Hey VunderBob, you here today? I just talked to me boss. He’s been stuck in traffic around Williamsburg for about an hour now (64W). Can you get out there and get traffic moving? He’s got to get up to DC by this afternoon.
Poor schmuck. I try to avoid I-64 and all the 3 digit tributaries between Memorial and Labor Days. The Fuck-Up Faerie was sharing her blessings on the drivers this morning?
In keeping with showers, I’ll mention that I decided to go swimming at the Y today because the weather forecast didn’t call for a very pleasant (dry) bicycle commute. I have to take a shower before I get in the pool, which has 0 shower stuff involved. I take one after I’m done, but all I use is cheap shampoo, seein’ how I’m losing my hair, and I don’t use soap because I’ve been bleached for the previous half hour.
Y’all remember in the footage of the guys riding the centrifuges and rocket sleds, how their faces ripple in the wind? Today I noticed for the first time that when I was underwater and pushing off from the wall, the backs of my hands rippled the same way.
So, I got to work today and discovered that no one had done any of my work yesterday. Which means that there are probably going to be some pissed off customers wondering where their merchandise is. And they’re all going to call me. S’okay, though. I can take it. I’ve kinda lost my voice and as a result I sound like a phone-sex operator, so it defuses most of the male customers pretty quick. And a few of the female ones, too. 
I’m feeling a great deal more relaxed this week than last week, and it’s quite a relief. I’ve been told that the PTB have been interviewing for a new receptionist, which means I’m not going to have to give the “I can’t do three jobs” speech and make everyone unhappy. I’m actually almost chipper today. Wonders never cease.
And as long as we’re doing shower inventories …
–1 bottle each of Garnier shampoo and conditioner (for colored hair, even though my hair isn’t really colored anymore)
–1 can shaving gel (sensitive skin, of course)
–1 razor (I accidentally bought that kind that vibrates when you press the button because it was pretty and green, and scare the crap out of myself on occasion with it. Why not take out the battery? 'Cause I’m dumb.)
–1 net loofah
–3 bars soap–1 avocado base with oatmeal pieces for exfoliation and an oatmeal, milk & honey scent; 1 hemp-base with a scent the soapmaking supply company calls “Dragon’s Blood” but I call “Head Shop”; 1 goat’s milk base with a heather and hyacinth scent. (Can you tell my best friend makes soap?)
–1 hair clip to make my life easier when shaving my legs
Oh, and I live alone. 
Remember how the plumber was supposed to come yesterday sometime between noon and five. Well, as it turns out, the plumber the House Insurance People foisted upon me is a lying sack of stuff that comes in a sack and lies there!
He finally calls today: “Uh, I, uh, don’t know, uh, what happened yesterday. No one came?” (Yeah, they showed up but didn’t like their shoes, so I wouldn’t let them fix my leaky pipe.)
The new plan is that Mr. Lying Plumber is going to show up today. Between four and five. FER SURE this time.
He’s also trying to get me to believe he never got the appropriate paperwork from the House Insurance People. Even though he’s calling the Little Woman by the wrong name. The wrong name that’s on our House Insurance policy. Not that I suspect anything.
And I’m not suspicious at all that yesterday when I called his cell phone it rang and rang and then transferred the call and that rang and rang and there was yet another call transfer and then I figured he just wasn’t going to answer his phone and I hung up. When I called back ten minutes later his answering machine was on. I’m sure that was just co-incedence.
I am highly displeased with my plumber.
And it’s not like it’s a giant leak or anything.
I just can’t plug up the wall until the leak is fixed.
I can’t prime the wall until it’s plugged up.
I can’t paint the wall until it’s primed. (Well, I could, but I don’t want to.)
I can’t reconnect my toilet until the wall is painted.
And the battle was lost for want of a horseshoe nail.
ILovCoffee reminded me:
At Grandma’s funeral I beared the pall. This wasn’t too bad going down the 4,000 steps from the church (it’s over 100 years old!) to the hearse, but the trip overland to the graveside was tricky. We had to straddle a smallish gravestone to get Grandma into possition. (Have I ever mentioned I don’t come from svelt bloostock?)
That’s when I decided I don’t want people to schlep (or “sherp” since it’s what Sherpas do) me to my final resting place. Ideally I’d like to be toasted, but I won’t be around to say “Toast 'im!” So if I have to be carried any distance I want to be strapped onto the back of the six-wheeled “Gator” cart they had at the cemetary and driven to my hole in style.
