About two hours ago, I had brunch: almonds, raisins, and milk . . . in the guise of a Cadbury bar. 
Could that be way I am so hungry now?
Rosie your brunch was so nutritious I can’t imagine why it didn’t stay with ya. Perhaps you should have eaten two of 'em.
gotti how cool!
I’ve participated in a couple of those neighborhood builds. I say that if somebody is lookin’ to get in on a HforH build a neighborhood build is a great first one. All that energy and excitement will get ya hooked on HforH for sure. Plus a neighborhood is really a lot of fun. Heh. I am about as unhandy as they come so it always amazes me at some of the stuff I “assist” with at a build. Ok, this has turned into a commercial for HforH, so, Mumpers if any of you have ever considered volunteerin’ for a build, I say do go volunteer. You won’t regret it, I guarantee.
Ok, we’s all purtified for the big Ordination. Suits and ties even! Gonna go head out so’‘s we can scope out a good parkin’ space and pew. Both are very important you know.
Laterz!
I killded the MMp again! :eek:
Howdy Y’all! Home from the Ordination service. The service was very moving. The music, oh, the music, it was just indescribably incredible! The combined choirs of good ol’ St. Pat’s and St. Paul’s were like listenin’ to a choir of angels. YP delivered yet another one of his great sermons. Heh. St. Paul’s is between Priests at the moment. Several members of St. Paul’s commented on how good YP’s sermon was. I told YP that based on those comments I had to do some damage control by way of explanain’ that, that particular sermon was more of a fluke because his sermons are not usually that good. He told me that was one of the sorta kinda maybe I’m not real sure nicest compliments he had ever received. Oh and at the reception the munchies were over the top teh nummy and, in accordance with true Episcopal tradition, the wine flowed freely.
A good time was had by all. Plus, Joy is now our Deacon for real! YAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
I finally decided to eat the leftovers from last night’s Good Chinese. I guess raisins, almonds, and milk just wasn’t enough for the whole day. 
My house is almost completely clean!! I can start showing it now!! Yay!
Baked chicken with stuffing, mashed N.O.T., corn & stewed tomatoes. Not bad for a single guy.
I’ve been feeling off this week. I view it as medicine.
Oh, and after nearly 14 weeks they finally fixed my flaming work truck in time for the day of crazy weather here in the MidAtlantic yesterday.
Man I love a weekend off…
I got a present I never thought I’d receive again.
This morning, I called my mom and while she was talking to her, my dad asked to talk to me.
My dad wanted to talk to me.
He couldn’t track the conversation really well, but he asked me how I was doing and if I was going to see the transit of Venus in Dallas, and he laughed. He was happy. He told me he loved me.
Apparently, Mom talked to his doctor and got his dosage of Seroquel adjusted. She said it’s made a huge difference.
I thought I would never hear my father tell me that he loved me again. Please excuse me while I happy cry.
Kanga, cry all ya want.
Watching hockey. Had my martini appetizer. Dinner was pan seared chicken with sweet potatoes and sauteed squash with basil.
Hooray for kanga!
I’m all excited now. Richalds and I rented a U-Haul and went to Le Monte Noir to pick up a pop-up camper he’s working on. We took it down to Faux British Redneck Town where he lives. Thus followed the adventure of backing up the trailer. The adventure ended in bitter failure, so we took it down to a repair shop that’s going to replace a cable so the top pops up properly again. Then we were going to get the giant bed that I kinda sorta promised to my current roommates.
Protip: King-size mattresses do not fit in the bed of an F-150. Giant bed is still in Faux British Redneck Town. I’m going to tell Roommates that Richalds is now custodian of the bed and if they want it, get in touch with him. He will insist that they haul it out themselves and will not assist other than opening the shed door. He’s sick of Clown’s bs too.
Twin bed is now set up in Stately Agony Aunt Manor and we only went 10 over what we thought on the truck mileage. Had to spend $20 on gas to get the needle back to where it was. Still better than the fuel surcharge would have been. Richalds thinks Stately Agony Aunt Manor is awesome. The living room has teal walls (and shelves on the wall!!), the fridge is tiny (and currently defrosting), the bathroom door is hung wrong (you have to close the door to turn on the light), and the bedroom has all kinds of crazy angles that I’m not sure what to think of. The bed may be moved a few times before I find a place I like to keep it. He also opened the escape hatch* and found…
A WASHER AND DRYER RIGHT THERE IN THE BACK OF THE CLOSET!
I don’t have to go to the laundromat! :D:D:D:D
There was also a suspicious-looking cable hanging from the ceiling in front of The One Window. A cable that might–just might–be an internet connection. I don’t know if it would reach my computer from its current angle, though. My hiatus may be shorter than I thought.
Good vibes from this place I have. As did Richalds, and I trust his instincts.
