Hey all! waves excitedly I’m so happy! I’m going to Boston for Thanksgiving - going to see lots of family. Since I won’t get to see my nephews & niece for Christmas - they go to Belgium to spend it with their father’s family - I will have to grab time with them when I can. They are so sweet! Thanksgiving day will definitely be fun - lots of fun relatives & lots of food - the basics, as it were. I’m bringing Amish friendship bread - first time I’ve made it, and it’s good. It’s one of those breads that is made from a starter - and now I have 4 starters in my freezer. I’ll have to see who I can pawn one off on.
As for cats communicating - well, my cats understand each other fairly well, and have managed to communicate with me. My cat Jody - I swear, she has eyes like a Precious Moments figure. Biggest, roundest eyes you’ve ever seen on a cat. Anyway, Miss Jody as I tend to call her, will meow at me if I meow at her. Don’t have any idea what I am saying in cat speak, but it’s cute as you can get. My other cat, Miss Sunshine, will at all costs insist on laying on the bed. Which makes changing the bed, as I did last night, fairly difficult. Put cat off bed, put on bottom sheet, put cat off bed, put on top sheet…Oh, and let me just say that Miss Jody is just about the friendliest cat you’ve ever seen. If you’ve walked in the door, you must be a friend. Family, close friends, cable guy - all the same to Miss Jody - if you have a hand, it must be used to pet her. And she sits next to me and just stares at me if I am not paying attention to her - which can be a little creepy.
I’m all pretty today - getting in the holiday spirit. And since 99% of my Christmas shopping can be done online, I’m in good spirits.
I am thankful for the SDMB - and for Rue who starts the week off right, and all the MMP’s for making sure it stays right!
Waves back at S_F. Have fun in Baaahstaan! I have a friend who has a cat who talks. Crisco sits and meows at me constantly when I’m at his house. Kinda creeps me out. His other cat Tigger has deigned me to be his personal lap. When I sit down, Tigger jumps up in my lap. He doesn’t do it to anybody else. I’m either honored or just a piece of furniture.
BTW, I’m almost finished up with The Evil.[sup]TM[/sup] I wanted it done by Thanksgiving, so’s I can plan when to have The Dreaded Meeting.
Hm, one of the first cats I ever owned used to jump on a friend’s lap everytime he came over. Then…the cat would fart on this fellow. This cat’s farts were incredibly stinky. He only did that to this one friend. Guess the cat either a)felt incredibly comfortable around this guy and wasn’t embarrassed about his bodily functions; or b)didn’t care much for him. Swampy, you’d better watch out for ol’ Tigger the Cat, there.
Swampy, you’re not going to be incredibly eee-VIL and plan The Dreaded Meeting for an hour before quitting time; knowing the meeting will run over because you’ll have the ever present Whiners, Naysayers, & Cryers, are you. That’s what they do here…it’s intensely annoying.
I was going to advise Swampy to go with the china, but he’s already made that decision.
I have china, but it’s ugly inherited china, and I never use it. I’m gonna have to invest in some good china some year, but…geeze…I’m a very casual person and the most we’d use it is once a year. That just seems like such a waste of money. Guess my stonewear will have to do for now.
Shoot! A pea covered in french dressing just hit my keyboard. There! Got it. I’m hastily stuffing salad in my mouth and trying type. It obviously ain’t working.
Well, I need to finish my salad and try and get motivated to work. I just feel kinda like, well…not working. I need a long vacation, I think.
It’s my responsibility to bring Taters to our family’s Thanksgiving feast. I’m not sure how I’m going to get her there, but I’ll try my darnedest. It’d be even better if I could bring Snickers and Pudding, too.
Well, it’s nice, Bob, but the lingere is the wrong colour. It has to be black. Or red.
Just finished The Wee Free Men and started Brideshead Revisited. Both good. Am avoiding washing dishes by eating. Ooh! I didn’t report back but the butter beef stuff was great. It had spinach, yellow peppers. and zucchini in it too, but there was a lot of sauce so they didn’t taste gross. I don’t like spinach much.
The molten chocolate cakes were also fabulous.
