Unusual day. The canes got crushed 5-0. I even left early. I had to go into work on my day off(not unusual). I took Gordie t the dog park, he had a ball. They dumped a pile of pine mulch while I was there, and he rolled in it. For once my dog smelled better after the dog park than before. When we got home, Gordie humped Thrak.
mmousie, is Brokeback Mutt TMI enough for you? 
Happy Anniversary Rebos!!!
Hope your surgery goes alright, gotti.
Thanks, Herbs!
Morning all. HRH has had me up since 5am again this morning. Not much else to add. I am contemplating making this for myelf for V-day (I just needed some kind of excuse!).
Happy Anniversary Rebos!!
{{Spaz}} Just keep reminding yourself that having friends that have gone away isn’t always a bad thing… after all, now you have all sorts of free accomodations in new and interesting places. Win!
LiLi, that sucks indeed. Hope both of your valentines are back to a state of semi-normalness by Saturday.
I also would like photographic evidence of this legendary macaroni shoe. Pretty please?
On that note… The Boy has just arrived. I’m gonna go snatch a little quality time before bed. 
I took the quiz - there’s a 24% chance Smokey isn’t trying to kill me.
Happy Rebo-versary!!
all I have to say is. 
knitted bacon?:eek: (and yes, I saw the photo - ::shudder:: )
which helps not at all because I’m not entirely sure who LiLi is IRL.
me too!
should I watch for you on the news?
First things first:
Happy Reboversary!
swampy, must show photos. I remember the one MOOOOOOOOOOOOM showed a few weeks ago (man, it feels like it was ages ago), at about the same time that I-think-it-was-RedRoses was asking whether handmade presents are good. We need to be able to compare the shiny awesomeness of both shoe sculptures.
Sometimes I think that the problem with being civilized is that we can’t go and stab people who make us stabby. Then I do realize there’s probably many people I make stabby, but really, some people really make me want to perform vertebral surgery on their nape…
Sheboss is definitely not well. I mean, she’s always whiny and always prone to emotional outbursts that really have no place in a professional environment (this includes from “how can you be so mean” to “let’s all hug!”), but…
Yesterday she gave me the same order four times in less than six hours. Every time, after checking what was it that she wanted exactly, the answer was “it’s what I’ve been doing with them all week.” For three hours every day. I mean, I know I’m not particularly good at telling my boss about every watercooler meeting I have, but I did tell her about this series, it was not happenstance, she ordered it, she had already re-ordered it on Wednesday… I think it’s the combo of “Supermegaboss” with “heartily believing that people in charge are always right.” Supermegaboss is clear evidence against that belief.
On the car back, I was taking Mathgirl (who wasn’t driving due to a stiff neck) as well as The Hordie, and The Hordie asked what had happened to make Sheboss come retrieve myself and one of the clients saying (it’s difficult to translate) something like “I can’t believe what just happened, I’m so ashamed, I’ll never recover from this, how can you do this to me…” I explained what had happened as much as I know, but also that the level of shame Sheboss feels has nothing to do with what drop of water has overflown her glass this time, sometimes her response is just totally out of whack but it’s because she was already feeling bothered by a lot of other stuff. “For example,” I said, “she’ll claim that she’s so ashamed she’ll never recover when someone sends a document for review without updating the index.”
Mathgirl jumped to Sheboss’ defense “she’d never do that!”
And The Hordie, “eh, to me last week… and I have it in writing, I can show it to you.”
Oops.
She’s just not well at all, right now.
Happy Rebo-versary!
:flings yays, boos, hugs, confetti and get well vibes for the sickies:
I’s busy today, just round out that there’s a 91% chance Ophie is trying to kill me which is rather worrying…especially since she was sleeping right next to my head last night, her next step is obviously to sleep on my face and smother me in the night.
'im indoors is still kind of grumpy, still got no idea why but I think it might have something to do with the £25,000 bill for repairs/renovations to the house. That would be enough to make anyone gribbly.
Swampus, you must provide photographic evidence of whatever made OYKW come out with such an outburst. Enquiring minds, yannow?
'Tis Firday, Og be praised. This afternoon I am helping out with exams in the Medical School - an afternoon of blowing whistles and herding students. What fun.
Blurf Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. It’s my Sattidy but I’m workin’. Oh well. Extra money. Plus I’m gettin’ taken out for dindin to Longhorn Steaks tonight. It’s our anti-Valentine’s dindin. The thing is to go out to dindin either the day before or the day after VD. Plus we don’t do anything romantic to each other (well, except that 
) on Valentine’s Day. We will however stock up on on sale chawklit. It’s a tradition.
Anywho, need more caffiene and purtification for work. Methinks a visit to MickeyD’s for a pre-work biskit is in order today.
Later Y’all!
Knitted bacon? Does it explode?
Blurf.
Tonight is my state exam, to git me EMT-I certification. Wish me luck, puuuullleeeeeeze!
Happy Anniversary!!!
rosie, you friended me yesterday. I think. My IRL name is Kyra. And Muppet’s wearing a red hat and glasses in her pic.
Nat didn’t throw up overnight. I am hopeful. Also starving- going to go hunt and kill some breakfast.
Anyrose– all I can say is IF you hear tell of a woman who has stabbed a husband in the near metro Chicago area and I’m not posting anymore–well, you do the math!
I am up and going to work today. Gotta make the doughnuts.
Knitted bacon is a horror freak show. I just bought some bacon salt and have yet to use it. Oddly, I’m off bacon at the moment.
Hello to all newbies, boos and yays and poor babies as needed. Ciao!
Off bacon? Surely this is not possible. That’s like saying you’re not in the mood to breathe.
rosie, what LiLi said.
