heehee.
Second page of posts where I have influenced the ads below. Last page was all White Sox ads…this one is “sexy fairy costumes”–my son would die!
Just back from mega errand run–forgot to stop at library to drop off books. Damn.
Also forgot to buy paper plates for second grade party on Monday. I looked at one store, and forgot to look in the next one.
Stupid mom-now I have to go back out!
Grrr.
Me hates errands.
I like low flow toilets–but I’m mad on water conservation.
May I just add that I hate low-flow toilets with the white-hot fury of a thousand suns?
They ought to call them Better Have a Plunger Handy and Be Prepared for Poop on Your Shoes toilets.
Grr. Grrrrrr I say!
Hmmm… Supposedly, these are good low-flow toilets. I once bought a $40 toilet as revenge on a fetid landlord shortly before we left, but these are allegedly worth $175 each, so they better work well.
Speaking of Pergo… Funny you mention it, but our plans are to Pergify the family room, kitchen and adjoining hall. Possibly also the dining room. The existing carpet is skanky, but we need to wait for tax refunds so we have some cash flow, rather than putting new flooring on credit cards. And I mean skanky. It’s so old and stretched out that we can’t use the good vacuum cleaner (a Kirby) as the machine sucks so strongly it creates folds and lumps and gets jammed. The gray border around every wall where previous owners were too lazy to go at with a hose and edge tool is also rather unattractive. Replacing every single inch of carpet in the house is up near the top of our list.
Well, I for one welcome our new Eleanor overlord.
I’m not a big fan of low-flow toilets either. See, we live in a 110-yr-old house with plumbing that’s almost as old. Whoever installed the waste pipes apparently didn’t worry too much about slope. I’ve replaced large portions of the old pipe with ABS black 40, but in order to get everything to drain properly I’d have to replace everything from the downstairs bath all the way out to the street (about 100 feet), including the section that some genius at some time decided to encase in a rather large block of concrete. So I would love to have one of those old fashioned high-flow toilets for that one bathroom.
Make it an extra high, elongated bowl please.
AYE!!!
eleanor, go for it. Just remember - Mundane and Pointless. Will it help if I assign a topic? How about “If I had to plan a surprise party, I would…” or “If I could have lunch with Rue, I would…” or “If I could plan a surprise lunch with Rue, I would…”
Or not. No matter. Just toss something out to get the ball rolling and stand back. You’ll do fine.
Well, this is what happens when you reply to a post on page 4 before you get to page 5.
Nothing to see here…
OK, this is definitely something I have to share. I just checked at another board where I post - it’s just a bunch of people I used to work with. One just had a new baby. Named her Summer Rayne.
Some people should not be allowed to reproduce.
That’s all.
Reckon they would have named their son Autumn Lief? They should be taken out and hanged on the town square for naming their kid Summer Rayne.
That would be fun! Make a picnic lunch! Bring the family! Nuttin’ like a public hanging for a nice family outing I say.
I ate at Cracker Barrel today, something that I’m sure swampy would enjoy, being a southern boy and all. Of course, I didn’t get anything that I couldn’t cook myself, so it was kinda silly. Oh well.
Boy, am I glad this work week is over!
The weekend weather promises to be crappy, but that’s okay by me. It’ll be nice to just RELAX.
My boss went over his portion of my performance appraisal with me today. He gave me a very nice write up and “top blocked” me in all categories. My senior rater just needs to do his portion. My boss has written up “suggested” comments, but of course my senior rater can do his own. We’ll see what happens. My boss told me that he’d probably have it ready for me to sign on Monday.
My admin assistant told me she gets to sock me because I was stressing for nothing. While I know that I did the best job I possibly could, and that I’ve turned out good products, go the extra mile, etc., I never make assumptions about what my performance appraisal is going to be.
Well, I best plan on what to make for chop-chop now. Mr. Taters is “snacking” on some mac and cheese to tide him over until dinner is ready. :rolleyes:
Hi Rue! Ah, Cuterebra larvae what fun than can be! I remember years ago when I went to express an abscess on the head of a little stray kitten and out popped a little larvae, like a little alien chest-burster. It cleared the room in a hurry. In fact I don’t think that Vet Tech student ever came back. I even put it in a jar of formaldehyde for her to take to school but she forgot to take it with her.
Gee, if I knew you guys really liked gross stories I’d have told you about the time I cleaned a bunch of maggots out of a cat’s wounds and hours later my nose started running so I reached in my pocket for a kleenex and when it was just a few inches from my nose I noticed the big fat maggot wriggling around in it. I still get the willies when I think about how close I came to shoving a maggot up my nose and how long I walked around with a live maggot in my pocket.
