Wow it got quiet up in here! Pot roast was teh num! I done good! 
That’s all I got. Think I will go lie upon the bed and watch some teevee.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
styrofoam peanuts!
that’s your favorite part???
**doggio **- why the frown?
**BBBobbio **- 
on your commute. I’ve decided on sketties and salad for tomorrow - email me your expected arrival time or leave a voice mail on my home number tomorrow, please. I need to get FCD’s truck to the shop and I don’t want to be gone when you arrive. If I have to drop if off after dinner, that’ll work, too.
Finally home and ready to crash and burn. Since my sweetie had to get up at 0320 to be ready to leave at 0400, I had to reset the alarm. Every time I do that, I worry that I screwed it up, so last night I woke up every hour till 2, then slept till alarm on time. I got up, took the dog out, kissed my sweetie goodbye, and went back to bed till 5 when I had to get up.
After work, I came home, took the doggies out, made sure all the critters had food and water, then left to meet daughter. We found the college - thank goodness for her iphone - and got some good info on the Peace Corps. She came home with a handful of literature, and a tentative target of the summer of 2012. Then I got a little lost again as we left - it was dark and I haven’t been in Fredericksburg in years - but I found my way to Geo Washington’s boyhood home, and from there, I knew the way. We got in just before 8, and shortly after I post this, I will be hitting the rack.
If Firday doesn’t get here soon, I may be forced to hurt someone. Who, me? Stressed? Nah, I think it’s more likely fatigue… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
we really need “like” buttons here! 
eta: I am waiting to see if anyone else wants to know what the peanuts were guarding. 
Oh, forgot to mention my sister’s spousal unit had surgery last night - turns out his bellyache was a ruptured appendix. :eek: Apparently all went well, and he should be home by the end of the week…
… assuming he doesn’t kill himself because he can’t smoke or drink beer in the horsepital…
Good thoughts headed out for your friend, new baby, husband and his colleagues, Wile E.
Also wondering about the 
, doggio.
'Splain about the peanuts, rosie…?
Heh. Given the right circumstances, I’m sure it could be my fault. In this case, it turned out that she didn’t pick up the phone because the volume was turned way down.
Talked to Mom twice today. Got through to her as my uncle was picking her up to go to his house for a while. Talked to both of them and he explained the part about the ringer volume.
Called back later when she was supposed to be at his house and found out she’d just left because the electricity was back on. Still no land line, but at least lights and fridge and radio and TV. So, yay!
Tired…should go crawl into bed…I know I had more to say, but I’ve forgotten.
Hugs.
GT
Oh, I have the old ones; matter of fact, I’m using the list I already sent in October to get the new ones. But since the screenies are dated and timed, they have to be “fresh” (even if the username hadn’t been changed, as it has this time). These are the “IT QC” people, and as it so often happens with IT QC, they spend 99% of their focus on dots and horizontal bars, 1% on actual content. I’m sure Nooner and gotti have more than their share of Stories of QC.
I had two phone calls at home yesterday: the electricity company wanted to sell me life insurance, and when I said “I already have life insurance, than you” (not to mention, I am not going to buy insurance from the freaking electrical company) they tried to drag me into an argument to show that theirs was better. Given that the one I have includes things like “paying off the mortgage in case of death or over 50% disability” and home-aid service in case of over-50% disability, I strongly doubt theirs is better… anyway, I wished him better luck with the next call and hung up. Nothing against the people in the job (I’m sure they didn’t take it because they thought it was the bestest job ever), but UGH!
The second one was from my least-favorite consulting meat-market in the world. These guys don’t offer consulting services, they’re agents exclusively and their personnel normally doesn’t have the slightest idea what the acronyms stand for or know the legal systems involved. First, 19:30 local time is not “business hours” in Spain; second, the last time I told someone from your agency I was employed (until 2012 at least, and I don’t mean January) was last Thursday, check the common database before pulling the one you hide in your drawers; third, it was a fishing expedition (he didn’t ask whether I knew someone who might be interested in “jobs in XYZ module”, but “jobs with us” - I guess that means the market’s up); fourth, why do you ask whether my current client pays well and the conditions are good, when your own agency has people here? This one, I did not wish him good luck; I already feel like I was overly polite because I did not wish him rampaging hemorroids :mad:
ruble, I think at this point I’d be surprised if there was a relatively-easy-to-get prop you did not have. I wouldn’t expect you to have the original Darth Vader suit, but I assume there is at least one black cloak in your wardrobe, with the possibility of an opera cloak lined in either red or white.
Good thoughts sent to sickies, people with blurfs diverse and all that.
Soapy was kind enough to send me a loaf of punkin’ bread (with dates) that was securely wrapped in plastic, then foil, and hidden amongst thousands of pink foam peanuts.
It’s excellent punkin’ bread (with dates) and the recipe should go in the blog.
I have had food poisoning or some kind of d&v bug…has been quite horrible. I think I’m over the worst of it but I haven’t eaten for nearly 2 day and now I’m feeling all light-headed and wobbly. Bah!
The cats can’t make cups of tea and 'im indoors has gone off to his new job. Good job there are cold drinks in the fridge.
I’m so glad you like the punkin bread! UPS packed it, so I take no credit for the packing peanuts.
BooFae… Ugh. Feel better.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN Anudder excitatin’ day of irk looms ahead!
BooFae feel better!
GT glad you finally talked to your mom.
Rosie ain’t styrofoam peanuts fun!
Ok, off in search of more caffiene and to feed rumbly tummy. Then irk purtification must commence.
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Bring on the recipe! (Sounds yummy.)
Feel beetter soon, BooFae.
Am sort of awake. So glad tomorrow is my Firday!
Hugs.
GT
because I’m not going to get to go to the All Star game this weekend. and :mad: at my DM, why approve a time off request, if you know I’ll have to work because of company coming.
Bad DM! Bad! Bad!
I am reasonably sure I did not give you that bug, Boo, but have you tried calling it dirty names in Spanish to drive it away? Get better soon.
Ugh. I am definitely getting a cold.
Damn.
Sniff.
Oh no!!! Sickies get well soon!
Doggio - that sucks.
Big meeting-before-the-even-bigger-meeting happening in less than two hours. At least I’m not in charge!
Blurf.
Sposta snow later today. Moooooooooooom will particularly enjoy me sliding into her driveway tonight, bumper car style.
Other than that, I got nuthin. Carry on.
Chicken soup therapy in the crock pot.