In case anyone’s curious, there’s a 93% chance that Ariel is trying to kill me, and an 80% chance that Morgan might act as her accomplice. Eeeep!
Happy Reboversary!! Oh, and Happy AntiValentines, everyone!
rigs, step away from the knife drawer!
nava, that woman needs some Xanax…NOW!
Big doings today at the biz. Department staff meeting, fire drill (I am a marshall which means I get to stay behind and gets burned up), and the company Valentines Day festivities. 
On top of that, I need to haul and distribute a lot of junk out of the department to make way for some client lounge type furnishings. Good thing I’m off Monday.
Last night I cut my thumb peeling a rutabaga. Don’t ask. The rutabaga was nummy though.
Tupug
Mornin’ all.
It is my last day at work, and I have much to finish. Which, of course means that I am wasting time here on the Dope instead of actually doing anything. It’s just the way it is, what are they going to do, fire me?
I’m going out with the people I work with for drinks after work. They want to get me drunk… I don’t think they’ll succeed, but we’ll see.
Ick for all of the sickies, I’m on the way to joining you…
Hi folks! Happy Anniversary ReBo!
Things are ok by me. I’ve mentioned that I’ve begun seeing a therapist a few weeks ago. I was hopeful but a little anxious. I’ve always thought about therapy, given the dysfunctional home I grew up in, but when push came to shove I was reluctant.
The final push was after my BIL died last December I began to be really panicky and having anxiety moments- about death and growing old and such. I decided it was time… I got a recommendation from a friend who is a therapist herself, and I really respect her. Sooo… I went and she was great. Very approachable, friendly. It’s a nice mix of delving into my past (which is totally relevant to the issues at hand) and concrete ideas about how to deal with my anxieties.
I’ve been going once a week now, and it’s really helped! Fewer bouts of anxiety, and a mechanism for dealing with them when they happen. Plus we’re dealing with other areas in my life- very positive. So, so far so good. I wonder how I’ll know when I’m, um, all better! (hah).
Thanks for listening guys…
Rigs, you’re making doughnuts?? I know Alton says it’s easy, and I even tried myself once. Emphasis on the once.
If anyone makes the perogies that **FCM **suggested, please feel free to stick some in the mail and send them on over to me. I love me some perogies!
I ended up making a turkey sausage Florentine sort of thing to use up the red pepper last night. I sauted the pepper in butter and olive oil, added flour to make a roux, put in a little white wine and then a bunch of milk to the right consistency. From last week, I had a mix of cooked sausage, textured veggie protein, onions and garlic in the freezer so I popped that in plus a bunch of frozen spinach. Let that cook while I boiled penne. Added a bunch of parmesan cheese and a little cream at the end and combined. It was teh yum!
Soapy, I’m glad to hear you’re doing better.
I’m also glad you managed to find a wonderful therapist. I had a pretty terrible one back in university, which probably explains why I’m loath to ever go into therapy ever again. It’s always good to hear stories that restore my faith that it can work with the right person.
taxi, that sounds Teh Yum. I may just have to try that, though maybe without the TVP because the texture kinda squicks me out.
New Boss Guy just popped over and told me I can call it a day at noon. W00t! Three and a half day weekend, here I come!
Dashing through–bizzy today!
Soapy, you’ll know when you’re done–you’ll just up and decide one day, your therapist will agree you’re good to go and you’ll always have the option of going back for a touch up if necessary. Therapy can be a very good thing!
Pratchett is 85% likely to kill Himself. I didn’t test for Stiggs 'cuz I don’t wanna know, but it’s a whole lot less likely on account of Stiggs is a moopy bear and he wuvs me. I’m actually surprised Pratchett’s number is that low!
Gotta jam–laterz!
Good morning, I’m up, but not because I want to be. My daughter overslept, so now I need to drive her to school.
I have mucho to do today too. I have my sheets in the washing machine and soon I’ll be throwing my comforter in the washing machine too.
I need coffee, but I figure I’ll just wait until I take my daughter to UW. Then I can stop at Starbucks and use up some of the giftcard I have for that place.
I didn’t sleep well last night, so I was a little grumpy when my daughter woke me up and asked if I would drive her to school.
We have some friends coming over to hang out tonight.
Tomorrow, we have to get curtains for the bonus room that is now my son’s bedroom. When we moved in the plan was to buy wooden blinds for that window, but it’s huuuuuuuge and after putting blinds in all the other bedroom windows, bathroom windows, and the den, it was a little cost prohibitive at the time. Since that room faces the back and no one can see into it anyway, it just never seemed like a huge emergency.
Now that my son has claimed it as his room, we’ll have to put some curtains in there, just so there’s a sense of privacy and so the room is dark on summer mornings.
I guess I should toss my sheets in the dryer now.
Any Los Angeles area mmpers want join me and Rick for sushi on Sunday? I can’t tell if anybody here is even in California. Stupid guests-don’t-get-locations thingy. PM me if you’re interested…
I’m pleased because I managed to get my website in passable shape after struggling and yelling at it in class. Stupid Dreamweaver is SUPPOSED to make it easier, but it doesn’t. At all. So I pulled up notepad and googled for how to do things, and boom, I’m done. I suppose it does help that I used to know how to handcode and just to learn the proper way to do things now.
It’s raining again. Ick.
I keep reading that word as “weenerbar”. I don’t know why.
Work is a little annoying today, stupid clients trying to make stupid changes and “can you have that done first thing Monday morning?” Uhhhh, no. You’ve had weeks to decide to make that drastic change, so why is it so hellfire important that you must make it now when the project was due Wednesday? I will never understand architects.
Happy Friday!