New MMP

[scareyfaerie]

Muppet - I’m all for leaving annoying co-worker to clear up her own mess. After all, what else would she have been doing while she was “working from home”?

Doggio, I think the handover notes were as complete as they could be but you just know TK is going to pop up at some point and ask a ridiculous question, like why haven’t I put instructions in for Google?

Kai, for the first five years of our relationship, me and 'im indoors lived in separate countries and I only saw him on alternate weekends. It was the most perfect relationship I’ve ever had, and I was kind of sorry when he relocated back to the UK. Since then, we’ve been living in the same house and I have lost count of the number of times spousicide has been on the cards!

Buying the place next door and having your own space sounds ideal and I wish it’s something we could do too because I really think our relationship benefited from the time we spent apart. I’m with the rest of the Mumpers, go for it!

I’m having a busy day today, finally got stuff I can do and the facilities to get on with it now that my email and computer access is sorted. The temp leaves today and is working in another department so this is definitely my job now…

[VunderBob]

Wiki, I sleep in a separate bedroom during the summer (an ongoing fight with VWife over A/C temps), so Manor II isn’t all that foriegn of a concept to me.

I had a happy ambulance run last night. Well, mostly. The page was for a pregnant 16 year old who was leaking fluid. Her age is the unhappy part, but I never said or acted to her like it was a problem.

Anyways, she lived just down the road in Pixley, so I took the call. A good thing, too, because there was a second page for an old lady having a suspected stroke.

I got to the scene, took all the vitals I could, and then came the awkward part. I had to take a peek at the mommy parts to check for fluids, mucus plugs, and infants… I did A LOT better than I did with Cheyenne’s mom, too.

We got her to the hospital. Maternity was a full house, and since she was not in active labor, she had to wait for a room. Before we left, I gave her my phone number and said, “Forty seven years ago today, at 8:30 AM, I was born. I can’t think of any better present for me than to year your nipper made it out healthy and screaming. Call me when she’s born, even if it’s 3 AM.”

No calls last night, so I don’t know if the stork has arrived. I think I’ll get her a bag of diapers, a onesie, and a rattle this weekend like I did for Cheyenne.

[swampbear]

Good Mornin’ Y’all! I’m at work after an uneventful commute from the kitchen to the study.

Shadow the toughest part of pet ownership is making the decision as to whether treatment is worth it or not. No matter what the choice, Skunk has had a good life with much love and care. That’s what matters.

BBBobbio good for you! Here’s hopin’ the little rugrat made it safe and sound with no complications.

Everybody else, yay, boo , {{{ }}}, trout slaps etc. Apply as needed.

Ima get busy now with the pile.

Later Y’all!

[Rebo]

Kai, I agree with everyone - you should go for it!

Phil - it sounds like a lovely happy time!

Shadow - I know how torn up one can get about the cost of procedures. It’s hard, but don’t feel bad about drawing the line.

Muppet - I’d let asshole coworker have to deal with the fallout. We recently had something similar happen, and three people had to work all weekend just because one guy lied and said he was finished with his part of the project. It was NOT fair. (Thank Og, it wasn’t me!)

I was supposed to take Ernie to the groomer’s today, but they said his shots were expired, so I guess I’ll be taking him to the vet instead! I’m gonna go get a mani/pedi, too. 'Cuz I’m worth it, dammit!

Ooh - I’m so excited! My coworker’s actor husband is gonna be on Good Morning America today! He is in New York in a one-act play competition, and is supposed to appear on the show, along with the cast of Rent! Look for a small Hispanic guy with a beard…

The TV is on in the other room and I can hear it. I have it on DVR. w00t!

Later, gators, and Happy Firday!

[Lissla_Lissar]

Morning.
Three-day weekend! Not that it makes a difference to me, but Mr. Lissar will be home!
Muppet, I wish I could say just dump the work, but since it’ll probably end up looking terrible for you… Sigh.

