My bathroom, it is a showplace.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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MBB&B, a woman in my cooking club has a daughter with Angelman’s Syndrome. I guess it’s pretty rare, isn’t it?

Taters, I really liked Seattle. Yes, we got lucky with good weather, but even knowing that it is gray and rainy moreso than Southern California, I think I would adjust well to living there. It has a nice feel, and there are lots of things to do. I’m not interested in moving out of San Diego, since I love it here, but if for some reason I ever needed to get out of town, Seattle would go on my list to consider (which pretty much is a non-existent list at this point).

I’m now in the grips of a cold. Lots of snot and sneezing. I had 2 things I really needed to be at work for, otherwise I’d have called in sick. Looking at tomorrow’s calendar, if I don’t feel any better, I’ll stay home and keep my germs to myself.

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Shut up, all of you. She’s my daughter. That’s gross.

The cake turned out beautifully. Chocolate mocha mud fudge cake stuff. Yum.
Bailey is sitting on my right hand. I am typing with my left. This is awkward.

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well, it does feature a throne. :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue:

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scout, I’m glad you liked Seattle. Did you go to any of the Seafair stuff; hydroplane races, etc? It’s too bad you caught a cold. I blame it on the bad air one must breathe on airplanes. I hope you get to feeling better soon.

Frankly, I was feeling a little icky last night and this morning too. Kind of nauseous along with a ticke in the back of my throat. I CANNOT be getting sick. I just returned from vacation and I have too much to do here at work. I thought I had a little time to get some of these things done, but as it turns out I am to attend three classes in the next two weeks which cuts down significantly on my productivity at work. Throw in the meetings and VTCs and I’ve lost even more time, sigh.

Okay, someone needs to post some <snerk > worthy. I miss the Swampy snerk.

My daughter earned herself thirty bucks last night by alphabetizing and ordering a neighbors business files. Doesn’t sound like it would be difficult, but the papers were thrown in two boxes, in no particular order, and some of the packets had become separated. Anyway, she got it done and took the boxes back to the neighbor. I told my daughter that if she did a good and conscientious job of it the neighbor may decide she needs some more help. The daughter is always up for earning a few extra bucks. For whatever reason the babysitting jobs kinda dried up this summer so she hasn’t been earning as much money as she usually does.

Hmm, I have nothing amusing to relate or add…guess I’ll check in later.

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Ok, I was going to post this anyway, but since you asked: I’m trying to set up some mandatory training sessions, and I was just checking the list against my e-mail to see who had responded and who had not. I started to check someone off as having responded, but noticed the first name was different and thought, “Oh, no, that’s the wrong Wang!”

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Are you seriously planning to? Cause, yeah, I’ll come. I won’t come in costume (already did that) but I’d *love * to go again (and again, and again). If so, I’ll e-mail you.

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Recipe, please? :slight_smile:

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Anything open tonight, preferably a late seating?

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Your wish, taxi, is my command.

Cake part:

1 c. flour

1 tsp baking powder

1 square unsweetened baking chocolate

1/2 c. butter

3/4 c. white sugar

1 tsp vanilla
Topping:

1 tbsp instant coffee

1/4 c. cocoa

3/4 c. white sugar

1/2 c. brown sugar

Mix the flour, baking powder and sugar in a big bowl. Melt the butter and chocolate together in another bowl. Stir the chocolate/butter mixture into the flour and add the vanilla. Blend it all together. Put it into a smallish lasagna pan or 9 by 9 inch baking pan (you have to kind of pat it out) and mix together the topping ingredients. Sprinkle them on top. Pour one cup boiling water over it all, and bake it for 40 minutes at 350F.

It still looks gooey when it comes out of the oven.

It took five minutes to make, and it’s chocolate fudge crack. I’m going to try leaving out the coffee and adding tart cherries next. And maybe amaretto.

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I think we just missed Seafair. Like by a day or so. We were in town from Monday through Friday, no weekends.

Lissla, that sounds good. I wish I could have a bowlful right now. Cooked or raw, I’m not picky. :wink:

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For the record, I’ve pretty much got my husband accustomed to closing the toilet lid. Not that our dog drinks from the big, flushable water bowl.

That’s all I got. It’s a boring week. Better luck next post…

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Just went out to a sushi place for my Dad’s birthday dinner. Mr. Lissar was the only one to get sushi. I had bulgoki and it was great. I am typing holding chocolate peanut butter fudge ice cream in a sugar cone. Envy me.

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So…I didn’t really get anything done in the basement (one load of laundry doesn’t count), so I’ll be getting up extra early tomorrow. I went to the library and then came home and alternately read the latest Carolyn Hart (Death of the Party, one of the Death on Demand/Max and Annie Darling ones) and napped. Also, I went around the corner and got some ice cream.

I really hope the A/C people get here early in the day; it’s getting kind of warm in here and it’s supposed to be 86[sup]o[/sup]F tomorrow.

Welcome back to Ex and HB and scout.

Yay Puggy on the smokelessness!

And NoClueBoy…you are a disgrace to your name!!! :smiley: Clearly, you have a clue about wallpaper and mud and suchlike.

Lissla, that cake sounds yummy. Were you thinking of adding the cherries as part of the topping or in the batter…? I was thinking dried cherries in the batter might be nice (I’ve successfully added those to brownies before).