So now I have most of my stuff packed except what’s in the kitchen. I’m doing laundry tomorrow, folding clothes, and heading out. Richalds is going to help me move my furniture and I’ll pick up my stuff from Computer Boy’s place and I’ll be in like Flynn. Then comes the unpacking. The unpacking…
*When Landlord was showing me the place, he said the door in the back of the bedroom closet was there in case there was god forbid a fire and someone needed to get out the back. It leads into a storage area. He may have said something about the washer/dryer then, but I don’t remember.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 64 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 94 for the day. Hawt and hyooomid. Already hyooomid even.
kanga fantastic! Do all the happy cryin’ you want.
Spaz yay for washer and dryer! Happy movin’. Again, I’m glad it’s you and not me. 
gigity and doggio your culinary skills are impressive.
Today is brunch Sunday over to the church house. I made a chikin pasta sallit, which is pan seared boneless chikin breasts chunked up, a box of spiral shaped pasta all cooked up, green olives and chunked up mozarella all mixed together with a bottle of Eyetalian dressin’. Sometimes I use ranch dressin’ cause I’m all rebel like. It’s a good and simple recipe. Also, I made three gallons of tea, one sweet and two unsweet cause I’m nice.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then I must purtify for deheathenization. I need to be there early because we have a meetin’ of our committee formed to meet with the Lutherans next week after church. Since it is a N.O.L. meetin’ food must be finalized among other things. I lead such an excitatin’ life do I not.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Up, caffeinated, off to [del]rustle goats[/del] irk. 4 days till vacation.
Swampy, I cook clean, and butler the dogs. My roommates refer to me as “The House Bitch”
Yay for on site washer and dryer, spaz!
Yay, Kanga!!
Yay, Spaz!!
Feel better, tugig!!
And good morning, everyone else! It’s gloriously cool and clear, and the house has been open sans a/c for more than 24 hours. Last night was great sleeping, but I wish I’d grabbed the afghan. I get really chilly when I sleep, then I wake up. So when I woke the first time, I had to get the extra cover.
Psycho Taz has decided he likes sleeping in the top of my closet. That means my sweaters and sweatshirts are full of cat hair. It also means I’m likely to wake up to a pile of shirts on the floor - he climbs from the top of the door to the hanging clothes to the shelf, and he invariably knocks some of the hanging clothes down. Stoopit cat!
I think today is paint-the-tool-cabinets day. It shouldn’t take too long. I hope. Beyond that, I’ll just wing it.
Happy Sunday - *yoiks *- it’s my MIL’s b-day - gotta get spousal unit to call his mom. She’s 81 today!!
Blurf.
Went to see New Model Army last night, awesome gig! Came home and watched a film, then sat around talking and playing music until the sun came up. That’s what weekends are all about.
Now I has a blurf. Luckily I do not have to do anything much today apart from a bit of ironing and make dinner tonight. The rest is, well, a day of rest. I foresee a large amount of time spent on the sofa…
Harvey: ::buddy hug and high five::
Back from services. Caught 4 small bluegills and a barely legal largemouth bass, and all lived to be caught another day.
Morning all! Stayed up way to late drinking wine last night and was up waaaaaaay to early this morning to take mr ems to golf this morning before we head back to OKC. I had planned on going back to bed but can’t sleep so lying here watching TV working up the energy to shower then pack.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
hands roo a tissue
THat made ME tear up a bit… so glad he’s doing better!
Mornin’ all. We had a great time with our friends last night.
I plan on doing nothing more than getting things done around the house. I don’t want to go anywhere. I have been neglecting some chores and they need to be done.
**Spaz, **I’m glad things are moving along and you will soon have a new place to live. Score on the washer/dryer!
phouka, I’m so glad your Dad seems to be doing a little better. I hope the meds can keep him on an even keel for a good while longer.
General question - is restaurant service going downhill a lot lately or are we just having terrible luck? Yesterday at breakfast, we never did see our server - the manager took our drink orders, then took our meal order, then we never saw anyone ever again - even after I asked someone in passing for a drink refill that I never got. Heck, we had to chase down our bill.
Then today, we went to Denny’s and it really sucked. When our server brought most of our breakfast, she said the pancakes would be out shortly. Not only did they never materialize, neither did she! We asked the woman cleaning the table next to ours to please find our server. She went looking for her twice! When she finally showed up, we said we wanted our bill adjusted since we never got our pancakes - it amounted to $1.65 for two orders - she said the manager wasn’t there and all they could do was give us 10% off. We got the same story at the register. Sunday morning at breakfast, and no manager on duty? Seriously??
I just got finished firing off two emails - I doubt that it’ll do any good, but at least I got it off my chest. I was so pissed, I didn’t even tip either time - and I’m usually pretty generous, since I consider waiting tables to be a not-so-great way to make a living as far as work-to-pay ratio. Anyway, grrrrrrrrrr!!
Other than that, I just cleaned the kitchen. It’s a beautiful day and I may go futz around outside for a while. I should probably thaw something for supper - maybe a hunk of salmon…
and if anyone is interested house2012psst - the password is the link text
Howdy Y’all! Home from deheathenization and brunch and had a nap. I have enough pasta sallit left over for N.O.L. tomorrow so yay.
Rosie the end of that video showed very annoyed kitty I do believe. Nice house pics.
It’s hawt out!
That is all.