I hate to shop, too, mostly because my poor knees can’t it. So I use PeaPod. yeah it costs a little more, but I’ll pay for the convenience of having someone haul those heavy bags up the stairs for me. 
TGIF, and my work week is over! Yay!
Today we had a “Team Building Luncheon” - which means we drove over to the Major’s house (he lives on base) and ate BBQ and chicken and beans and slaw and tater salad and french fries and hushpuppies and cupcakes and I’m so stuffed I won’t be eating dinner. That was the lunch part of it. I’m not so sure about the team building, since half of the team left early. Then I helped clean up a bit before I split, leaving 4 others behind. I’m not sure I get the point - we can’t talk about work since it’s all classified. So we mostly sat around and ate. Weird.
I ran by WalMart on the way home for a few necessaries, forgetting that I needed lemon juice, so on the way home from class tomorrow, I’ll have to stop to buy some.
FCD got an award at work today. The CEO flew in from Vegas to award him! I’m sure he came for other reasons, but the fact is, my sweetie has done some really good, innovative stuff since he’s been there - barely over a year, I believe, and he’s making them a metric buttload of money. And now the CEO knows who he is, which could be good or not… Anyway, he (FCD) came home early and did the second coat of mud on the bathroom/laundry room, and now he’s working on the vent for the kiln. There’s nothing for me to do till tomorrow when I’ll prime and paint after class, so I’m goofing off for a while.
Tomorrow is my last class and I’ve got 9 more pieces to glaze, plus I get to pick up the 12 I glazed last week. Which means I need to start finding homes for some of this stuff. Which means next week maybe I’ll give some MMPers a chance to own an Original Hunk o’ **FCM ** Crafty Stuff[sup]TM[/sup]. So maybe I’ll go ahead and volunteer to do the Monday MMP if no one else wants to.
Anyone? Anyone??
I do all our grocery shopping because my sweetie hates to, and he’s not very good at it. If I need him to pick something up, I have to be very specific, right down to reminding him to check expiration dates. But mostly, I take care of it myself. It’s just safer that way. Besides, he cleans the toilets and showers whenever I ask - I think it’s more than a fair trade!
I’m the cook so I do the grocery shopping. I also do most of the interior housework. Mr. Anachi does all of the exterior upkeep which is substantial. This also includes the cars. I am quite happy with this arrangement and he does a lovely job of gardening as exhibited by his five-time yard-of-the-month awards. I have yet to get a cook of the month award but I’m working on it. I AM a good cook, though. We both do our own laundry.
We do our grocery shopping together, but about once a month he gets the urge to go to the store and spend like 2 hours there. I send him off alone. I’m an efficient grocery shopper and don’t like to linger.
Actually, we’re going now. Friday night custom. We’re also going to see X3.
I am the grocery shopper because I do all the cooking (minus occasional grilled cheese sandwiches) but as you all know I am Not Safe In Food Stores, especially ethnic or gourmet food stores.
Mr. Lissar trustingly lets me do all the grocery shopping anyway, and never asks why we have cans of young coconut and grass jelly drink and something pink with tentacles and huge blocks of palm sugar. He’s a darling.
I’d just like to say that buttinskies like Lissla’s co-worker make me crazy. If you’re not part of my household, then how is this your business exactly!!! Grrrr.
It’s Friday!!! Yay!!!
Gotta go do some work in the garden. I’ve slacked off all week and have a bunch of things I’d like to have done tonight. And the weather looks like it won’t be too great this weekend.
Back later.
GT
<and no snerking about my mention of what a fast crowd, all y’all are, either!>
I must preface this with a comment on how impressed I am with the manner in which you all manage to live your lives and multi-task in so many posts on so many different topics. I have trouble keeping up with everyone, so please keep this in mind when I comment on certain posts/topics and seemingly pass over others. I am still getting to know who is who around here, I am not a boorishly insensitive person, but the speed at which this thread grows is a bit overwhelming, and I don’t want to be the kind of poster who chimes in with a mere “Me, too” when congratulations, sympathy, and/or wishes have been expressed.
gardentraveller thanks for getting my back on the allium identification, they are one of my current favorites. I spoke with a friend who works for the nursery where I got the columbine from, and I will be able to get a bi-color for the price of a regular columbine. I had purchased two of the same, and the second plant has budded, just not enough to tell the color. I did start some columbine from seed once, the package promised vibrant bi-colors. I babied them for three years until they bloomed, and every one was plain yellow. I was not real happy about that, and gave away all but one. A very pale yellow, I much prefer a stronger hue. My trollius popped open yesterday, such a hardy plant. I had to keep it in a pot for several months while we were moving, and I was afraid that I had lost it, but even though it looks like a much younger plant, (transplant shock has been hard on all my perennials) I have faith that it will return to it’s robust growth by next year.
