Well, I’m up and coffee is on. It’s cold and frosty outside, but warm and toasty inside.
Bumba, hope you’re feeling fine today. See, I’m gonna fuss, just a bit, because my father has heart problems and I’ve gone through several heart attacks with him, plus the related surgeries. It’s only 'cause I likes ya and your wife.
I have plans to clean the house today. We’ll see how far I get. I would like to vaccuum my great room and stuff, but the hubby STILL needs to help me carry the chair and a half upstairs and OUT OF THE FREAKIN’ WAY. Sheesh.
I’m going to get me some of that aforementioned coffee now.
Hehe, thanks all who enjoyed the poem. FCM, by all means do adorn your cubicle with my little brain dropping.
Today is the first day of the Weekend of the Sociology Project. I’ll be sifting through whatever books I have, pulling out relevant quotes, because tomorrow my partner and I will be making the traditional Science Fair triptych, because we both have other tests to worry about between tomorrow and Thursday, when it will be presented. Although I suppose I’ll be writing my individual paper part of the project during next week. Ah well, it’s only 5 pages, so it shouldn’t be hard at all.
Oh, and upon watching Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead last night, I’ve decided (as per Rosencrantz’s description of Hamlet) that I’ve gone stark raving sane.
One beater won’t stay in the mixer. Go out to Bed, Bath & Beyond to get new mixer.
Batter takes four times longer when you make a triple batch. Or maybe it’s the new mixer. GT wonders whether she shouldn’t have just gotten a twin of the old mixer (which lasted almost 20 years, so I can’t complain).
Cookie cutters have mysteriously disappeared. World Market only has large cookie cutterss (hoped I could get jam, lemon curd and cookie cutters in one fell swoop). Target has snowflake-shaped cookie cutters in the right size, but I really wanted something with shorter arms (like a little star). Supermarket only has very large or very small cookie cutters. GT remembers that there are two cookware sellers in the Short North, less than 10 minutes from home. Finds parking meter with 23 minutes on it, finds a small star and small heart. Perfect. Maybe this is a sign that things will get better.
I’m just to the point where I’ve turned the oven on and will roll out the cookies. Wish me luck. I think I need it today.
Sorry iffen I stole your thunder Jayjay, believe me, I coulda done without it. Hope you’re feeling better.
And happy anniversary FCM and FCD.
Thanks everybody for the hugs and well wishes. 'Specially the hugs. I like hugs.
Did you guys select a host for next weeks MMP? 'Cause I’ve got a kinda interesting, if not terribly amusing, story. I already typed it up and I could post it late Sunday night to start things off.
Late Sunday here is early Monday for the rest of Merika, and them folks in the rest of the world are alread used to being here at the wrong time anyways.
So anyways, I volunteer.
I vote for Bumba to start out too! Did I remember to include hugs in my previous greeting? If not, then {{Bumba}}!!!
The fascinating cookie crisis appears to have resolved itself. I baked a batch to make sure the dough was OK and then went to run errands for a while, since all the stores I needed to get to today either don’t open tomorrow or have such limited hours that I won’t make it there then because I have a Christmas party to go to.
Anyhooo, I got back around 6 and have been baking ever since. I’ve got one more batch to roll out and put jam etc. in. They’re thumbprint cookies, but the dough is a shortbread that has finely ground oats and pecans in it and also cream cheese. This year I’m filling them with lemon curd and with 3 kinds of jams. They’re a fair amount of work, but yummy.
Santa just went riding through our neighborhood on a fire engine, lights a-flashing and siren a-wailing. When it happened last year, it confused me a bit, but tonight, I knew exactly what was going on. I felt sorry for the guy - it’s in the 20s out there! And there they went, driving slowly down the street, with no one to wave at. I looked out the window, but there’s no way he could have seen me.
I decorated my fireplace niche all nice and purty like. I made my own snow by pulling pillow stuffing stuff out, and then spraying glue all over it, and then, putting this sparkly looking snow stuff from the craft shop on top. I added some more glue, some more sparkly snow stuff and finally another dose of glue. It looks really nice. Now, I just need one more thing to put up there. I need to find a little (about one foot or maybe two feet) lighted tree to put in there. Then my winter wonderland creation will be complete.
Man, I didn’t mean to leave out the hugs, Bumba. You know I’m a hugger; I about scared the life out of you in May. I, of course, send my hugs to you.
We just ate oven roasted chicken breasteses, with cous cous that had mushrooms and stuff in it. It was good.
I vote for Bumba to start the MMP on Monday.
Time to play some WoW now. I’ve been waiting in the queue because my server is full. It should be close to my turn now.
I play mainly on Proudmoore. I have a level 57 pally there. My husband has a level 57 warlock. We usually run around together. I have to other characters on different servers (undead on one, nightelf on another), but it’s been so long since I’ve played them, I don’t even remember the servers.
Server is still full, dammit. I started at 423 and am now 160.
Strangely tired. I have some chores to do before work. I won’t have any time to do them this evening- it’s another fun round of closing and opening! I close at ten tonight, and get to be in at work for nine tomorrow morning! Whee! Thankfully, this is the last time I’ll have to do it until probably the summer.
I want lunch. Yesterday I ate mostly Greek cheese pastries. It was yummy.
OK, all you really dedicated MMPers will get a sneak preview of a link I’ll post tomorrow. I’ve photographed my latest ceramics and posted them here. I’m not fishing for compliments - I know my work is still rough, but I have improved. Anyway, in case some of you were wondering what I’ve been doing the last 9 Saturdays or so…
