I wouldn’t call them thumb hole shirts - I’d call them handker-sleeves!
Don’t judge - I’ve got a runny nose here!
I wouldn’t call them thumb hole shirts - I’d call them handker-sleeves!
Don’t judge - I’ve got a runny nose here!
And here I was thinking it was a bowling ball themed shirt.
Do you get out much? Besides bowling alleys, that it.
:dubious:
My sweetie came home early - partly because his knee hurt a lot and partly because he didn’t sleep much last night because his knee hurt a lot. So he’s back in bed trying to sleep.
I still haven’t emptied the dishwasher - shame on me… I’ll get to it. Eventually.
Today has been a day of aggravation. I have had waaaaaaay past my RDA of aggravation. I mean phone calls askin’ me if “I’ll get paid next week.” Several of those. Ummm… depends, today is the day to turn in time sheets. Did you send it to the right place, i.e. the place you always send your time sheet? If yes, then pay day will happen. If no, then pay day will not happen. See, next Toosday mornin’ I will get a report via email of anyone who did not turn in a time sheet. Anyone on the list gets called and told to send the dang thing in pronto. If’n that happens, then pay day will happen. The best thing would be if everybody turned time sheets in today. But noooooooo… always a few who don’t. Next Thursday mornin’ I will get a report via email of who will be paid on Firday. There will always be at least one person who won’t be on that report who is a current participant. Aggravation will ensue because that person didn’t get paid. YOU ARE ADULTS PEOPLE! You want your money, turn in your time sheet.
I want it to be go home time real bad!
Here endeth the gripe.
I’m shocked!
Thought the 3pm Friday post would say, “greetings from da cave…”
No judgement. That’s a great name for them! Having worn mine for a few hours, I figured out why it felt a bit funny, though:
the thumb holes are on the ***outside ***of each sleeve :smack: :smack: as in, the side of my arm across from my thumb
So each sleeve is twisted one half-turn from shoulder to wrist in order to wear it according to the latest fashion. Which simply means that whoever is in charge of design and quality control over there would be the creme de la creme at my current orifice, the way things have been going lately.
Howdy from da cave! Spidey! Dindin has been ingested. Grilled tilapia with squish, green, and red peppers, succotash, and cheesey broccoli and rice. YUM!
‘Tis Firday evenin’ and all is well.
Supper was mac-n-cheese and cauliflower. I’m gonna go recline now. I’s tahred.
Tomorrow’s laundry day - you read that right! Woohoo!!
MWAH!
Geez MOOOOOOM if you’re goin’ to go wild and do laundry on Sattidy, you best rest up.
Round # 2 of Wintergeddon. We were let out of irk early today so that we might get home before the nastiness began. Snow, sleet, freezing rain. Throw in dark of night and there would be a USPO challenge. As usual, Kroger was packed.
Have I told you guys that tilapia are used to clean up the ponds other food fish have gotten dirty?
:dubious:
I have a couple (running) shirts with thumb holes; they prevent the sleeve from riding up your arm. The back of the sleeve comes to to my knuckles, covering the back of my hand. When wearing them with gloves this ensures no skin is exposed. The only downside is it makes it hard to see your (stop)watch. I wore one, with cotton gloves for my run yesterday where it was all of 30° (underground). :rolleyes:
I also bought a snowboarding jacket that has 'em. No I don’t snowboard, but I liked the jacket & it was on clearance. It’s very thin/lightweight, but warm. There’s even a ‘bib’ at the waist you can button closed to ensure no cold air/snow gets in from the bottom.
Home. Accuweather (three monkeys with a dartboard) are still predicting freezing rain for Saturday and Sunday. Oh joy of joys! Not.
Huffington Post (Four monkeys with a typewriter and a photocopier.)
Did laundry, went to the game, Canes beat the Leafs.
All the time. And oysters do the filter thing, too ya know.
Sorry it was a sucky day, swampy. Just think about the motivational poster I saw on Facebook: “Grow up, become a unicorn, stab people with your head.”
I seem to have missed that reference in my classical education, but no doubt it has to do with bowling, or another sport that the unwashed attend to.
:dubious:
Do I have to regurgitate the whole MMP for you?:dubious:
Tilapia eat excrement.
What do you regurgitate?
:rolleyes:
Circle of life, flytrap. Our food is grown in fertilizer that is often made from excrement. Pretty much all shellfish filter-feed, and guess what floats around in seawater?? Crabs scavenge among all manner of dead, disgusting stuff. You can always go vegan, yanno, but those of us who understand science and such don’t sweat “icky” parts of the food cycle.
Higgs woke me, the brat, and I noticed the house was 62°, so I bumped up the thermostat. It’s hovering around 10° outside, but we’re supposed to go screaming up to freezing today, along with freezing rain. rah. We’ll probably go out for breakfast this morning since that’s one of FCD’s favorite treats, but the rest of the day will be spent inside thinking warm thoughts and doing the laundry.
I’m thinking that I’ll head back to bed shortly and let Higgs come along. Maybe we can snooze till after the sun comes up. Or not. No telling in this house.
Happy Saturday!