My #1 daughter’s mil is so gullible and, well, dumb, that she confided to me recently that for the loooooooooongest time she wanted to vacation at Lake Woebegone. Not facetiously, she thought it was a literal destination. I don’t even know why I have to spend so much time with my kid’s mil, how did that happen? Anyway, I have seen a clip of Woody Harrelson and (can’t remember his name right now) performing a duet taken from the movie, and I am ready to see the show just for that clip!
Oh! Mr Bus Guy our district is so tight for transportation money that all the routes routinely have kids (K-12, though elementary rides separately from the middle-high school) sitting 3-4 on each seat, and even some standing. I feel for those bus drivers, big time! My kids refuse to deal with that kind of stress, so they choose to walk. About a mile and a half, no matter the weather conditions. We have white out blizzards as well as hurricanes, even though the “real world” never hears about them. Otherwise it is most often either misting and blowing or downpouring and blowing. The times when the sun does shine it is stunningly beautiful, but generally if the sky is clear the temperature is below freezing, with windchill often in the negative digits. I am proud of my kids, who don’t demand to be driven everywhere, and frequently go for a walk just to, well, go for a walk. Their older sisters were/are not like that at all, they consider their feet as appendages meant to display high priced shoes on.
Okay, I need to tend to The Son, who is just waking up. More on why he is being allowed to sleep the day away to come.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I moved to Alaska and didn’t bring a coat!
While here it is a lovely 47F, raining and the wind is SE 20+. We have more of the same forecast into next week. The winds are supposed to pick up to SE 45+. Groovy.
If it makes you feel batter, kaiwik, it’s 13C here, which is about 50F or so. I think. I suck at calculating the difference between celsius and… however you spell your silly temp measuring system.
I like, it, though. It’s cool and windy and nice for sleeping.
I just made pizza. I have leftover mashed potatoes, so I mixed some caesar dressing and olive oil, and used that as the sauce. Garlic, potatoes, mozzarella, and parsley. It’s gooood. I’ve also become tragically addicted to miso in the past few days, and I want suggestions. I’m going to use it in a sesame salad dressing, and as a marinade ingredient, but I need more ideas.
Woo-hoo! The weekend has begun! I’m home and I don’t have to think about work until Monday! That’s a lot of exclamations!
I had an hour and a half long VTC today that was incredibly boring. Fortunately, we had the mute button so we could make wise-ass asides to each other around the table about whatever they were discussing in the VTC. One individual was discussing his slides and how they arrive at figures for the metrics on the slides. He had a very, very monotanous (sp?) voice. I told the folks around my table that he must have attended the Ben Stein School of Speaking. Yes, that’s exactly who he sounded like.
When I arrived home, I noticed an empty bottle of vodka sitting on my patio table. I asked Mr. Taters what was up with that, and he told me that our neighbors had come over to celebrate some very, very good news. It seems they have been fighting with the state to take away three boys from their meth addict father, and they won. The neighbor currently has their sisters living with them. She has a huge heart and is generous to a fault. So, anyway, they’ve set up an apartment right near here and the boys are going to live there. They are 14, 15, and 17 years old. I’m sure one of the adult sisters is probably going to live there too.
So, you won’t think my neighbors and husband are lushes (I know FCM, welby, and welbywife think I am), I’ll have you know the vodka bottle was not full.
That meth is terrible, terrible stuff. My husband’s niece lost custody of her first daughter because of that crap. I didn’t feel one bit sorry for the niece. She cleaned herself up for awhile, but last I heard, she was back on that crap.
Congrats to FCD! That is very good news!
