oh, yes, you know how the rental houses all have cutesy names at the beach? We’ve decided if we win the lottery and buy one, it will be called the Sea-weasel. Second choice: Sandferret.
I don’t know if we should talk about Pooh unless we include Tigger and Piglet, at least. And we can’t forget Eeyore because he thinks everyone does forget him so if we did forget him we would be reinforcing his own bad self image and that wasn’t cool even in Christopher Robin’s day, except then they just called it hurt feelings and not self esteem but it really comes down to not making people feel badly which is pretty easy, especially if your self esteem is okay, and not forgetting Eeyore should make your self esteem rise because he’s gloomy which means sometimes he’s not fun to be around but if we don’t include him then it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy and he’ll only get gloomier which will make it even less fun to be with him so we should make sure he’s with us so he knows we didn’t forget him and then he won’t be so gloomy because it’s hard to be gloomy when you’re with friends who don’t forget you even when you expect to be forgotten.
I don’t drink coffee. And what does LTNS mean? Have you all been constructing a secret language so that when I came back I wouldn’t be able to understand you? I have a touch of Eeyore in my self-esteem, it seems.
Eeyore’s a good guy
Even if a gloomy gus
Recuses with his tail.
A small grey donkey
Empty pot, broken balloon
The joy of friendship.
Kalley LTNS means long time no see. Just sayin’ ain’t seen ya in a month of Sundays, a coon’s age, since buck was a calf. Been a long time! Get it now?
We sang this hymn in church yesterday. Ok, not exactly that, cause what we sang was “All Things Bright And Beautiful” but Monthy Python was going through my head the whole time, causing me to <snerk>. I don’t think God gets mad if I <snerk> in church cause even He would agree that’s funny. It ain’t my fault my mind is permanently warpped when I hear that hymn! It’s Monthy Python’s fault.
Now that’s just great - I’ve been tempted to buy cocoa nibs so I can make cool recipes. I’ll just have to make sure to ask for the non-mulch chocolate.
I am planning on baking very decadent bars on Wednesday night - they have marshmallows, butterscotch chips, chocolate chips and walnuts. Will be mighty yummy - I will make sure of it. And to be ready for it, tonight is bean dip with cucumbers in pita bread - I will deserve those bars! Or bar, as it were - one for me, rest for work.
Susan
I think I posted some of this in last week’s MMP and killed it, so I hope it doesn’t have the same effect here.
On Thursday I had to take my kitten in to work to have the vet look at her mouth. She had developed tooth root absesses around her molars and had a sore in her mouth. One side of her jaw was swollen. We ended up pulling all her molars and a premolar on the worse side (under anesthesia of course). She was a little trooper and tried to eat dry food when we got home. Poor thing has been sick most of her little life plus she’s deaf but she is one of the sweetest cats I’ve ever had. I hope this doesn’t continue, the vet said sometimes in cases like this they have to have all their teeth pulled.
That same night someone brought in and surrendered a newly hatched chicken that had leg problems. I decided to take it and try splinting it’s legs and giving it plenty of vitamins to see if I could get it straightened out. So I have been performing physical therapy on a chicken for the past few days. I am also craving fried chicken which seems just wrong somehow.
Thursday I had my gas dryer hooked up. Yay! I can finally do all my laundry at home. Friday I discovered I had no hot water. I checked the water heater and the pilot light was out. I figured the guy who hooked up the dryer was responsible. I was not going to attempt to light it myself, I do not play with matches near gas of any sort. So I called the company that hooked up the dryer. They had a machine on. I started panicking because I planned to go see the Hitchhiker’s Guide movie that afternoon and I knew I would have to get them out on Friday or I would have no hot water all weekend. They finally call me back and said they’d come out but it may not be until later in the afternoon. So I missed all the showtimes for that afternoon because they didn’t come until around 4:30. I didn’t want to go in the evening because I was going with the boyfriend and he hates to go out late when he works early the next morning.
Saturday I went to see the movie with the boyfriend, then we went back to his place and watched a DVD. I came home after 9:00pm, fed all my critters and then decided to go online. I sat at the computer desk and I thought I knocked something off the desk so I bent over to look under my chair and I smacked my nose on a nearby traytable. It was like getting punched in the face, I saw stars. It hurt behind my eyes, too. I was expecting to have black eyes but all I had was a big red bump across the bridge of my nose. It’s still there, not the nose but the bump. Well, the nose is still there, too, but I thought that kind of went without saying. But now I’ve said it, so it didn’t go without saying.
