Wow! That looks great, FCM. When did you say you were coming to help me with my basement??? 
It’s raining and thundering now. Yay! (Although the thunder seems to be getting louder, so I’ll be crawling under the bed soon…)
GT
The game-worn jersey I bought on e-bay still isn’t here, and I am rapidly approaching pissed off. My PayPal receipt says I paid on the 2nd. Today is the 25th. WHERE IS MY JERSEY? It makes no difference that I won’t be wearing it until October - I want it NOW!
Congratulations to everyone who deserves it.
Muskbunnies make me sneeze.
Swampy, I’m having dinner at Thai House next Wednesday. I’ll think about you and snicker.
Thanks, everyone!
I would have gone nuts buying bedroom stuff too, YaWanna. That’s as much fun to me as buying shoes.
This weekend, I shall once more go in quest of khakis. Maybe a couple of blouses, too. That is, if I find any. If only I could sew.
I talked to the parents today, and they tell me as soon as I get a permanent apartment, they’ll drive up and bring me some stuff, and stay for a little visit. Yay!
GT, you are sooooo funny!! 
I hope some of that rain makes it here. It’s been over a week since we had a good shower.
Oh, and the basement plans changed this evening. The current laundry room will become my studio. The new room we’ll build will be a combination bathroom/laundry room. So I don’t have to fret about my pottery stuff gunking up my washer and dryer. Which is cool. And I’ll have a lot more studio space than I’d originally planned, which is great.
I am very excited!
I’m making pizza for dinner. It’s got roasted red peppers and mozzarella on it because those are the pizza type things we had around. I do have pulled pork, but somehow it doesn’t fit. If anyone wants pulled pork they can make sammiches.
My latest Husband is Harmless Husband. He’s one of the sensei(s) at Mr. Lissar’s dojo. He wanted to join the harem. I’m not sure what he’s useful for except maybe preventing ninja attacks, but he’ll be a nice addition. I’m not sure if he’s trainable. All the other ones are nicely trained, though, so even if he’s just an Anti-Ninja-Protection-Device he’s be useful.
Dishwashing Husband and Lazy Husband haven’t made it to your place yet? They must have gotten lost.
Shoot, I was hoping you’d fall for that one.
Lissla, you did tell them to turn left at Cleveland, right?
Ah yes, Harmless Husband. Well, currently, I could actually use an anti-ninja protective device at work, so…how soon can he be here?
I have plans for Friday night. Yay! Friend just called and suggested we meet at Whole Foods tomorrow night as it’s singles night and they have food samples everywhere. She’s not single (her SO works there, which is how we know it’s singles night) and I don’t do singles events, but they have food. And it’s always interesting to wander around there. And we’ll be able to people-watch. Should be a hoot. Just what I needed.
GT (vastly cheered up)
gt, today was the last of the rainy days, according to the highly accurate weather folks anyway, that we’ll have for the next several. I went for a bike ride right before dinner and it was windy and threatening so I cut it short just as it started raining yet again.
If I had anything resembling a real garden I’d be in it this weekend. I may do a little sumpin’ with a small bed under the front window. Here’s a front view of the casa , although it’s old, from last August, it shows the front. Right under the window I’m thinking something needs to go in there. That’s Cuervo’s window to the world, so it can’t be tall.
I had potentially the worst chinese food ever today. This place has been fairly reliable til today. Maybe it was just a bad day…Funny thing about the delivery people around here working for the restaurants - they’re ALL girls. Young 'uns, like teens/early 20’s. Is that a new trend? I swear I haven’t had a male ring the bell in months. Wife now just gives me that lookTM :dubious: , when I suggest delivery. Who, me?
Ok, so my principal crisis earlier today turned out to be big nothing, hugely blown all out of proportion. Families don’t get along in the neighborhood, police have been called and we had to separate two sets of kids on different buses. It’s a big, kidcentric (yeah I made that up) subdivision, so it was easy enough to find a stop close enough to move one set of kids, which would normally be The Simple Fix.
