Sorry about your cat FCM. Was he old? Did he maybe eat something he shouldn’t have?
I almost had a puking story but so far I have resisted the puking. I think I have my first cold/flu of the holiday season. Yay. And I have to work extra shifts for the weekend which will make that all the more enjoyable.
And since even extreme nausea won’t keep me from thinking about or talking about food, I decided I want to make popovers and that I want a popover pan for one of my Christmas presents this year. I was wondering if anyone ever made popovers? Got any good recipes?
Poor kitty! I’m so sorry for your loss, FCM. Hugs to both you and FCD.
Haven’t posted yet this week. I read through yesterday’s posts, but was too tired to write anything. Spent last evening looking for something to prove to the nice driver’s license people that I truly have a Social Security number. My card has gone astray (I know it’s in this house somewhere; probably just in the wrong file) and it took forever to find something that they’d accept. Eventually found something so that I could get my new license this morning.
Glad the picus are doing better. The candy sounds yummy.
And thanks for posting about your visit to Colorado, Anaamika; I’m really enjoying reading about it. Also…Happy Birthday in advance in case I don’t make it in here tomorrow.
I’m currently watching one of the more peculiar films I’ve seen in a while: Picking up the Pieces. I’ll let you read IMDB’s description. Seems like it should be over soon, but I’m not sure if I care enough to watch the whole thing.
Loved the chocolate fountain story, Ellen. I can just imagine what the kids looked like!
Oh and susan, those 3 pounds are clearly a misunderstanding on the part of the scale.
Well, those are my random musings of the moment - greetings to everyone I missed.
GT - still tired.
FCM: condolences and a big hug from Cuervo, Scarlett , Marty and I.
Mika: Sounds like your Thanskgiving was all we wished ours could be. New family, new connections and new clothes!
PS: Cheesecake for late dessert with beer (in case I miss a shift tomorrow!)
PS: Bus Wife is crying for your kitty. Condolences from her and the Bus Kid too.
Oh, FCM! I’m so sorry! I have no idea how I’d handle it if any of our three were taken away from us that quickly…
I’m not done yet, with the story. But those are some cool pics - the last one is my favorite!
FCM, it always breaks the heart to lose a pet. You gave him love, and he returned it I’m sure, and that’s something that is definitely worth the temporary pain.
Susan
Poor FCM and kitty-- so harsh and sad for all. No gripes about my two fur monsters tonight.
I’ll gripe about my car instead. Actually, yay! I may be getting a new car! No, I can’t afford it and was hoping to wait till summer, but the cylinders are going fast, so wah- hoo! new car for me, maybe. We’ll see what my mechanic says.
Maybe it was just being back from break, but work today was weird, like I’d been shuttled in from a slightly different dimension. In this dimension there were no cheesecakes in the lounge, only german chocolate cake made with splenda. This I avoided as if it had the plague, which it just might have, since I don’t know how splenda is made.
That’s it! That’s what my car reminds me of! You know how in cartoons, when the car goes spluttery, splut, splut, keeeerploooey, hefffff…heff… pfftt…? That’s what my car sounds like. Only with a bit of a jaunty rattle of deiseling to go with. And my car doesn’t stick it’s little pink tongue out when it dies. It’s got some dignity y’know.
Swampy, your mom and mine are the same. Too expensive?! You gave birth to me woman! You refrained from killing me during my teen years! Gimmee that derned wreath and clear a path to the register!
Scout, may I put a very distant buzz of a [sup]San Diego Dope[/sup] in your ear? Veeerrry distant, as in when I might again have reliable transportation, and prob’ly after the holidays; but not so far as to not want to have a buzz to mull, in quiet moments of contemplation. Perhaps whilst sipping unconventional hot cocoa.
My condolences FCM and family, it’s never easy losing a pet. 
Any idea what caused it? Was he sick in the first place, or did he get into some rat poison that the old owners left around that you didn’t know about, or? Why’d he just die like that? 
Oscar (the grouch) sends purrs and paw pats your way, while Hazel’s willing to settle in on your lap in an “unmoveable kitty nap” pose. Rhiow’s shy, but she sends a nuzzle.
I’m so sorry about your kitty. This is indeed a safe place. Cry your heart out here, no one will fault you for it eyesaround for the less sensitive folks… just so they know…Don’t see any… It helped me when Maxx died.
Awwww {{{FCM and FCD}}} I’m so sorry about the kitty. He had a good life and was muched loved, I know.
Ashes[sup]2[/sup] I know. I heard about it all weekend. “He just shouldn’t have spent that much!” “I wanted to pay for at least one but he wouldn’t let me.” “It was just too much to spend.” Of course I get no sympathy whatsoever from ACBG. He just snickers cause he’s heard me say stuff like that a lot. The ol’ meanie! He’s supposed to be sympathetic. Plus I have to keep being nice even when he’s not being nice because of the cheesecake.
<ahem> Clearing Throat <ahem.
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR MIIIKKKAAA!!!
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Damn. I really thought I was going to get here first.
Happy Birthday Mika!!!
FCM, I’m so sorry. Lots of hugs to you and the family.
Swampy! I love swampy. 
I love Draelin, too. Thanks, guys.
Listen Draelin, I really want to go to the Ren Faire with you next year. I know it’s ridiculously far away but I want you to know i’m claiming one of your weekends. I’ll come in costume even! What do you say?
Abso-freakin’-lutely! This summer was so crazy, I only went twice–and one of those times, I was there for no more than two hours. Next year, we’re so there. 
Happy birthday, Miss Mika! I hope you have a lovely day!
FCM poor poor kitty!! I’m so sorry. sniff
Chocolate Fountain Update: There is still one shirt soaking in the washing machine. It is thoroughly drenched in liquid detergent. It has been washed three times.
Christmas Update: I have bought exactly one present. Let’s all gang up and throttle swampy. In addition to Christmas, I have to deal with a husband whose birthday is Dec. 24 and a daughter with a Dec. 27 birthday! I’m on Purchase Overload.
I have, however, received TWO Secret Santa gifts thus far! Yippee! And given two. It too fun!
A girl after my own heart! WOW! I only went twice, and my SO thinks that’s plenty. Yeah right. I want to go once alone, so I can see every single freakin’ show, once with the SO, and once with you, and who knows? There may be other opportunities! I promised taxi78cab, too, after all!
I’m so sorry FCM. That’s so heartbreaking…
Happy Birthday, Anaamika! How old are ya? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.
We just had a meeting here at work. One of my favorite engineers is leaving the company this Friday. On a brighter note, the powers-that-be are going to restore the 9-80 work week they took away a year ago. Yay! Every other Friday off rules! You don’t have to use vacation or sick time to take care of crap like car repairs and doctor appointments. We don’t know when, of course. And it’s really not finalized. So I shouldn’t hope too much.
I keep worrying about FCM now. That’s got to be heartbreaking. I also want to add that he had love before he died, which is all you can do, really.
I have no problem answering. I’m no longer trustworthy - I’m 30! 
I’m right behind ya–I’ve only got 24 more days of trustworthiness in me. I have already vowed to spend December 1-23 in a positive frenzy of childish behavior. Tonight I will sit down and watch Rudolph (8 p.m. on CBS, for those interested) and sing along and possibly try to make my cat dance to the Misfit Toy song.