Sunday I was supposed to go to a baby shower but for some reason I had a major headache. I decided to skip the shower. I just did some more laundry and washed dishes and rested my nose. I had planned to work in my garden on Sunday, weeding and mulching and similar gardeney stuff, but I didn’t think my pounding head would enjoy that. My head still hurts a bit especially behind my eyes, I don’t think my nose is broken but I wonder if I could have broken my sinuses?
Well, anyway, that was my exciting weekend plus a little extra.
prepares poking stick in case everyone has dozed off
Wile E, I’m sorry your kitty has bad teeth. I hope she doesn’t have to get little kitty dentures. I hope next weekend is more fun–no more whacking yourself in the face with tray tables! Sounds like something I’d do.
susan_foster, I have some cocoa nibs, and I’m not sure what to do with them. I’m thinking ultra-decadent chocolate chip cookies, but maybe I’ll do something else.
merrily, yes, I’m jealous!
Sorry about the kitty and the heater and the nose (Ow!), WileE.
I did not mulch this weekend, but I did many garden-related things. Took a tour of various nurseries about town (and near town…) to figure out what I’ll be buying. I didn’t buy much yet, just some more sweet allyssum and also some tomatoes, peppers, and herbs, and some perennials from an area plant sale.
Also, I removed perennials from what’s supposed to be my vegetable bed so that maybe this year I’ll actually have a vegetable bed (having bought actual vegetable plants helps as well).
When I do mulch, it will be with pine bark mulch, which never smells poo-ey, but is reliably piney. It also starts out a nice reddish color. Does everyone know that there is such a thing as BLUE mulch? It hurts to look at it.
And by the way…Happy Eat Dessert First week. It started today and goes through Saturday. So, Susan, you didn’t actually have to bother with the pita first; you could have started with the decadent bars.
One more thing: Did anyone else wonder how lieu found this thread? Does he have special searches set up to look for poo-ey words? (Poo doesn’t count, since it’s only 3 letters, but maybe he gets a special dispensation for that 3-letter word?) Or does he have a special network of spies who refer him to threads containing variations on the word “poo.” Perhaps he’ll return to answer these important questions.
Happy Monday!
GT
I did not mulch this weekend, but I did move furniture, eat a steak, agree to bake my famous apricot-and-raspberry cake for Mothers’ Day, buy a fondue pot and make friends with some chickens.
The chickens are my niece’s. She is an unusual kid. She already has two sheep and a horse, and now she’s decided to raise chickens, too. They’re kinda cute, them chickens. I have been promised an egg.
I moved the dining room furniture into the new dining room (which used to be the living room) and it looks marvelous, even though I have not yet painted. See, we took all the furniture out so we could have the new floors put in, and while the furniture was out, I painted the family room…but I only got three walls done because there was STUFF stacked on the mantel and in the little built-in alcove thingie, and I didn’t have anywhere else to put it. So now I have dining room furniture I can put STUFF on while I finish painting the family room. Then I can move all the furniture again and paint the new dining room.
I really really have to get out in the garden and clean it out, but it’s been cold, I’ve been remodeling and visiting my father-in-law in the hospital, attending a funeral (there was ITALIAN church lady food, swampy!) and getting estimates on my poor injured car. So… the garden has to wait a bit longer.
It’s all one bar when you take it out of the oven. It’s when you get crazy and take a knife to it, you get those silly little sub-bars. It’s all in how you look at it, really.
ITALIAN church lady food would have to be like the best Italian food ever! I mean lil’ ol’ Italian ladies with heaping trays of lasagna and such. How that not be anything but good? I’m jealous LOW! Also, sad cause you had to go to a funeral.
National Eat Dessert First Week? I did not know this. I shall inform ACBG that we have to eat dessert first at least one night this week. Ok, usually we don’t even eat dessert unless we have some ice cream but we shall make an effort in honor of the week. Maybe I need to go get an angel food cake. I have some fresh frozen strawberries I could thaw out. We could have angel food cake with strawberries, ice cream and whipped cream as an appetizer. MMMMMMM!
ACBG is back. Swampy is happy. Now week after next I’ll be disappeared for a week and he can miss me. We trade off like that. In about eleven days, I get to meet Taters and Bumba! I’m all excited! I talked to the folks I’m going to bother with work stuff in Seattle yesterday. They said they’re looking forward to my visit and all that stuff. That translates into: “We can’t wait to get this over with.” I know my work lingo, yes I do!