But no. She wants me to re-route 2 buses, no 3, so that 2 different buses go to THE SAME STOP at least 5 minutes apart so as not to “inconvenience” any one set of kids.
With five days left in the year. I say, so we get to inconvenience every other kid on these 2 buses instead?
Well, I used different words, and it sounded much more professional and simplistic, because I had to consider my audience. She is, after all just a principal, poor thing. But I got it done my way and managed to convince her it may even have been her idea all along.
Please let it be June 6th tomorrow. ::closing my eyes, crossing my fingers, clicking my ruby slippers together 3 times…opening eyes…CRAP::
Li Li, that pizza sounds yummy. Last week I had a tomato/spinach/garlic pizza that was mmmmmm.
Oh, everyone! Speaking of that pizza, it’s one of the ones mentioned in the OP here, at my neighbor Chrissy’s. Chrissy, who right about NOW is having labor induced, so very soon we’ll have a new neighbor on the street.
AND, today we had a cow at work. One of my supervisor’s sons has a “show cow” that was pregnant, and she dropped the calf today. Cathy was emotional and had to run home to make sure it suckled or some kind of agriculturally bovineish vital thing like that.
So, don’t tell Cathy not to have a cow. it’s too late.
Oh, and a big AYE for puggy.
sorry swampy - no crickets - the muskrats ate 'em all
Pizza was yummy, and I’m glad gt is happier.
Too bad about the crickets.
muskbunnies!
'Mika - have a great time in Lost Wages. We expect lots of pictures! Don’t forget Red Rock Canyon, if you can get out there - it’s only about a 20 minute drive from the strip and SO WORTH IT
Yeesh, swampy, are you PMSing or what? 
FCM, what kind of washer and dryer do you have? I only asked because I saw them in the picture. I still think it would be very cool to throw pottery, but since I’ve never done it, I’m sure I’d make a big mess. Are those the Maytags or the Whirlpool Duet? I visited the Duet at Costco. I’m still kind of torn between the Maytag Neptune or the Whirlpool Duet. I know for sure I want 3.8 cubic feet of washing space though!! My laundry pile never disappears!
For those of you wanting rain, you can have all of mine. They’re predicting thunder and lightning for this evening as well. We’re having a houseful tomorrow, and it sure would be nice if they could step outside in the backyard as well and not worry about getting rained on.
Speaking of pictures…ahem…welby? Did my image break your camera?
Dinner has been consumed (leftovers), and now I think I’m gonna finish my newspaper crossword and veg in front of the idiot box.
So…filling in my summary from the last page of last week’s MMP. Siddown…this’ll take a while…there are sidetracky parts.
I’m pretty sure these attributes apply to the other attendees as well. (Nice & funny, definitely.)
It felt kinda weird going to a picnic with people I’d never met before IRL. How would I know I was there?
[Sidetracky part]My Sunday phone call to Mom emphasized the container planting Saturday morning and kind of glossed over “a picnic" when I accounted for the rest of the day. She asked who was there and my highly specific response was “some people.” (Yes, I am 48 and generally possess a reasonable amount of common sense. Yes, I have an ethnic mother in whose eyes I am approximately 10.) She knows about e-mail. I really don’t want to explain message boards to her and how, well, no I haven’t met these people IRL, but I know enough about them that I might as well have. Well at least some of them. Which makes everyone else friends of friends.[/SP]
Anyhoo, I got to one picnic area and didn’t see pink flamingos. Drove past this guy in a red Hawaiian shirt before making it to the second picnic area. That area was filled with Cub Scouts and accompanying adults. I wasn’t sure if there was a third area and my special Doper radar was telling me “Guy in Hawaiian shirt = Rue,” so I went back and got a friendly welcome from Rue himself, who was waving bye to the Little Woman, Soupo and Katcha. Everyone else was sitting near the shelter, watching the grill and chatting.
