Now I want pizza. Not with scallops, though. Although we did order clam pizza when I was in Maine - I skipped that one, though.
I’m just mighty pissed with my body this week. I’m telling it to drop the weight I gained over vacation - and it’s not listening. Darn body - I’m gonna smack you good!
Susan
Yay! I’m almost *outta *here for my vacation. Chicago and Wisconsin and Vegas here I come!
Happy long weekend ever’body!
It’s tomorrow, lissla. But today is my birfday eve so everybody is being all nice and wishin me happy birthday today. 
Thanks all!!!
Would you believe it? Here I am getting ready to have a nice four-day birthday weekend and my department head has asked me to stay late. :mad: That’s just WRONG!!!
Happy, Happy Birthday, Puggy!
Just in case you aren’t here tomorrow. And to all you other folks who are gonna be gone for the long weekend; have fun and drive safe.
That’s all I’ve got today.
snerk
[sub]This post probably tells you more about me and the way my mind operates than you really wanted to know.[/sub]
Just got done going through the snakey lines to get my son’s pictures taken, his ASB card, purchase his annual, pick up his schedule and buy his PE uniform. It didn’t take too long, but first they gave us the wrong person’s schedule. There is another boy that has the same name as my son, but his middle name is different. So, we had to get that snafu squared away. Then, when we finally received my son’s schedule, but they had assigned him to Beginning Band for one of his classes. I was not happy. We didn’t ask for him to be in the band, and he doesn’t want to be in the band. We tried the whole band thing a couple of years ago and he hated it. I’m not wasting my time and money, not mention my son’s and the band instructor’s time. So, we have to wait a few days and then we can get him reassigned to a different class.
I don’t know what we’re doing for dinner tonight. I don’t think I feel like pizza tonight, that’s for sure.
I don’t think we’ll be going anywhere for the weekend. We’ll probably head out on the boat if the weather cooperates on Saturday, but that’s about it. We’re doing our bit to conserve gas and the dollars in our bank account, as it were. I still have to shop for clothes and supplies for the kids, but the mall is only about 3 miles down the road and I can get it all done in one stop.
Have a good weekend everyone and stay safe.
Okay, I’ll bite: MMP?
MMP=Monday Morning Post. Our illustrious** Rue de Day** posts a funny little story every Monday. The rest of us then comment, add or hijack. Really and truly, we mostly hijack and run off on this or that tangent.
Dang, Taters - you’re quick. Glad I previewed, or I’d have posted a virtual Me too…
I’m betting that it was something along the lines of “Make your own pizza next time!”
Do I win?
Heh-- me too.
I’m not usually this quick. And…I was so slow earlier in the MMP that I couldn’t even come up with any good seafood/fish puns.
Welcome! Mostly this is bad jokes, life anecdotes, chatting, recipes, and… more bad jokes. Also you have to send FairyChatMom chocolate.
We’re going up to Lazy Husband’s place to get fish and chips. I’ve just finished reading The Telling, by Ursula K. Le Guin, aloud to Mr. Lissar. I have to think of another book to read to him now. This makes fourteen novels read aloud since we met. No, fifteen, because he read me Peace Like A River. I like reading aloud. He seems to like listening. That’s the secret to our sucessful marriage. Dunno what keeps my other ones together.
I made yummy burritos for dinner, but just as I finished making them, I tipped over my glass of sangria all over the counter. :smack: It cleaned it right quick, but what a freakin’ waste of good sangria.
Luckily there was plenty more in the fridge.
Ah, got it. Thanks. I was wondering what was up with the non-sequitur “here’s how my day went” posts.
A quite fine and delightful
HAPPY HAPPY BIRFDAY
to our dear Puggy, who apparently enjoys what I write. ( not - so - secretly beaming at this )
I don’t know what a boil is, but I think that I have one on my inner thigh. It burns, and looks like a pimple. I THINK THAT I’M GONNA POP IT!!!
Make sure you tell them all about it here, especially if it tops this.
Swampy, that will probably oogie you out. Be warned.
Thank you so much for keeping us informed, cd. Let us know all the details if you do pop it. Not enough TMI this week.
My desk is partly clean. Now it lacks paid bills and small pieces of paper- all that it has on it are 500,000,000,000 little tiny jewellery components. Argh. The fun part.
I slept in today - sorta! I was having a dream that involved Vunderbob when I was suddenly aware of my dog coming around to my side of the bed (for the record, she’s not allowed in our bedroom, but she takes the rule sorta casually) and then I felt the cat jump up and start walking between my feet towards my upper body. I allowed myself to peek at the clock and saw it was 6:30! Almost 2 hours later than I usually get up!! Which meant the critters were hungry, so I dragged myself outta bed, let the dog out to pee, then fed them both. And rather than go back to bed and disturb my sweetie, who’s pretty much in a drug-induced slumber (legal drugs - he’s being treated for a neck problem) I opened some windows (it’s really cool this morning) and came on line (and I think I’ve managed to use up all the spare parentheses that were lying around here…)
So, about that V-Bob dream… I don’t remember all the details, but the main part was about a contest at this girls’ camp that involved sewing together a sail bag without touching the fabric with their hands. The fabric was marked so they knew what had to be sewed where, and they were given huge threaded needles, and as I watched, I saw that it was possible, if messy, to complete the task without putting hand to fabric. Then the judges announced a parents’ competition doing the same thing, and V-Bob and his wife entered. But the parents’ part had to be done in a swimming pool (??) and it was televised. That was when I discovered V-Bob was gay. His wife was a rather scruffy-looking guy with a ratty mustache. And sullen, to - he was really sullen. And I was thinking “How can V-Bob be gay?? I know he has a kid!!” 
And about that time, the dog and cat woke me up.
That’s my morning so far. Once my sweetie gets up and we have some breakfast, we’re off to the convenience center to get rid of trash and recycling. Then I empty my closet and start priming. Then I think we’re taking a bigger load to the dump, followed by a trip to Lowe’s for lumber and sheet rock to do the great closet switcheroony, sealing off the door to the red room closet and cutting a door in our room so there are 2 closets in the master BR. Later, we’ll add a closet to the red room. Or a wardrobe. Haven’t decided yet.
But first, my closet goes from dark purple to white inside. Yay!