…and guess who dessert is going to be!
Heavens to Betsy! Like I could ever let a Rue thread go unread.
When Mom would make angel food cake, she had a special glass 7-Up bottle to turn the angel food cake pan upside-down on when it came out of the oven. There was nothing inherantly special about the 7-Up bottle, but it lived in the pantry right next to the angel food cake pan. I wonder if she still has that old glass 7-Up bottle.
I don’t make angel food cake myself. I don’t particularly like the cake, I don’t have the special cake pan and I don’t have a glass 7-Up bottle to turn the pan I don’t have upside-down on after I cook the cake I don’t particularly like. It all works out in the end, really.
Rue, I bet you eat a lot of devil’s food cake. Cause you know, you are what you eat! 
It hailed yesterday. And snowed.
The more it snows
(tiddely-pom)
The more it goes
(tiddely-pom)
The more it goes
(tiddely pom)
On snowing
I love A. A. Milne.
This week is Prepare For Next Week’s Houseguests week. Today is laundry and kitchen cleaning and maybe tidying my desk. They’re arriving on Wednesday (I think) and everything is really messy because Last Week’s Houseguest arrived a day early, so I have to clean up everything and then maintain an acceptable level of tidiness until they get here.
Maybe I’ll bake today. Ginger pear cake? I don’t know what to make for dinner. Or breakfast, really. There’s some leftover pasta in the fridge. Two kinds… no, three. Leftover mac’n’cheese with ham and peas and garlic, leftover rose sauce with chicken, and normal spag bog.
Driving Husband installed Nero (the computer program, not the emperor) on my computer. I can make cds again!
Well, dang, Lissla, I’m glad you clarified. Because if emporers are now available for install, I think I’d like Napoleon on my laptop.
Wow, that sounded dirty. Now I’m laughing.
So does that mean you’ll make CDs of kick-butt music for your crazy internet associates?
Getting back to the mulch… Six bags of it, and none of it smelled like poo. It smelled like cedar and I like it very much. It only steamed a little bit coming out of the bag. But to do all the front (there’s no grass, only 25 year old mulch which has joined The Soil Itself) will take about 12 bags. More.
MULCH looks really big when it fills up your trunk at Home Depot. Back home, spread around? Not so much.
I forsee much money being offered to the Gardening Gods this year.
Also–the neighbourhood cats think my new MULCH is just a fancier cat box. Scram, cat, scram! Get outta my mulch.
Compost? Manure? When the university gardeners put the manure out every spring, now that was the Essence of Poo. Whew.
(Random capitalizations R us today.)
The Essence of Pooh is honey. With a touch of condensed milk.
The poo of Pooh, however, is just poo.
merrily that’s a whole other kind of dessert altogether. That kind we have a lot. I’m going for the more conventional dessert idea this week. 
Rue even though I have a cake pan for making angel food cake I’ve never ever made one. I just buys em. It’s easier that way. Angel food cake with strawberries, ice cream and whipped cream is so yum! You should try it. You can even drizzle some chocolate syrup on the ice cream if ya want.
The cake sounds good Lissla. Mail me a slice and a cd, please.
Hi ya Savannah welcome to the MMP playground!
Ok, I get it lieu. You read the MMP every week but you post only if there’s poo to talk about.
I’m in charge at work this week. So, naturally, every conceivable problem there ever could be will happen. That’s where I’ve been all morning, dealing with problems. Do people complain about services when the head honcho is here? NO! Do we have plumbing and/or electrical problems at residential sites when the head honcho is here? NO! Do contractors suddlenly have a gazillion trillion million billion questions when the head honcho is here? NO! Well, ok, I bet she does hear stuff like that when she’s here but I swear it’s waaaaaaay worse when she’s not here cause I have to deal with it all.
I’m through griping now.
Well, I had a nice, chatty newsy post, and I lost it. I’m using my kid’s laptop and it hates me. So, the condensed version - I’ve been cooking all morning. The sale of our lot closes this after noon. My kid is doing well. I’ll probably be heading back to MD on Thursday.
And there are too many cats here. OK, maybe not. They’re nice cats, but they’re underfoot alot and I stepped on one but I don’t think I damaged him. Stoopit cat.