It was sunny. (I’m mentioning this because it had been gray and rainy and miserable for at least two weeks straight so it seemed miraculous.)
What Exit?, you know how you had too much food? Fraid there’s not much you can do about that. There’s just always too much food. It’s a rule.
There were hot dogs. And a gazillion types of chips. And 2 rhubarb pies. And fruit. And stuff to drink. I brought veggies and hummus (regular and black bean). I’m forgetting stuff. The important part is: lotsa food.
There are countries there. And ginormous fish-holding tanks. Think above-ground pool sized tanks. (You have to climb some stairs to peek at them.) And more cheese than you’re likely to ever see in one place. Baker bought Australian candy there. They’re building a hotel. Kinda getting the picture? Also, there was a sign saying not to break the crablegs. Seriously.
A fairly lengthy discussion took place in front of the gourmet meat freezer. I think we were in the way of other customers. Eventually, the decision was made to acquire alligator sirloin and wild boar. Can’t remember the other (semi-)exotic choices. Goat? Buffalo? Also there was gourmet barbecue sauce (from one of the Carolinas, I think). I bought almond crescent cookies to bring back to my co-workers. Baker bought Gjetost cheese and creme de cassis. Can’t remember what else was purchased. Oh…cheese…Rue bought cheese too. A nice English cheese.
Ooops, almost forgot the walkie talkies. We caravaned (caravanned?) to Jungle Jim’s. Four cars, four walkie-talkies. Well, four walkie-talkies in three cars because just as we were leaving it was suggested that we didn’t really need five cars for seven people. Since I didn’t actually have a map or a clue as to where I was going and really didn’t feel like driving, I was quick to accept Rue’s kind offer of a ride. Which meant that I didn’t really need the fourth radio as Rue already had one. Of course, did I think about the fact that car 4 didn’t have a radio? Not me. I’ve been more oblivious than usual lately. I blame work.
I found the radios highly entertaining. (Maybe this was the purpose of the radios?) Witty banter was provided by Rue, SkipMagic and Horseflesh. Baker and I chimed in on occasion as well. The highlight of the ride was “Drowning Jesus.” Really, that’s what he looks like. Or maybe it was quicksand. Just a tad over the top. Sometimes, living in Ohio is embarrassing. A rather irreverent link.
Anyhoo…after successfully bagging our dinner (well, actually I think it was bagged by Jungle Jim’s employees…), we went back, retrieved my car and made about 500 left turns until we arrived at campsite #420, where
They were skillfully prepared by Skip on a cute little kerosene stove. I think this was about the point where I decided that Skip looked like someone I know. Really. But who? This bugged me for a while.
There was also baguette, and tear-off bread (a DeDay family tradition) and hot dog buns. And hot dogs, for that matter. And grapes. And cheese. And crème de cassis. And more, but I can’t remember.
Horseflesh called sperfur and Wintermute and passed the phone around. By then it was late. As in after 11. I needed to leave. There was an elaborate sendoff. Tears were shed. Well, silent ones. Perhaps you’re aware that adult beverages are frowned upon at state parks? I believe that certain unnamed people may possibly have overlooked that.
The thing is, all I had to do was make lots of right turns as the arrival had happened via lots of left turns.
It’s very odd to think that the park is basically in suburban Dayton/Cincinnati and there are impressive developments all over the place. During the day, you can’t move without tripping over multiple luxurious housing opportunities. At night, it’s PITCH BLACK. Kinda reminded me of the time I got lost with some friends in the woods outside Salzburg. Only we were on foot that time. And young and clueless (not to mention flashlightless). And yet we found our way back to our hotel. In the dark.
Well, I had my car, and eventually found my way to dear old I-71 and home. And even remembered who the heck SkipMagic reminded me of: co-worker Mike, who is leading one of the projects I’ve been working on. (And who is not one of the people who is out to make me miserable.) It’s kinda eery. Very similar mannerisms. We were in a meeting together today. I may have stared.
