few days she’s not there (she only took a couple of sick days this year, and that was when her father died.) And since she paid off her car at the end of 2007, she’s happy about how much she’s going to be able to put into savings (almost as much again as when she was a bartender.)
So I missed the ruling at the end of last week’s MMP. Are we starting a new list for the emergence of tnc since we all went without getting it right?
Drive by…vrooooooom
No time to read
Crazy Monday!
Anyone know where I can get transports to move 3.4 MM scf of Nitrogen by Friday?
Anyone? Non in your back yard anywhere?
Arrrgggghhh
Are you looking to buy and have it delivered? Cause if you give me the specs (% N2, cylinder size, etc) I may be able to help. Shoot me an email.
Thanks Sean but no this is to move it to a location and wait while we pump downhole. We have the N2 we just can’t move it I have calls in to all other districts that we have that pump N2 because we all have equipment sitting doing nothing :rolleyes: 
Stoopid last minute job!
On a scan further up page one - Yay LiLi go have that baby!
So THAT’s why I’ve never seen the long list before. It’s only when you’ve bought a house and want to do work on the new house and not the old apartment that they make you jump through these hoops. :rolleyes: :mad:
Sorry about the washer, Purl. Hope it gets fixed or you can get a new one.
Good Lord, already on page 2.
Today was my first day of classes at the new school. You’d think I’d be used to first classes by now, but being in an unfamiliar environment with a bunch of new students really throws you off. I think the class will be fun, though - the students seemed pretty interested for that hour of the morning. I did open my first class with the pornography statement - I think my students were a bit taken aback - but it made things interesting.
Have had nothing but a granola bar all day and have been up since 5:30 (which is a ridiculous hour for me - last semester I had to get up at 6:30 and that was hard enough). Must stumble home and feed self.
The looming Talk with That Guy has me feeling twitchy all day. I don’t know what he’s going to say, or what I even want him to say, but I have a feeling whatever he says is going to make me unhappy. Ugh. Have you ever had that feeling where your heart actually aches?
Roo, I don’t know exactly what my emotional investment is in this whole thing, but it’s certainly there. If it wasn’t I think it would have ended a long time ago.
Purl, broken washers suck. And needles too. I used to have a phobia of needles - to the point where I decided I’d rather be sick than get shots. Luckily my mom refused to indulge me in that.
Good luck, LiLi!
Anyone heard from MOUNE yet?
I’m serious, that was some fucked up shit this weekend.
There ain’t much I can do for the girl, except let her know I’m thinking of her.
I hate to be a downer, but the MMP is like a marriage, right? Sickness and health, good times and bad, right?
I’m saddened to tell you that we had to have Brandy euthanized today. She was hiding (we thought) this morning and we didn’t see her when we went to work. After I got back from a doctor’s appointment, I went looking for her and found her curled up on the basement floor. She was cold and she didn’t move. I carried her upstairs and realized she was unable to stand, so I immediately loaded her into her carrier and sped to the vet.
Wonderful folks that they are, they took me right in, even tho they were about to shut down for their afternoon surgery.
All 4 vets in the practice came in and examined her, each one hoping to give good news or even hope, but it was unanimous. There was nothing that could be done. I don’t remember the medical details because I couldn’t concentrate, but apparently she had a clot in the artery to the back end of her body. The vet said this wasn’t uncommon. By the time I got her there, she had no femoral pulse, her toenails were purple, and they were pretty sure there was already tissue damage. Her tail was lifeless, too.
Even if we were willing to go to the cardiac vet, the chance of a good outcome was very, very remote. We have always agreed we’d give our pets a good life with good care, but we weren’t going to do herioc measures. It’s not fair to the animal, and it’s too hard to cling to slim hope.
So today, Miss Brandy went to sleep for the last time. She will be missed. Any other day, she’d be standing between me and this computer screen, begging for attention. It hurts to know that I can surf unencumbered now. I’ve been crying for the last 2 hours. The two years we shared with her brought us great joy. We’ll always remember her fondly.
I’ll come back later with my usual inanities. For now, I need to cry some more.
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Aw, {{{{{{fcm}}}}} and God speed ms. brandy. 
Nothing I can say will make it better but you did the right thing.
{{{Mooooom}}} cry all you need to. Miss Brandy was (and still is) a very loving member of your family. I’ll keep her, you and FCD in my thoughts and prayers. And yes, I do believe that pets are just as much a part of our family as anybody else is.
Yay for the raise BBBobbio! Yay for BusWife’s raise too!
Come on TNC! You got aunts and uncles waitin’ for ya!
I’m home for a bit. I’m about to go eat some crock pot roast beast with carrots and N.O.T. that I made whilst sleepin’ last night. Ol’ y’all know who will come by later and get him some supper as well. Hey if’n I can’t eat with him, at least I can still feed him. Ima go back to work in an hour and do some more stuff.
Later Y’all!