FCM, I’m e-mailing you my number… Won’t be able to post till after work, but that’s something…
GT
GT - got it - thanks. You’re now in my cell. I’ll put you in the call rotation right after the requisite family members. I may not be calling till early evening, depending on schedule delays and how long the procedure takes. I do appreciate you making a post in my absence!
You’re welcome - happy to help.
Haven’t got as much done today as I wanted to. Did figure out how to set the VCR timer so that I don’t have to be tortured by the parts of the Olympics I don’t want to see. Also started to get money stuff organized enough that I can do my taxes. Might be able to do them later this week. Did one load of laundry (got two more waiting) and made the sweet potatoes with lime and cilantro again. I think they need a bit more lime. Also, I used the cayenne called for in the recipe instead of the Szechuan-style pepper mix I used yesterday. Liked the Szechuan version better. Tasted yummy either way, though…
Still no sign of snow, although there is allegedly another chance for it tonight.
GT
Sending best wishes for FCD’s surgery. Also, best wishes for a safe drive to you FCM.
So, I ran to Costco. :smack: Stupid me, I should know better than to go around 1:30 in the afternoon. The parking lot was a friggin’ nightmare. I cruised up and down the aisles looking for a spot. There were plenty of people unloading, but it seems they had a lot more to go and I didn’t want to hold any cars behind me. Then, some razzin-frazzin idiot decided to turn into the aisle I was in. No problem usually, but somehow the idiot can’t drive and turn the steering wheel at the same time and needs the WHOLE damn aisle, so I had to stop. So, I stopped, right behind a guy. A guy who couldn’t see my big green vehicle behind and just about ran into me. He would have ran into me, but I had to honk my horn. That idiot flipped me off. What the hell?! I just saved me and him a lot of grief.
My whole purpose in going to Costco was to use my rebate check. I handed the girl my rebate check, along with my card when it was time to ring up my stuff. So, she rings it all up and totals it. THEN she tells me, “Oh! I forgot all about the rebate check and your order is all rung through now. We can cash it out for you if you’d like.” Yeah, the rebate check that staring you right in the face as you punched or scanned the items through. Geeze, what a maroon. Me= :dubious: :rolleyes: So, I chose have the check cashed and will now have to deposit it in the bank. Another trip I wasn’t planning on making.
I’m going to relax for a few minutes before I start dinner.
Hi! I’m dashing in super quick to say howdy and that I miss the MMP. Problem is, when I don’t have a cold or the flu or a migraine, I’m trying to make up for missing work and I do feel a teeny tiny smidge of obligation there since it* is * my job and I promised to do stuff like teach. And, erm, the MMP is still blocked at work, anyway.
Hey, Taters; tomorrow I’m going to Costco with my friend. We’re gonna get food and other party supplies for her husband’s fortieth birthday. He’s never had a birthday party, not in his whole life (he jokes he’s a recovering Jehova’s Witness) and so we’re throwing a doozy of a surprise party next weekend.
These days it’s always crazy at Costco so I just park way the heck out in the far far lot. Or in one of the tire shop spots. It’s not my fault I don’t like any of their tires once I get inside. And they have twenty bazillion of the closest spots and they never use more than half of them. Yeah, I know I’m evil, no matter how you slice it.
Dinner will be chicken piccatta tonight. Plus some green beans almondine from last night. Nummy! Your sweet potatoes intrigue me gardentraveler.
Ugh, okay. I’m here. I’ve been busy this past weekend. Big party last night involving lots of alcohol. taxi can attest to the abundance of those in the RPI area this weekend. I woke up at 3 pm. The thing is, I didn’t drink that much, and had I set my alarm for 11 or 12 I could’ve woken up then no problem. Who’s up for tomorrow? Anyway. In honor of the large snowstorm, I offer you (with apologies to Sir Mix-A-Lot):
Baby Got Snow
I like big SNOW and I can not lie
You other brothers can’t deny
That when a precip with an itty bitty temp
And an ice thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your gloves
‘Cause you notice that snow is stuffed
Deep in the white she’s wearing
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna make angels
And throw some snowballs
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with those drifts you got makes me feel so chilly
Ooh, pile-o’-smooth-snow
You say you wanna get in my shoes?
Well, freeze me, freeze me
‘Cause you ain’t that average weather
I’ve seen them rainin’
The hell with shovelin’
She’s sweat, wet,
Got it goin’ like a turbo ‘Vette
I’m tired of weathermen
Sayin’ no snow is the thing
Take the average plow man and ask him that
She gotta pack much snow
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your landscape got the snow? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to flake it! (Flake it!) Flake it! (Flake it!)
Flake that healthy snow!
Baby got snow!