In other news I think I broke my knuckle a couple days ago. I picked up a case of canned dog food and swung it toward the shelf but misjudged things a bit and slammed my left hand into another case of canned dog food. It was very hurty at first, I even had a couple cuts on two of the knuckles. I thought it was feeling better until my boyfriend squeezed my hand yesterday and it hurt like heck. Then I started getting pain anytime I tried to use that hand to grip anything or of I just moved it in a certain way. I can feel something popping in the joint. I think I’ll just keep it taped up for a while, I don’t really want to give my insurance company more bills they can refuse to pay. If they had a local rep I could just go in and show them my middle finger and ask if they’ll cover it but since I can’t do that I’ll just treat myself. I could use Workman’s Comp but since I’m the boss and would have to fill out the forms and deal with that insurance company I think I’d rather just suffer.
And this week’s TMI award moves from Rue to Wile E… Maggots…ewwwwwwwwww.
Not much to report here. Still under the weather, so I stayed home and dozed and read and watched a couple of mindless movies.
I suppose I should be off to bed again, but it seems like I’ve been sleeping all day. I’m hoping I feel better tomorrow because I’m supposed to go out with some friends.
GT
Yay! I won! I won!
I never win anything. Watch someone who ate baked goods at that Dallas grocery come and take my award. Hummph!
I just realized that having a broken left middle finger could aversely affect my driving. I will I communicate with other drivers? It would be awkward to use my right hand.
How about “If I had to plan a surprise lunch of Rue”?
I suppose you would need to include Soupo and Katcha as well. Perhaps as an appetizer and desert?
What…? No one’s up yet? I don’t believe that.
I’m somewhat perkier today.
I’ve booked my Christmas flight (cheapest flight to Europe I’ve seen in weeks, between $50 and several hundred less than anything else I could find). Next one up would have forced me to spend 8 hours at JFK. The one I got routes me back through Paris and JFK, but at least the layovers are reasonable. And I arrive and leave from the same terminal at JFK (allegedly), so it might not be as traumatic as otherwise. The flight over is only one stop, though, which is what my spoiled little self is used to.
But that’s really all I’ve accomplished. I’m considering a brief trip to the library. And then maybe some laundry. And then it’ll practically be time to go to dinner…
Might get some repotting of plants that are coming indoors out of the way…
GT
We went to the new Chick Fill-A yesterday. I went to the restroom and there were a couple strange things about the restroom. For one, there was religious music playing. I realized later it was playing in the entire restaurant but it was too noisy to notice it there. Anyway, it was a bit disconcerting to be peeing while someone is singing about God’s majesty and worshipping him and stuff. It felt a little sacreligious.
The other odd thing was that they obviously installed the Amazon Woman’s stall door because the purse/coat hook was way up at the top, somewhere near the cieling. Yes, I am short but I don’t think even a woman of average height could have reached that.
And outside the restaurant the walkways leading to it all cross the drive thru lane which wraps all the way around the building. Someday someone in a big hurry to get their bland chicken sandwich* is going to run over some poor pedestrian.
*Okay, that was a rather silly comment. Obviously they would be in a hurry to get their waffle fries, not the sandwich.
I ate at one of those restaurants for the first time when I went to Arizona. Um…I don’t get what is so great about one of these places. Sorry, I just don’t. The food was awful, and even the waffle fries were nothing to write home about. Maybe I’m just picky, but I don’t think so.
I have been lazing around the house watching HGTV. I love to watch all those shows where they redo someone’s house or yard. Re-dos I’ll never be able to afford because obviously, these people are very well off to begin with. But, still it’s nice to dream.
I need to get my hiney in gear and head on out to the grocery store. Everyone is whining there is nothing to eat in the house.
Ceramics class wasn’t too bad, although I killed the first 2 things I threw. They were reduced to shapeless blobs back in my big bag o’clay. Then I trimmed up the 4 pieces from last week. I also found the 4 pieces that were fired last week. I was about to kill my 3rd piece, when Tina came over to check out my progress. I told her about the problems I was having, and we went to the kiln room and she beat me up… :eek: um, no, I mean we went to look at my other pieces, and she showed me what I was doing and what I needed to do.
So I finished my 3rd piece, then threw a 4th - two bowls. I just wasn’t into it much today.
When I got home, we had lunch, then I went to ManLand to work on my jewelry box. I think I’ve decided I don’t much like woodworking - at least not building stuff on my own. I’d rather assist my sweetie. Maybe I just need to learn more by watching. Anyway, once I finish the jewelry box, I’ll step back into my assistant mode.
And that’s pretty much been my day. The critters are fed. The TV is on. And life is good.
I went to my first non-gay bar last night, and was underwhelmed. There was a whole lot fewer gay men, and the music was kinda rednecky. I was able to buy drinks for myself, though, despite my tender age.
Busy, bustle-y day. Soccer games in the morning, matinee and then yard work this afternoon.
I will say that IL just had one of the nicest fall days on record today. Sunny with a cool breeze, but not nippy. Frosted last noc and I am cleaning out beds for spring. Planted a number of bulbs as well.
Have to finish the Dancing Fairy costume tonoc, as well as something for work.
How on earth am I going to compete with projectile insects and larvae?
I am now attempting for adequate, not superb…