You really should shave just a little more often. 
It wouldn’t be a problem to not have a shower this morning–it’s raining cats and dogs. I got a second shower when I went outside (I didn’t think it was raining that hard, so I didn’t take my umbrella, but I should have). My hair’s still wet.
What’s in my shower? I have a bottle of peach shower gel, one bottle of shampoo, and an assortment of conditioners–deep conditioner, not-so-deep conditioner, and a few others. Don’t even ask how many bottles/tubles of hair care products I have. It takes a lot of work to look this natural!
swampy, have you thought about getting one of those CD burner thingys you can hook up to your computer? They’re not too expensive–unless your work is flat broke, maybe you can talk them into buying you one.
I call my license plate thingies “stickers.”
Swampy, how about a memory stick instead of CDs? The memory sticks hold a lot more than a CD too. Just a thought.
Rue, when that idiot plumber does show up, maybe you should just bury him in the dry wall after he completes your repair. Then he’ll always be there and it’ll teach him but good to show up when he is damn well supposed too! Just a thought…
My coffee tastes…funny…today. I don’t know what the deal is. I’m thinkin’, though, that I’m gonna go get some different coffee beans, that’s for sure.
Pantene shampoo and conditioner, a razor (Mach 3 and mine), half a bar of Bumba’s yummy smelling cherry soap, Irish Spring soap (Mr. Lissar is fanatically loyal to his soap), and I think I opened jasmine soap a couple days ago. Oh, a pumice stone, too.
I take baths, and Mr. Lissar takes showers. I fit in bathtubs and he doesn’t.
Off to the laundromat.
I forgot to post my shower inventory:
1 bar of peach soap - 'cause Wife gets to choose and she doesn’t like lime as much as I do.
1 bottle of Head & Sholders shampoo - it’s mine 
1 bottle of Suave (rhymes with sway) conditioner - I don’t know, maybe left over from a previous life.
1 razor - for shaving Wife gams
2 washclothes
1 scrubby brush for shampooing - mine.
1 squishy scrubby thing with what looks like a mouse sticking out of it - Wifey’s
Plumbers who don’t show up when they’re sposter (it is too a word) should be beaten with a lead pipe, and then run over with a Gator. I want one of those six-wheeled Gators to take to the beach, that’d be just Jakey Jake.
Aw, thanks! The toilet didn’t eat me, nor did we elope. We were just a little busy yesterday.
My only plumbing-related story is that my sweetie was nice enough to replace my old shower head with a low-flow one because I kept having cold showers with the old one. The hot water always ran out too quickly. So now I’m conserving hot water and can take a longer shower. Yay! It’s great to have a handy-type guy around. He also fixed the burner on my stove that was all taken apart and fixed my home computer that wasn’t working for some reason or another.
Aside from home-repair type stuff, we got **KeithT **a pair of rollerblades and he started learning how to rollerblade. Lots of fun. I think that’s something we’re both going to enjoy. Then on Sunday we met up with my parents at a museum and toured around there and then had dinner with them. That was cool. They like **KeithT **and he likes them. Then yesterday we went to the races in Saratoga (thoroghbred racing). Always a good summer activity. And then he had to leave at 6 this morning. 
I was a little bleary-eyed this morning but two cups of coffee into the day, I’m feeling a lot better.
Taters is that memory stick big enough to beat somebody over the head with? Cause then it’d be worth it.
MagicEyes that would make sense so of course work won’t let me do that either.
I have no idea what a memory stick is.
Swampy, it’s not big enough to beat someone over the head, but it is very compact. You just plug it into a USB port. It’s very handy and much quicker and easier than burning CDs.
Your assistant would probably know what one was. Just saying, this may be your answer until your employer decides you all need new PCs.
I just had a thought. If I chiseled THE EVIL[SUP]TM[/SUP] in stone, then started making putting the stones on the copier to make copies, I bet I could get a new puter sooner. Or committed. Maybe I should try just to see what would happen.
I cannot believe I have just killed probably almost the last three hours cruising the SDMB and the 'net. I’ve been a bad, bad, girl.
I need to get cleaned up and take care of business now. Good grief!