I have just found out that I have a houseguest (Other Quasi-Daughter and boyfriend) arriving on December 29th. Usually she just arrives without warning, flops onto the couch, and wants to be fed every two hours. This is lots of warning. I am happy.
Hey Swampy you have fried a turkey before haven’t you?
Just checking, 'cause I don’t want to hear about you burning yourself or setting fire to your house. :eek:
It’s tougher being a pronoun sometimes. Once I put my pronouns in with a bunch of antinouns and well, let me tell you, it was some nice little explosion I got out of that!
As for my admoninshments, just ignore them, everyone else does and they get along just swimmingly. Ducky even.
Tanookie, it is just the holiday. Even as we speak (or read), MMPers are driving over the river and through the woods, laughing to themselves about all the cool animal communication stories.
Just like the rest of us still at work today are doing…
Swampy, I think I started the dessert innuendoes, and now I pay for it by being afraid to ask how many desserts you have for Thanksgiving.
Shibb, just joshing with you. I, personally, am still laughing to myself at your waiting cats.
Thanks for the shout, sampy. My eyes are bleeding.
Today Ihave a fun-filled day of Extreme Housework planned. As well as that, I am going to try really hard to excercise every day. I spent part of yesterday going through old photos, and I am now depressed about the fifteen pounds I’ve gained since getting married. Bleh.
nookie, it ain’t your fault, sweetie, it’s mine. I been loungin’ on vacation and shirkin’ my dooty to the MMP. I felt oh so guilty today, though, that I’ve put off bakin’ my desserts until I post.
bob, that apron just cracked me up.
I have a pretty good taters recipe where after you smash them you add some caesar salad dressing, parmesan cheese, and some sour cream. I can’t give amounts cause I do it all by eyeball. (That’s figuratively BTW cause smushin’ around taters and parmesan cheese and all with an eyeball would probably smart some. I’m just sayin’…) Anyhoo, I recommend you start with small amounts like say tablespoons or sumpin.
We allas use some chic designer heavy duty paper plates for the holiday dinners cause BarbeeDoll[sup]TM[/sup] used to get stuck doin’ the dishwashing every year and would accidently sorta break some a granny’s china.
Oh, yeah, guess what I got yesterday!!! I got me a Motorola picture phone. My old phone quit on me and since the picture phone was free, I went for it. Now, I gotta read the durn book at least another four times before I can figure out how to work the sucker. The Anachi chilluns just grabbed it away from me and started pushing buttons and stuff so og knows what kinda ringer I’m gonna have but there is a cute picture of Jade on the desktop now. (It has a desktop?? )
Well, better get bakin’. Big hugs an best wishes to all the MMPers for a HAPPY THANKSGIVIN’ YAAAAAAAYYYY!!!
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Swampy, I think I started the dessert innuendoes, and now I pay for it by being afraid to ask how many desserts you have for Thanksgiving.[/merrily]
I’m not making any of the desserts but so far this is what I know:
*cheese cake (made by ACBG)
*sweet potato pie
*chocolate pecan pie
*caramel cake
*chocolate mousse
There may be more. Personally, I intend on eating big ol’ helpin’s of cheese cake and mousse.
Forget what I said about getting fat. swampy, will you ship me some of those desserts? Or push them through the cd-rom or something?
The parmesan sour cream potatoes sound great. Maybe we’ll have champ (mashed potatoes and varied greens with butter) for dinner. Yum. And fried leftover potaotes tomorrow. That would be easy and a good ending to Frenetic Housework Day. Hmm. My list says "Take cats apart. Disinfect. Reassemble". I guess I should do that, then.
Do databases know when holidays are coming? 'Cause the DB at work chose today to act up. I think it knew I was abandoning it - it’s worse than my cats.
I’m right around the right weight for me - so I can have a good time at Thanksgiving without excessive guilt. I’m meeting my family for dinner tonight - and I have some Irish truffles that I may break out, since there are definitely not enough for everyone on Thursday.
California, here I come…oh, wait, I forgot - I’m going to Boston.
It’ll prolly be week after next in conjunction with our regular team meeting. See, I can be nice!
Sorry all!
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