I keep trying to find something snerkworthy to report, but today, I got nothin’. Weekend was kind of long as it involved entertaining Mom, Brother, Niece and Nephew. I didn’t hurt anyone. Actually, we had a fun time, mostly. Among many other things, we watched What’s Up Doc?, thinking it would be mildly amusing to the kids and bring back nice memories for us older folk. My nephew, who’s on his way to first grade, forced us to watch it two additional times. They wanted to take it home with them, too. Someone’s getting it for his birthday… He was all proud of himself for understanding some of the funnies. At least now I’ll be able to say “Yes, Eunice” when someone gets bossy and have everyone understand.

GT

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Ok, so I really wish that old people would stop coming to Wal-Mart to try to return things. I’m tired of my customers that I got like this:

Old Woman 1: Wants to return an 18-pack of washcloths because they were made in Pakistan, but brought them in the wrong packaging, which was actually for “flour sacks”, but I don’t really know what you use those for.

Old Man 1: Wanted to return a 150 dollar air conditioner without a receipt, and would not accept a gift card, and demanded cash, and it took 4 managers to calm him down, and then he stormed off and his wife got a gift card

Old Man 2: Wanted to exchange coffeemakers. As I always do, I looked inside the box, and indeed, there was a coffeemaker. Scan box UPC, and we don’t carry it. He screams and screams that he KNOWS he bought it here, and sure enough, we do carry it. BUT HE PUT IT IN THE WRONG BOX, for a coffeemaker that was completely different.

Old man 3: Returns a 2400 dollar plasma screen, with receipt, because he “can’t program it”.

But then, it’s also moving-in time for all the sorority and fraternity people. So I get to deal with this too:

Bratty spoiled whore 1: “I umm… bought this fan, and it was supposed to have a remote, and umm… it didn’t have one… and ummm…” So I go over, look at the fan, press where it says “Push” and a door opens, with a remote inside.

Bratty spoiled whore 2: “I got these as wedding gifts and they are SOOOOO UGLY!!! I want my money back.” Nothing has UPCs. Some of the stuff we don’t carry. Thanks for making a return take 30 minutes, bitch

Clueless frat boy 1: “Yeah, umm, this vacuum cleaner has lost suction… I want to trade it for another one.” (No receipt). ::open up vacuum:: There’s your problem! You never changed the bag! Waste of oxygen, that one was.

Or the contractors/construction workers/immigrants doing lawn work who don’t speak English, but somehow run through a Weed Eater every other week, and we keep replacing them.

Sorry, guys. I like venting.

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A boring week in Chez VBob, too. All I have so far is that my office is in a converted aircraft hangar, and we’ve had a possum loose in the high bay for 2 weeks. Until today. It was caught in a Havahart trap this morning, and I got to be the official witness for the building that the extermination contractor caught it to set free in the woods at the other end of the Center.

Back to sleep, MMPers.

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We have seating for one and the lights get turned off at 9:00. Plan accordingly.

Hey Bobbio, did they spin the 'possum around a few times before it was released to disorient it? Wouldn’t want it to just walk back to it’s comfy old digs.

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No possums here. I virtuously got up early and am making sure that the path to the furnace is clear (I have a bunch of stuff that normally hangs on the wall on the way down to the basement, plus there are plants on the back stoop, plus there were some items under the pantry shelves that are at the top of the basement steps. I’m hoping not to have to take the shelves down, but figure I’ll wait till they’re actually here. Assuming they get here. (Guess my biggest fear…?)

GT

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I don’t know, Rue. I was only there to see it frogmarched out of the building.

We’re gonna have this problem for another month or so. Like I said, the building is an old hangar, and it’s big enough that a 737 could sit inside if the floor space was still there. On both ends are the big old doors that you see in the movies, but both are permanently shut. We still have need to get small aircraft in and out, so in typical goverment logic, TPTB are cutting a big hole in the old hangar door that is permanently shut to install a new door big enough for a twin engine Cessna to fit through without taking off the wings.

Why not undo the permanent closing of the hangar doors instead? It’d be a hell of a lot cheaper…

Anyway, the theory is the possum waddled in to the high bay in the middle of the night through the cut apart hangar door.

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So Mr. Anachi brought home the new vacuum last nite. He went to Best Buy and bought a new Dirt Devil baglass, swivel wheel one. After all was said and done, I decided to stay with my trusty Dirt Devil brand. They are cheap. They work good. When they finally bite the dust, you aren’t out that much money. So he put it together and I vacuumed the new carpet. DANG!!! The entire canister was filled with fuzz! It was faaaaaaaabulous!

Mr. Anachi also got an invitation to a reunion within a reunion for the 27th. His grammer school (Divine Mercy) wants to have a cocktail party before his high school (Merritt Island High) reunion. Suddenly he wants to go. He wants to drive over to Merritt Island (about an hour drive), stay for the cocktail party, and then drive home. Well, if he wants to be the designated driver, it’s okay with me.

donkey, my mom is one of them old people. I had to endure her having a hissy to get back eleven dollars in cash. I guess when they get to a certain age, they just don’t give a darn.

lissla, the cake sounds devine. I think I will hold onto that for Thanksgiving. Oh, and I pologize for the qd snerk. :o

gt, good vibes headed your way for the AC repairs.

Tupug

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We haven’t worked out which days yet, but I’ll let you know as soon as we do!

So, last night, I was just hanging out in my living room, watching a movie (The Wedding Date, for those interested–most people are surprised to find out I’m a sucker for a chick-flick. And to continue my parenthetical musings, the film was completely disappointing). At one point, I knocked something off the far side of the coffee table, and stood up to retrieve it. While bending over aforementioned coffee table, there was an unfortunate interaction between my hair and a candle.

I have bangs, now.