I wasn’t going to post my shower inventory until someone else listed Head & Shoulders first. So thanks, Bumba. I have a bar of Lever soap for me. The GF uses this shampoo and conditioner (two bottles) that are yellow and white with black letters, but are now impossible to find in a seven-city radius. So yesterday she bought some stuff that come in green bottles. She also has two scrunchies for soaping up (I like a washcloth (not wash cloth) myself (not my self.)) And as of this morning 3 razors. Can’t figure out why there’s an excess of two in there. And she also has some bottled soap that she squirts on the scrunchies for a’soapin’.
It’s raining her too, Magic. I’m pretty sure were getting your leftovers in the precipitation department. Let me know if it starts snowing, so I can wear my mittens the next day.
Shower inventory: Olive Oil soap from Greece, a pumice stone, razor, way-overpriced shampoo and conditioner recommended by new hairdresser, my less expensive-much better-makes my hair really shiny-shampoo and conditioner, a loofah, and a nubbly mitten for exfoliating.
I have been somewhat successful in the area of plumbing. But it seems that my repairs don’t last too long. Currently, I have a leak issue with the sink in my bathroom, it’s most likely a compression fitting that needs to be replaced on the flexible tube that goes from the hot water valve to the faucet. Currently I have a plastic container to catch the drippage. I can fix it myself, and I should have fixed it this weekend, but I forgot about it. :smack:
On the other hand, Saturday evening we drove to Chattanooga to visit a friend who was moving into her new apartment. She is going to UT to get her Masters. We didn’t stay and party with them because we planned to get up early and meet some other friends to go to breakfast and on a motorcycle ride to Dahlonega. But it was dreary and rainy Sunday morning, so no motorcycle ride. I should have gone to church since we didn’t ride, but I didn’t. I did, however, re-organize my craft room/office, but I didn’t get to put as much stuff as I had hoped in the “stuff to give AKF” box.
swampy: A memory stick! Like a JumpDrive! PocketDrive! Keychainmemory! Flash Drive!
GRRRRRR!!!
Today would have been my parents’ 53rd. Dad made it to the 50th, plus a few months. They had a great party for that anniversary. I should probably call my mom today.
No matter which day it is, Happy Anniversary, Puggy!!!
You can just stick it in an ol’ usb port and it’ll work. Uh-huh! Then we’ll go out and shoot us some flyin’ pigs. Nothing works that simple, they ain’t foolin’ me! Tho I do like the idea you can wear em like a necklace. They should work on being able to wear em as earrings (ear rings?) too. They’d broaden their consumer base. Or maybe a nice broach. Or a belt buckle. Technology you can wear. It’s the wave of the future.
I’m back on line at screamin’ speed! The cable/net guy showed up at 2:30, just like I asked, but it happened that I was running a tad late today. I didn’t get here till 2:40. However, what he had to do was outside, and he did it, so I’ve got good signal now, plus he made our HBO and MAX channels all better too (they’d been a tad snowy) so life is good! Yay!
My shower inventory is easy. Generic shampoo. Generic body wash (mine). Some kind of Shampoo for Men that just sits there since my sweetie uses the generic shampoo. Bottle of Lavoris (his). Bar of Coast soap (his). Toothbrush and Close-Up toothpaste (his). Couple of razors (his). Scrubby puff thingy (mine). We’re just generic and not too fussy.
Speaking of showers, I took a walk with my office mate today. I usually walk early in the morning, but when he came in, we started talking and by the time I was ready to walk, it started raining. I figured I’d try later. About 11-ish, office mate was ready to beat his head against the wall and said he needed a break. I asked if he wanted to walk with me. So we went out and did a 30-minute trek, the last third of which was rained upon. As we entered out building, he said something about feeling like he’d just had a shower. I naturally, had to make a comment about showering together. It would have been even funnier if one of our other coworkers was there, since he’s the deputy EEO officer… hehehe. OK, so it’s not a super funny story. But we laughed. Then we went back to work because we’re professionals.
Stop sniggering - we are professionals! They pay us!!!
I got some really yummy 'maters super cheap yesterday from the Amish produce stand I pass on the way home from work. $2 for 7 big, yummy 'maters. The other Amish stand charged $4 for 6. They were good, but cheaper is better. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaters…
PS to swampy - they really do work that easily. My sweetie brought home his memory stick from work to take some files from our home computer - the transfer of data was almost instantaneous! I was impressed.