Warm Jammies from the dryer, homemade chicken rice soup, a good book and RHOMiami reunion. Nice. 
Irked all day, came home, chatted with Hockey Lady:) She sent me a picture of her in a beer maiden dress.
Yay for no clots, sticks!
Photo looks good, Apes.
[Cheers]CatDude![/Cheers]
Yay for returned Fairychatfamily!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis a chilly 31 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 53. Tonight is supposed to be rainy. We shall see.
Feel better Apes!
Yay for family home MOOOOOOM!
Boo about the wreck gigity but yay for dash cam.
I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants feedin’. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. At least it’s Firday and jeans day.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Wow, that’s a big ol’ cricket! My old chameleon could have lived for a month off of that guy!
I love your attitude towards dents in your car. It matches my own. 
It’s 26 American outside which means the stairs which were covered in slush yesterday will be icy today. My work shoes have no tread. I hate my work shoes.
Somebody remind me to go to Walmart today and get a good can opener. My old one has become a hazard to itself and others.
I’m up and looking forward to lunch with a dear, sweet friend of mine who is in town for Christmas from Texas. So excited to see her. When D passed away she was always there for me, even from so far away.
Other than that, I’m not doing too much as I’m trying to rest my leg. My knee has decided to be cranky and has threatened to give out on me a couple of times. So, I’m going to sit on a pillow and [del]eat bon bons[/del] work with sculpey all day.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! I’ve been outside twice already with psycho mini-pug. But no piddles on the rug, so that’s good.
They got home just before 8, totally exhausted. I made grilled cheese sammiches, then daughter packed her car and went home, and **FCD **enjoyed watching TV at a normal volume. His dad is going deaf, so their TV, which is *always *on is *always *loud. By 9:30, we were in bed. Some time after 4, we were joined by a dog - not much rest to be had there, altho she did eventually calm down. I woke just before 7 with a cat between my feet and a dog against my back. **FCD **had his half of the bed fully to himself. Luck me. :rolleyes:
Today’s adventure will be visiting 3 granite suppliers to look at the slabs they have in our chosen color. I’m hoping we can find one we like so we can get this process moving. We need to buy a faucet also, then start taking down our backsplash so we can fix the walls. Then I paint. Guess we should buy the paint also…
But nothing starts till someone gets his butt out of bed and into the shower…
Happy Firday!
Yo spaz
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DON’T FORGET TO GO TO WALLY*WORLD AND GET A GOOD CAN OPENER!!!
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Jesus man! Indoor voice!
Use italics.
Morning
Here I am thinking it’s Thursday and it’s Firday!
It’s friggin cold outside.
My pay is off by $31.10 and I have no idea why I was overpaid. Some weeks they are a little slow in sending out our statements so I haven’t seen it yet. I hate to call them and say, ‘Hey I think you overpaid me, do you want your money back?’.
I wonder if there was some kind of holiday bonus.
Sah-doggie is acting weird. Not sick, just weird. Maybe he’s just confused because my schedule is off this week?
Can you get a good can opener at wally world?
Lucky you had a cam 2gig. People have thought I was crazy for calling the cops for a minor accident but I don’t trust anybody and I want documentation. Once I tapped somebody’s bumper (my foot slipped off the brake) at a toll booth and the man tried to blame me for every ding and dent on the rear of his car. Even the cops laughed at him.
I pity the person who puts the first dent in my new truck. Some jerk parked next to me in a parking lot and he was over the line too close to me. He started to swing his door open and caught my look and grabbed his door back.
Just think, one day 2gig may be the one catching me on camera with the headline ‘Crazy bitch takes crowbar to man in parking lot’.
A moment of silence please…for my toaster oven. It’s not offically dead, it works fine…as long as you stand there & hold the button in. :rolleyes: Guess what’s on my agenda for tomorrow.
I also got the phone call from Hell yesterday. Literally! It was quite pleasant but originated in Hell. Wish I was there. 
Spidey your post reminds me of two things hell related. Ok, really maybe not but Ima share anyways.
A little town in Jawja named Waverly Hall has a Shell gas station/convenience store. The “S” burned out once so at night, in big letters, one saw “HELL” every time one drove by. It was that way for a couple of months. I was greatly amused.
There are two towns in Cook County, Jawja that are next to each other, Adel and Sparks. When one leaves Adel goin’ north on US highway 41, one immediately enters Sparks. This gave way to the classic “Adel, so close to hell you can see Sparks.”
Now if that ain’t MMP MPSIMS then nuttin’ is.
Would the small person inside my head banging against my skull with a jackhammer kindly GO AWAY!
I’m glad the family made it home safely, FCM.
Spaz, did you buy the can opener at Wally World?
Sorry about the fender bender gig, but I’m glad you had video to back up what really happened.
I hope your headache goes away soonest, April.
My MiL is back in the hospital…sigh. My husband had to go pick her up and take her down there last night. I don’t know when she’ll be released or if she’ll even call him because she is pissed at him now for “telling” on her. Long story; she’s not taking all the meds (which she denies) and she’s not eating the eight tiny meals a day (which she denies). When my husband left, they weren’t completely sure they were going to keep her, but he had to go because he had to get up early and go to work today. When he left, she yelled after him, “So, you’re just going to leave me here?!”