Boy, was I tired! Not doing that again. Next year, I plan to brave the campground. Or at least a nearby motel.
Did I mention that Rue says he misses each and every one of us MMPers now that he can’t post so often? Also he sends hugs. (I’ve been hugged by Rue!)
GT
Heigh-ho…off to work I go.
FR looks nice, if I do say so meself. Got paint chips for front hall for this weekend’s project.
Still no floor. <sigh>
And I called my Dad and told him not to “worry” about trying to come up and help out-my husband (who didn’t tell me this) is taking that week off. My Dad hadn’t even told my mother about my suggestion. :rolleyes:
Have a nice day.
And Muskbunnies? Eek!
Believe it or not, they’re Kenmore - almost identical to a Frigidaire pair we were going to get if Lowe’s had them in stock, but we broke down and paid the extra $5 to get them from Sears right away. Yep, we’re wild and impetuous like that.
Take this for what it’s worth - when we had our ancient appliances and had a repair guy come for the dryer, he said that Maytag has slipped a lot in quality of late. I had originally wanted to get a Maytag pair, but after discussing it with him, I decided I’d look elsewhere.
I’m very happy with the set we’ve got, except that the plastic above the detergent dispenser is cracked already. I had the jug o’detergent sitting there and I’m guessing that during a particularly energetic spin cycle, the jug bounced and caused it to crack. Just cosmetic, but it ticks me off - we haven’t had the set all that long.
Well, I didn’t want to say anything . . . . . .
Actually, I was just scolded about this last night. I seem to have misplaced USB cable I need to get the pictures off the camera. Welbywife has indicated that I don’t get to sleep until I find it.
And, oh yeah, in case Rue stops in - I LIKE your shirt.
FCM, I was told the same thing by my repairman a couple years ago, about Maytag. He also told me that GE/Frigidaire/Kenmore brands are virtually identical inside and out. In fact, one of those (probably GE), makes the other two and just re-labels them.
Hmm … where to start?
I love my washer and dryer. I don’t know who made 'em, and I don’t care. Alls I know is I don’t have to lug my laundry anywhere but the back hall to do it anymore, and that’s good enough for me.
Mika, stay away from the penny slots. I lost a hundred bucks before I realized it, because it doesn’t feel like you’re playin’ with actual money. It’s just pennies, ya know?
Tel, good luck on the khaki hunt. I have never been able to find a pair that fit just right everywhere. Of course, that may have more to do with my fat ass than the fit of women’s clothing these days. 
welby, those cables are tricky. Go look in the first place you looked again. That’s where I always manage to find mine, for some reason.
This morning, I feel just about back to normal. I even put makeup on. I haven’t done that in two weeks. And I’ve got tickets to see X-Men 3 tonight, so now it’s just a matter of getting through the day.
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HAPPY DONUT DAY!!!**
Ok, so nowhere is it written that to day is an official donut day, we (meaning me) just declared it so at work. I had to go run a little work related errand a bit ago and decided while I was out that we needed donuts, so I swung by Krispy Kreme to get some of those gooey glazed donuts. Thusly, I hereby decree it to be donut day in the MMP and encourage all cool kids to eat a donut(s) today.
My washer and dryer are Kenmores. I bought ‘em three years ago to replace my old Kenmores which were still working fine but gettin’ old. I was brought up with Kenmore appliances and all I know is they seem to keep goin’ and goin’, so I stuck with ‘em. Now that I think about it, the same seems to be true in my sister’s and my brothers’ homes. Now there’s a weird family trait for ya!
FCM is that an air compressor I see? If I had a basement or a workshop I’d have an air compressor just cause I think every basement or workshop needs one. What? If you can have a kiln I can have an air compressor.
welby if you have a sofa or futon or sump’n like that near your puter, look under it see if your usb cable is there. I found mine under the futon last time I couldn’t find it. Just sayin’. No, I do not know why it was under there.