Since I do most of the cooking around here, I generally do the grocery shopping. Besides, taking Mr. Taters with me to the grocery store, or worse yet Costco is a HUGE mistake. We always spend three times the amount I would have spent, had I gone alone.
MBG, I am so glad to hear that goon got punished. Somehow, the punishment doesn’t seem like enough, but at least it’s something. I remember when you posted in the Pit about this whole incident. Pssst…there’s a celebratory pie and beer under the shrub for you.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for now. I know my life so very exciting and you all want so much to keep up with it. Right?..Right? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
Hey, **swamp[{/b] are you still in a good mood?
rifty, you could always swim nekkid, though the gators/fish/manatees might be atracted to the dagling “lure” :eek"
LiLi, isP BCL begining to be paranoid, or begining to collect 100+ cats?
There are gators around the U.S.S North Carolina, bobbio . i guess tourists are good eating.
puggy, it is a chi, good eye.
I do all the cooing and most of the cleaning(the Roomba does the floors). Of course I am the only human in the apartment, so I don’t have much choice.
Happy Weekend, all!
Ummm, are you a dove? I only ask because of the cooing you mentioned? 
Like I’m one to say anything about typos or missed words…you’d think I’d remember to preview EVERY time, but I don’t. Consequently, I have lots of boo-boos in my posts.
** Lissla Lissar** thank you, it does indeed make me feel better! Although I feel even better that the days are so long. As I mentioned, I am still trying to sort out people/places/job/etc. are you the person having trouble sleeping during the long days? We are closing in quickly on the days when the sky is dusky at 1:00 am and 3:00 am is full daylight. My first year here I had to cover the windows with aluminum foil, 17 years later I have no problem sleeping in the daylight!
My son, like my #1 daughter and myself, tends to be very allergic, suffers from stress induced exzema, etc. Since school ended June 1st I decreed that I want the kid’s bedrooms mucked out but good. So he was diligently working, and his room truly needs a good vacuming/rug shampooing. He came to me last night around 8:00 to tell me he was itchy and would I look at it. The kid was covered in huge welted up hives covering approximately 2/3rds of his body. I called the E.R. to make sure I was giving him a proper dose of benedryl and to put them on notice that he might be in later, and then I covered him with cortizone cream. Well, that’s not technically true, he did most of it himself, and I had his father supervise and make certain that the welts on his back were coated. Then it was a sheet on the recliner, his poor 13 year old self, another sheet, and then a clean fleece blanket over him so I could make sure he didn’t develope any breathing trouble. While I kept him company his dad* finished straightening up The Son’s room, and when he gets home tonight he’s going to steam vac it. As of this morning The Son’s hives have greatly subsided, but it’s taken him most of the day to sleep off the three doses of benedryl.
*If I am going to refer to my husband with any regularity, he needs a name, so I will call him the skiffologist, because he is justifiably proud of his mad skiff skillz!
Oh my…those sound like major allergies, kaiwik. Glad he’s getting better. Don’t sweat the confusion; after a while you generally know who’s who and probably more about everyone’s life than you do about your RL friends. And if you’re not sure who said what, you can always look back through the thread some… I love hearing about your life in Alaska, by the way.
Big congrats to FCD on the award! That is extremely cool. Team-building sounds…ummm…not so useful. What’s the point of it if you can’t talk about work? Will some of you be working together on future projects? At least the food was good.
One of the reasons I bought a really small house was that I was going to be the only one cleaning it. And, well, cleaning isn’t really my favorite thing. I had a roommate when I first bought the house, but knew that she’d be leaving after a while, so I planned for just li’l ol’ me.
Not having someone to split the cleaning with is about the only thing I don’t like about living by myself. I’ve tried to make sure that my stuff is set up so that I don’t have too many things that collect dust, but it’s pretty much inevitable with older houses. (And guess who ought to be cleaning instead of posting stuff to the interweb?)
How do you like the Roomba, dogbutler? That’s about the closest I’ll be getting to a cleaning service… Really like the sound of your electric broom, Taters. Seems like it would be helpful for keeping my bathroom and kitchen floors debris-free. What kind is it?
OK…that’s way too much on that subject…
Glad that guy gets to do some time, MBG. Sounds like he deserved more… Oh, and cool camera.