Frankly, I think it’s the best place for her. What she really needs to do is go into assisted living so someone can always be there to make sure she’s doing what she’s supposed to do with regards to her medical care. But, she’s stubborn, and she won’t do it. She was crying to my husband that she felt like she was “going out”. I am simultaneously frustrated and angry with her, but also feel horribly sad for her. We can’t make her listen, we can’t be at her house 24/7 and we can’t constantly run her to all of her appointments, make sure she’s eating and taking her meds, and taking care of herself and her house. We have more than full time jobs and our own house and dogs to take care of. So, there’s the guilt too.
Bah.
I’m enjoying a little coffee before I clean myself up and start making the stock for my prime rib soup. It should be quite yummy and I’m looking forward to it.
My gramps fell yesterday and is in the hospital today getting an xray. My husband asked me if I wanted to go up to see him and my mom this weekend. I said yes. So we are all packing up and leaving tomorrow morning to go see them.
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I was also hit by another car…On my 1999 Suburban, after I was able to determine which dent was the freshest and thus most likely his, I figured it will be another part of the asthetic atmosphere of my truck..
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I used to work with a guy who had some ancient diesel pickup. Think it was an F250 long bed and the color was indeterminate. (When you could see it through the exhaust.) When it left Detroit, it was probably blue, but now, it’s your basic Big Ugly Truck.
Someone smashed into him when he was stopped at a traffic signal. He jumps out, looks at his bumper, looks at the other guy’s shattered headlights and dripping radiator. The other guy is surveying the same damage. My friend cries out “You scratched my rust!”
He helps the other guy push their car out of the way and takes off. 
{{{Taters and Apes}}} Taters, y’all are doin’ all you can do. You know that. Hubby knows that. Does not make it any less flustratin’ I know. Apes glad you’re gettin’ to see your mom and gramps. Hope he’s ok.
The calendars that TPTB were all in a tizzy about two months ago with all the carryin’ on about get orders in NOW finally showed up today. Thus next week I shall be out and about in the north, south, east and west forties deliverin’ calendars. Good times. Ok, I won’t be goin’ everywhere cause a couple others will be out there as well but still a lot of mileage to be done next week. Rah!
Back in the carefree days of my youth (around 72 or 3) I worked at a Harley dealership for this guy named Harry – Sidehack Harry to give his usual full name. We had to deliver a bike to a customer some miles away and he followed me in his side-car outfit to bring me back. We were most of the way back when we came to this red light at the bottom of a steep hill. Harry thought maybe his front end was out a little so he shifted it into reverse and – wham – right into a pick-up.
The guy jumps out saying “Oh my God! I didn’t know I was drifting!”
Harry looked at him and the damage (broken tail light lens on the Duo-Glide) and says “Actually it was my fault ----- no big deal”
The guy goes on “Christ my insurance man is going to kill me – I’ve already had two accidents this month. And I’m late for work!”
Harry tries again – “It was my fault, not yours. Besides, I own the Harley shop – that’s only like a 2 buck lens. Forget it – consider it my present, my treat.”
The dude rips some cash out of his pockets – some ones, a couple fives, maybe a 20 – and shoves them at Harry and says “Bless you, thank you so much – you are a saint!” – jumps in his truck and takes off.
Harry is standing there with this dumb look holding this odd assortment of crumpled paper and I just sat there laughing and trying to say “5 will get you 50 he doesn’t know these things have a reverse gear!”
Busy week and busy for another week. Hugs for those who need them.
And doggie or scones or anyone – if any talk develops any time about a Mumpfest, shoot me a PM or e-mail. I may be back to in and out for a bit.
I’m in conference call heck, with rights reserved to upgrade to conference call hell, as usual. The big topic? Gettin’ calendars out to participants ASAP. Ummm… we already got it figured out down heah in southwest Jawja. Calls bein’ made to let folks know we’re comin’ and all that good stuff. Stoopid conference call.
Ok, now it’s stuff I might need to listen to. Laterz!
I remember one call on th am-bus-ulance for an MVA (Motor Vehicle Accident). The crew gets there &, as is usual, quickly surveys the damage (which indicates how hard the vehicles hit & potentially how much trauma the parties have). The tail light is cracked. Not broken, mind you, just cracked. This gives you an idea of how, ummmm, hard, yeah that’s it, hard the car was rearended by. The pt is carrying on about how he’s injured for life & will never be normal again, how he can’t sue for enough money for the pain & suffering he’ll have for life, :eek:
yada, yada, yada, shaddup!
Well sometimes when you have a tramatic injury, one site can cause so much pain that you don’t even realize you have another injury. Therefore, it is standard practice in severe trauma cases to expose the body to look for secondary injuries. Since he was carrying on that he was in so much pain, the crew decided to treat him as a severe trauma. One started at the leg of his pants & one on his nice leather jacket…simultaneously…with the special shears designed to cut clothes. It was truly a ‘miraculous recovery’. Once he realized he was in his skivvies, he, ummm, kinda forgot about the pain for life & was more concerned about the loss of his nice leather jacket & secondly how he’d get home in just his skivvies. :smack: :rolleyes:
Went to Michael’s and bought the whole store today!