Try Oskar Blues Ten Fidy. The boubon barrel aged version, especially.
I would have figured you for a stout person. They’re dark and cold, just like your heart.
Heineken dark, ice cold, back when it was imported from Germany instead of “brewed” in Texas.
Heineken? (NSFW)
Cool!!! (o)/
I have got to stop checking Da Jungle late Saturday nights --------- I signed up for an extra shift tomorrow. Well, since I don’t have to get ready for a party for the SuperBowl next weekend --------- 
It’s raining, and if the forecast holds, we’ll end up getting an inch total. I woke about 4:45 and read till 6-ish, when I couldn’t stand my nasty morning mouth any longer. So with teeth brushed, I came out to tend to the critters, and I decided to finally swap out old purse for new. I really hated to do it.
The old purse was a cheapie from WalMart, but it was the perfect size and the straps were the perfect length. Unfortunately, being a cheapie, the corners on the bottom and the edges of the straps were split and worn and a mess. I tried to find the same style at WalMart several times - I’d have even taking a different color, but apparently it’s no longer made. Dammit.
The new one is better quality, but a little bigger, and the straps aren’t quite as long. I don’t carry much with me and the few things I do carry are lost in the cavernous interior. On the other hand, I think my tablet will fit in there, so maybe I’ll start carrying it to work to read during lunch.
No big plans today. I think I’ll try to get the last coat of paint on the closet door. I want to get it installed next weekend. And I suppose I should spend a little more time sorting thru some of the pictures in the two bedrooms - some will be stored downstairs, and some will go to the thrift store or the garbage. I need to get those rooms ready - they’ll be occupied in, probably, May.
Always something.
Happy Sunday!
Ingvar Kamprad has died, which begs the question - Will he be buried in a traditional casket, or in a flat pack box…w/ a hex key?
Another long day ahead ::sigh::
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 58 Amurrkin out and rainin’ with a predicted high of 66 and rain for the day. We have made the executive decision not to deheathenate. ‘Tis icky out and just don’t wanna. OYKW has gone back to dreamland. Since I roasted a hunk o’ beast with N.O.T. and carrots yestiddy, all I need to do is warm that up and figure out a green veggie, possibly green beans. Maybe even cornbread and a peach cobbler. We shall see. Just a good day to stay in da cave.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then I suppose I should purtify as one should be clean even if’n one plans on stayin’ in all day. One really should.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Up, caffeinated ,and sheveled. Off today. It’s raining, so I will do laundry, and general cleaning. And watch the Pro Bowl.
Ruble, then next best thing to your team winning the Superbowl, is being in a Cheatriots bar when they lose. They evaporate faster than an ice cube in a lava flow.
My glutes is sore from yesterday’s race; don’t suppose I’m going to find anyone to massage them form me. 
And rather than flowers will they drape his casket and grave in lingonberries? Such are the questions that occur to us.
Swampy ------- you want to take this one or should I? 
I’ve managed to make one executive decision - I’m making a ham-N.O.T.-onion casserole for supper.
I think I’ll go back to my book now. Gotta find out how they catch the killer…
swampy, what time is supper? 
Your supper sounds a lot like Sunday dinner at my mom’s house back in the day.
It’s been raining on and off since late afternoon yesterday. That means that my bones protested this morning. Getting old isn’t for sissies.
Today I’ll run a bag of stuff to the Goodwill drop box, prep for irk lunches next week, fix a good supper and play in the studio. Oh yeah, now that I’ve been reminded by a certain pupper, play endless rounds of fetch.
I finished my book and I kinda, sorta figured out the twist in the story - I figured one woman was a baddie, and I suspected her connection to the killer, plus I knew the “safe house” they were going to wasn’t so safe.
Then I did some painting - the outside of the door frame and the gay side of the door (that is, the side that will be in the closet! I crack me up!!) I had to use a utility knife to cut the 2 sections of the frame apart, since I’d kinda painted them together last week. I shoulda separated them first but **FCD **said not to. He was wrong. I was right.
He just went to the rental place to get the hoist he reserved and we’re about to put his machine on the base. I’m glad he’'s not trying to do it himself, but I really didn’t want to mess with it today. Oh well, the things we do for our sweeties…
It’s still raining. It would be a great day to nap, if I napped. But I don’t.
It won’t matter, no one will understand the directions.
Mooommm I didn’t nap until kids. Even as a very young child, I refused (my poor mother). Once I had the kiddos, I napped like a pro. Even now that they are older, I still nap. You’re missing a good thing.
Brunch and grocery shopping, I think, shall be the orders of the day. I can see the sun peeking out, but have every faith that is a momentary aberration.
My favorite brown beer (at the moment) isNewcastle Brown Ale.
For an even heavier dark beer it’s Black Butte Porter.
That’s all I’ve got for now.
The machine is on the base. I repeat, the machine is on the base. Pics on my FB, for those who care enough to be my FB friend.
The casserole is in the oven and **FCD **has showered. I’m glad he’s quit for the night. Tomorrow, he’ll do more prep work, then we can move the machine to its final home. He’d *BETTER *wait till I get there!!
Still raining. It’s been a dreary day outside. Glad I’ve been mostly inside.
What kind of machine is it since I’m not your FB fiend; but don’t feel bad, I’m not anyone’s farcebook fiend.
Afternoon plans were cxl’d due to rain, & I gotta agree w/ Sunny. I did some long-distance training for the Olympics; I’m going for the Napping team! 
Wen to the laundromat, cleaned the bathroom and kitchen, and vacuumed. Makinh poke chops with Asian BBQ sauce, with sweet **N.O.T.**s and black bean and garlic broccoli, Sipping some Tullamore Dew before dinner.
lutefisk.
I had some last week. Good choice.
You’re all about the base.
It’s a CNC mill - it’ll take a computer model and turn it into a machined part. MAGIC!!
The casserole was yummerrific!! I shoulda planned a dessert. Oh well…
It’s been rainin’ steady all day. Good day to be inside and dry. We et N.O.L. and any suppage shall be via forage. I also cooked some boneless chikin boobs in the slow cooker. They shall turn into chikin enchiladas for tomorrow. OLÈ!