Howdy all! Happy Sunday! It’s still hot here. I miss the seasons a little.
We are going to the concert I won tickets for this evening and dinner before. We are meeting up with most of my staff at a fancy restrurant we normally would not go to but they have 50% off everything for locals.
In the meantime I have laundry in the works and need to figure out clothing for tonight and get some breakfast.
Here’s hoping everyone has a great day!
Back from breakfast. Rain has stopped and blue sky is peeking thru the clouds. It’s crazy windy, and things are starting to dry out. Shortly, we shall return to the basement and start hauling stuff up to the truck and the car. Then I’ll make a peach crisp to go with the 'niller ice cream I picked up after breakfast. 
Howdy Y’all! Home from deheathenization and the meetin’ about Oktoberfest. Deheathenization was really good. Our Interim Priest preached a good sermon which is always a good thing. Foods shall be plentiful next Sattidy. Grilled chikin laigs and brats (the sausage kind), German N.O.T. sallit, regular N.O.T. sallit, spinich sallit (so we can pretend to be healthy I reckon), red cabbage, sauerkraut, grilled peppers and onions, and for dessert apple crisp and ice cream. The appetizer shall be soft pretzels with beer cheese dip and/or German mustard, and cruditè (again to give the appearance of healthy). Tbere will be games, a German folk band, and of course, a guest speaker cause it bein’ a stewardship campaign kickoff, we must focus a bit on stewardship.
Now I am goin’ to make and eat a sammich and achieve nappage.
Laterz!
The peach crisp smells yummerrific! I’ve got some chicken out thawing - not sure what it’ll become for supper, but something. Maybe I’ll do chicken-n-dumplins… hmmmmm
**FCD **and all the critters are napping. We disposed of all the garbage at the convenience center. My car is full of stuff to go to the thrift store. The comforter that Taz peed on is out on the line getting all kinds of fresh air blowing thru it. I washed it with bleach and between that and hanging out, there should be no residual pee odor. I’m going to leave it out all night, just to be sure.
It’s been a productive day. Yay!
Heading into our second night without power here, along with about 20,000 of our neighbors in this county. Not complaining, though, no matter how desperately I would love to have a shower. My family is safe, my home is intact, and the weather is beautiful.
Damage reports are still coming in - one cousin and an old friend had trees on their homes, lots of vehicles smashed by trees and debris, power lines down all around us, and far worse. Two deaths confirmed in my county, including the manager of the propane service we use, and a rupture and explosion of a gas line in the county northwest of us. As travel to the barrier islands reopens, I expect to hear more casualties. Matthew was a lot worse than most folks around here ever expected.
But…
We managed to stage a pretty nice wedding yesterday. Not elegant, perhaps, but friends and family pulled together to feed us all, a bridesmaid’s husband brought in a big generator so we’d have lights and running water, preacher made the trek safely, and the bride and groom are married. A good time was had by all (except maybe the bride’s mother, who seems constitutionally unable to enjoy herself, and spent the evening critiquing the best efforts we all made. And maybe the videographer, who spent the evening flirting madly with Girl 2.0, until I found a discreet way to point out that a. She’s 15 years old. And b. He’s at an isolated pond house, surrounded by The Girl’s redneck step dad, granddad, uncle, and a dozen of her honorary uncles who are very protective of “our” little girl. I felt sorry for the poor fellow, just a little bit, but he’s probably 30 - inappropriate!)
Anyway, not much else to do, so the teenagers and I will probably go volunteer at the food bank again tomorrow. The Boy had power and water as of noon, so I might impose and go get a shower before I go to the soup kitchen, or maybe we’ll get power back tonight. Fingers crossed.
The chicken and dumplins was a massive fail. Dunno why, but it tasted nasty. Fortunately, I made just enough for 2 servings, so I didn’t have to toss a bunch of leftovers.
We have peach crisp with 'niller ice cream to look forward to. Yay!
I am über grumpy and don’t expect to feel differently tomorrow. Tale will be told in the new MMP
We dined at that paragon of fine dinin’ known as Three Squares Diner bein’ we ain’t nuttin’ but gourmet all the way. I had a ham 'n cheese omelette, grits, and toast. OYKW went all out and had the hamburger steak with mushroom 'n onion gravy, a baked N.O.T., sallit, and Texas toast. He got the royal VIP treatment. His sallit came with two slices of ‘mater, two little foil packets of ranch dressin’ and three, count 'em three, packages of the fancy captain’s wafers. One usually gets one of those and two packages of saltines. When his hamburger steak and baked N.O.T. came, he had three little pats of butter and two of those foil packets of sour cream. Also he got two instead of just one pieces of Texas toast. If that ain’t royal VIP treatment, I don’t know what is!
Peaches glad y’all didn’t have any damage. I say go to the boy’s place and shower. He owes you that. Also, love what you told the videographer. I am picturin’ it in all its southern greatness in my haid.
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Does someone need a lyft? 
Peaches glad everyone came through more or less intact. Especially glad the wedding happened!
I just posted a deer hunter ranted in the Pit. Freakin’ morons.
peaches, I’m glad y’all are safe and the wedding went well.
Moooom, scanning the pics and storing them in the cloud would be the best way to go, no matter what you do with the hard copies. That said, make sure that the executor of your estate knows where they’re stored and has the password. Any historical pics should likely be offered to family members who would appreciate them(do you have a genealogist or scrapbooker in the family?) or a historical society local to where they were taken.
I heathenized today, then went for a ride and came home to prep for the week. I’ll watch the [del]trainwreck[/del] debate in a bit while I’m chilling in the studio.
None of my photos have any historical significance. Most aren’t even very good - I’m a terrible photographer. That’s why I’ll probably just toss most of them.
Peach crisp is pretty good, especially with ice cream. And as my day winds down, I’m about to mosey back to bed. I’s tahred…
Good man!
I am sorry to hear of the deaths and other bad news.
So I worked all day on my day off, thus ruining 2/3 of my hockey weekend. 
My store(and half the town of Garner) is still without power. I was stocking shelves by flashlight, like some Medieval peasant.
Peaches, glad everybody’s OK ,the wedding went well, and the videographer isn’t sleeping with the (cat)fishes.
red, I’m skipping the [del]debate[/del]trainwreck to watch the Packers play.
I don’t believe Medieval peasants had flashlights.
If they had, I believe they would have called them “Electric torches”.
Oye, do I have to do everything around here?
Oddly enough I lived in France for part of '84, including a month in Paris. For one of the only times in my life, I did a lot of labelling for that part of my trip. If I can help you (no promises), let me know. I’ll give it my best shot. Nava may be able to help out too.
I am watching the train wreck. Mostly in a “I can’t believe this is really happening” way. Still can’t.
I know. I said it because
Well this weekend sucked. Will relate the tale, with identity’s shielded, when I get home from the 750 mile round trip taking the bridesmaid to her PO Tuesday. The same person who was in the ER today with an anxiety attack from her sociopath husband, the best man. The two lorazepam pills they gave her were three too many, as Dr. McCoy would say, she is not running on all thrusters.
So we make our way to KW and stopped by GFS for big rolls of cling wrap and foil. Go downtown to meet my staff. Had a wonderful time. Food/drinks were good. Made our way to theater and it was dark. The concert I won tickets to was cancelled. So home to watch the debate live. I had set the DVR. I have sent a FB message o the theater saying so—I din’t win anything at all, right? And asking they give me tickets to another show. We shall see.
Debates were hilarious. Glad I have it recorded. May have to watch again.
Happy End of the old MMP.
You did well, darn your eyes.
:dubious:
Henceforth, we shall call you, “Mrs. Malaprop”.