What a weird day at work. We get called into a meeting, and my boss’s boss announces that he will be “transitioning” into a new role, and that my boss will be in charge of the whole department. Hmm. Also, that his boss - or ex-boss as it seems - is in town from Aberdeen and will be having a meeting a little later.
She announces that our whole department will be moving to corporate headquarters. Which is 20 minutes from my house, as opposed to the one-hour one-way commute I’ve been doing for 10 years. Yay for me!
This is too weird, though. Due to recent restructuring (which is when lady boss was assigned over boss’s boss,) she is way new to this position. Hell, the position has never existed. They are combining two engineering groups into one, it’s just that the “main” one (it’s the main now after restructure) is in Aberdeen. And they will be doing most of the manufacturing. So we (sub-sea engineering) are being moved to corporate, because we won’t need to be at the manufacturing facility. The rest of the engineering people are staying put, because they make different stuff.
I’m sure I lost you, but I’m corn-fused, too. Asked directly, boss lady said definitely no layoffs. Still a bit scary.
Ooops! I’m sorry, but ya know, what’s the MMP without juvenile grossness? All the same, I didn’t mean to put you off your dinner.
Yay me! I was feeling a bit ticked off about the graphics card purchase at Best Buy on Saturday. They had the wrong tag out and when they rang it up it came out to almost $60.00 more than the tag listed. I asked them to double check, but they said nope, 184,99 was the cost. I was all Grrrrrrrd out. Anywho, the more I thought about it, the more ticked off I became. Today I went on-line and checked out their website. Lo and behold the graphics card was listed for $130.00. I had the hubby call Best Buy and he’s down there now getting our extra 50 some dollars back. It pays to be wary sometimes…
Well, I need to put my pork steaks on the griddle now.
Get thee to somewhere that you can listen to “Sentimental Journey”–it will get in your brain pan and become a part of your soul, like all good Big Band music should.
Hell, I’m too young to know Big Band, but I know it! Google the title–you can thank me later.
Georgy Girl, eh? Now I want to hear Petula Clark and her version of “Downtown”…off to bath, TDS and bed. Today was good. I’ll order another for tomorrow.
It was the sort of day where, no matter where I was, I didn’t want to be there and nobody else seemed to either.
Both the ladies at my work who have kids brought them and both were cranky. We had a screaming two-year-old and a screaming three-year-old in a restaurant and neither mom could take the time to comfort their kid because they had to work. I encountered not one single customer who was friendly. They were all either surly or seemed like they really didn’t want to be eating/ordering food, even when the kids were quiet. Everybody was cranky. I don’t think I saw one smile the whole night.
What, you don’t think we updated the rules as warranted? This isn’t the Bill of Rights, it’s a living document. Besides, some of us guested/ghosted MMPs well before Rue’s sabbatical.
BTW, any of you planning to join Rue on his latest attempt to get you lost in the woods, er, I mean, have a Dopefest in the tri-state area?
Howdy y’all! I’m back from gettin’ all educated up in Tucson. It was rainy, windy and cold there and warm and sunny here. Go figure. I read through the MMP last night but didn’t reply cause, well, I was tired and jet lagged like and all so I thought it best. Not a whole lot to report on. Training is training is training after all, though I did enjoy being with my colleagues from both Canada and the US. There was some speculation among several of us on how we could get a beer to sponsor us or how we could become the spokespersons for a beer, for pay, of course. It never hurts to expand one’s options after all. Oh, and Sunday afternoon I had lunch at a place called “The Frog and Firkin.” We just had to eat there. I mean, a name like that just begs to be tried out. I had fish and chips, It was good. More general carryin’ on and stuff to come later. Right now, I guess I should do some work stuff.
But it can’t be started by Uncle Rue, 'cause he went and got himself employed. Therefore, all MMP threads whould be identified. Otherwise it’s just a thread. Not THE thread.
Don’t really have time to read everything this morning–Roomie almost passed out at work yesterday, so her brother drove her home. I drove her to work this morning, and she did pass out in my car, so now I’m home with her waiting for her doctor’s appointment. I don’t want her driving anywhere. I called in to work, and the boss seemed to understand, but she always sounds annoyed and distracted, so one can never tell. Ah, well. If I get fired because I didn’t want my best friend passing out at the wheel, so be it. I don’t like that job, anyway.
welby have you been in my house?? Cause we have a plethora of those at my address.