Glad you’re not replaced, Drae, I think. At least you’ll continue to have insurance until your medical stuff is cleared up.
Didja make it home yet, Bobbio?
taxi, I’m with Drae on making sure it’s clear that you’re asking questions because you want to make sure nothing needs to be re-done. Don’t know that you actually have to say it, but if you get into a situation where someone’s wondering (cuz people are funny sometimes), you can tactfully point out that they probably don’t want to be cleaning up after you… Bet it won’t be long before some of the stuff starts to feel familiar, though.
Mama Tiger, your shopping story cracked me up. Seems very wise not to accompany him to the grocery EVER AGAIN.
It’s supposed to be coolish this weekend here; lows in the 50s and highs in the 60s (between 12 and 18 or so Canadian 
). Should be perfect gardening weather if it doesn’t rain too much.
Got a bit of the pass-through area between the neighbor and me dug up. Should finish up tomorrow. I’m going to put in some stepping stones, I think. This is one of the areas where I’m trying to eradicate my enemy. Hardest plant to kill EVER. But I am determined to win.
Past my bedtime - lots to do tomorrow…
Happy weekend!
GT
kaiwik, I’m one of the ones with bad insomnia. I also have eight husbands and work in a small bookstore and bake madly. I hope that clears everything up! Oh, and much sympathy about your son’s allergies.
It is difficult to keep everyone straight- I can kind of do it because I’ve been MMPing for three years. I think. I was trying to compile a metal list of regulars and used-to-be-regulars earlier. I have a sievelike memory, but:
Rue
Tupug
FCM
swampy
Bumba
welby
gt
Exgineer
Fetchund
SurrenderDot
SnakesCatLady
gotpasswords
kaiwik
Mama Tiger
Wintermute
Kallessa
Shibb
rosie
Bob
Mika
dogbutler
Drae
Kythereia
Taters
chaoticbear
I’ve left out hundreds, I’m sure. Who’ve I not mentioned?
i dO preview and spell Czech, I JuSt nEED a new eyBoraD. [sub][sub][sub][sub]Yeah that’s it[/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]. Speaking of which, I think Lissla meant mental.
A metal list would be:
**Iron Maiden
Black Sabbath
Judas Priest
**
gt I love it! It vacuums up dirt, pet hair, and the occasional pet
Lessee…you might have to figure out the nicknames, but other people who stop by from time to time (or used to) are:
scout (greeted with great regularity because we know she still lurks - hi!)
Ashes
LOUNE
Spats AKA Rifty
Melli
dangergene
Rebo
MBG
TWO
There are more, but I’m sleepy…finally (I’m also an occasional insomniac)
GT
Speaking of pets, Papa T. took the dogs to the Dog Beach today, where our golden retriever, Rusty, for the second time in his life, actually swam. He’s been to the beach lots of times, but until recently he simply would not go in deep enough to lift his feet off the bottom. But last time he was hit by a bigger wave (relatively speaking – we’re talking maybe a foot) and found himself temporarily having to doggie paddle. It was accidental, and he certainly didn’t do it again. Until today, when he not only did it, he did it voluntarily. More than once! Oh, plus he actually is retrieving now! But why is this news, you may ask?
This is news of earthshattering proportions because, while we adore him to death, he’s known by all who’ve ever met him as the World’s Most Neurotic (and Dumbest) Golden Retriever. He has always hated getting wet – he’ll refuse to go out and pee in the rain; once during a hurricane in New Orleans, he held it for a day and a half, and peed for nearly two minutes when we finally dragged him out as the rain was letting up! – and he would turn up his nose at chasing stuff and bringing it back; he much prefers to sleep. As Whiterabbit says, he doesn’t just have issues, he has lifetime subscriptions! He lies at my feet while Isaac the lab chases his kong with a singleness of purpose that has to be seen to be believed.
But this is what he used to be like. As of today, Rusty is finally officially turning into a Dog! Who retrieves stuff! And swims! And loves everybody! Loves loves loves everybody!
Yeah, he’s an idiot. And it may seem like I’m carrying an awful lot over a dog actually swimming a bit, but trust me, if you knew him, you would know how truly stunning this is! Of course, he’s also discovering how tiring exercise is, too. He just lay on the floor tonight and had to be served his evening dog biscuit in place.