Ooo! Oooo! And “In the Mood” by Glenn Miller. The big band song, in my opinion.
I attended a conference last Friday, which necessitated a lot of walking around. It was in a HUGE convention center. Well, remember my knee? It didn’t like it. Not one little bit! I spent most of the weekend convincing my knee that it wanted to recuperate, and I was mostly successful. It’s not any worse, now, but it’s not any better, either. Very strange! But then again, I’ve never been this old before.
I’ve been looking at this recipe for more than a week, and the more I read it, the better it sounds. I need to get to the store to buy eggplant!
EGGPLANT AND PORTOBELLO SCHNITZEL
Serves 8
Oh, what a difference lemon and capers make on oven-fried vegetables! This twist on classic Wiener Schnitzel is simple to prepare, yet the elegant flavors and presentation make it ideal for entertaining.
Schnitzel
1 cup nonfat milk
1 large egg
2 cups Italian-seasoned dried
breadcrumbs
8 large portobello mushrooms,
stemmed
2 medium-sized eggplants, sliced
into 1/2-inch rounds
Lemon-Caper Sauce
3 Tbs. unsalted butter
3 Tbs. olive oil
3 tsp. capers
3 Tbs. lemon juice
2 Tbs. parsley, chopped
Lemon slices and parsley sprigs
for garnish, optional
Preheat oven to 350F. Coat baking sheet with cooking spray.
To make Schnitzel: Whisk together
milk and egg in wide bowl. Spread
breadcrumbs on large plate. Dip
mushrooms and eggplant slices into
milk mixture, then coat slices with
breadcrumbs. Shake off excess crumbs,
and set on prepared baking sheet.
Spray vegetables with cooking spray,
and bake 10 minutes. Flip vegetables,
spray with cooking spray, and bake
10 to 15 minutes more, or until
vegetables are tender and breadcrumbs
are dark golden brown. Set aside.
To make Lemon-Caper Sauce:
Melt butter in saucepan over medium high
heat. Cook 2 to 3 minutes, or
until butter begins to brown. Stir in oil
and capers, and cook 1 minute more.
Remove from heat, and add lemon
juice and parsley.
To serve: Stack 1 mushroom and
several eggplant rounds on each plate;
drizzle with Lemon-Caper Sauce, and
garnish with lemon slices and parsley
sprigs, if desired. Serve immediately.
Thank you kindly for the invitation, but I prefer to maintain my aura of mystery. (In reality, I’m having some car issues, and don’t know if I can make it down.)
And “One O’Clock Jump” as well.
Sorry about your knee. There are people who wear white coats who are paid very well to look at various appendages and proclaim the problem. They can even give you access to medicines that will make you better. Ask around–there’s sure to be someone like that near you…
Simon (our cat) caught the first mouse o’ spring here. This is why we have a cat. We would not otherwise have a cat because he is disdainful of our feeble attempts to amuse and house him…
Tarjay and Bordres today. And cleaning–pick something, someone, and I’ll clean it. Let me clarify that–I’ll clean MY version of it here in my house!
The salmon I made last night was…meh. Not that I didn’t do a faaaaabulous job cooking it up and all but I have come to the conclusion that I just don’t like store-bought fresh salmon. I like it well enough smoked but no matter how fresh it is, it’s too fishy tasting for me. From now on, Imma sticking with tuna or grouper or dolphin or summit else. So there!
swampy, you sure that was fish and chips? Sumpin et at a place called the frog and firkin “could” just be sumpin else, ya know. What the hell is a firkin anyhoo?
ellen, you might want to get one a them knee thingies what are all stretchy and supporty and all. Might help.
I give you firkin. IJ didn’t have anything in a firkin. I had iced tea. What, it was lunch time and I had to go back and get some more learnin’. The beer consumption was a little later on.
Now that looks like sumpin you’d definitely find a frog in. One that would jump on your head and try to smooch on ya! :eek: And that could cause you to fall right into that thar well! :eek: And then you’d have to send Lassie after Mom! :eek: And she’d be like “What, Lassie? Timmy’s down the well?” :eek: And then Lassie would go racin’ back and the frog would jump on her head and be all smoochie like…and, well, you see where I’m going with this. ::sigh:: Guess I’ll go get me another coffee. :o