Nat finally went to sleep at nine, and is currently trying to get his carseat in his mouth.

[Catamount]

backs up truck, unloads appropriate sentiments for distribution

Y’all need to watch the Colbert Report next Wednesday. The long-awaited spider-naming ceremony will take place. Hopefully it’s one of the species with interesting genitalia like he requested.

I really need to get off the caffeine. buzzes around room

[VunderBob]

I am in mourning. I killed my MP3 player. I think I filled it up with sweat one time too many riding my ass off at the Y. Now I have to go find another one.
It was major-league disgusting to pull the USB cap off the end to reload it, and have that funky saltwater drip out onto my pants.

[mmouse9799]

Mornin’ all. I stayed home because of my bum ankle today. It’s much better than yesterday, but that’s still not good enough to walk to the train station. So, I’m stuck in bed or on the couch with a book and laptop. I can’t decide if it’s a good way to spend my birthday or not. I mean, it would be great if not for the hurts to walk part.

Kai, I know quite a few people for whom a little trailer has been a has been a great thing for different reasons. But, I also know how small they are. So, I too say go for it. Think of the space between the places as a little courtyard of sorts. Hawkeyeop and I got a two bedroom apt. so that his stuff could have it’s own room. So, I totally understand wanting to send Skiffman and his stuff somewhere else. Having personal space is important. I think the MMP has decided!

[Catamount]

Happy Birthday mousie!

[eleanorigby]

I can’t keep up with the Natal Days around here. Happy Burfday, mouse! (sorry about your ankle–rest, ice and motrin and chocolate)

I’m off to work. Tis muggy and disgusting out–I yicky August (what’s the opposite of “hearting”? I yickied it).

[Flutterby]

Happy Birthday Mousie!

Happy Birthday Bobbio!

TGIF!

[IvoryTowerDenizen]

Happy Birthday Mousie!!!

[dogbutler]

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Happy Birthday mmousie !!!
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Caffeinated and off to work.

kai, not a bad idea. My parents are in the same house, but have offices on opposite ends of it.

Shadow, just do what you can.

[swampbear]

<AHEM> CLEARING THROAT <AHEM>

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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR MMMOOOUUUSSSIIIEEE!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
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Takin’ a break. I dont’ have a lot more to do but my ears and eyes hurt. Ok, not hurt. More like they’re numb. I need me sump’n drink.

BBBobbio yep, major league disgusting.

[The_Blue-Sighted_Shadow]

Happy Birthday, Mousie!

Lots of natal days this week.

kai, I think having both trailers is an excellent idea. I’ve lived alone for so long, I’m not sure that I could live with another person again fulltime. Separate houses sounds ideal to me.

I dropped Skunk off this morning before work for his x-rays. He chewed a hole in the mesh window of the carrier when I left him alone for a minute. That’s my boy, always chewing on something. He’s definitely not well, so I hope they find something today, no matter what it is, just so I’ll know.

[Taters]

Happy, Happy Birthday Mousie!

I’m finally up. I was trying to sleep in, but I kept waking up. I should have just gotten out of bed the first time.

I have a few errands to run today, but I think other than that, it should be quiet. I hope so anyway.

It’s raining today. I hope the weather starts clearing up.

Kai, you have to do what works for you. If this is the solution for you and Skiffman, then go for it.

**Shadow, ** I hope they find out what’s wrong with Skunk.

I’m still not entirely awake, I think I’ll cruise the Dope for awhile.

[SmartAleq]

HIPPO BIRDY, MMMMMMMMOUSIE!!

Joins the pileon of approval for SkiffmanHouse Himself and I dated after a breakup and had separate places–we’d sleep over maybe 3-4 nights a week when we felt like it and it was perfect. Tell you what, if the guy next door ever decides to sell and I can afford it I would totally move Himself out to the other house. Especially when he’s being a grumpy mofo like this morning. I’m pricing tasers again…

{{{Shadow}}} I know how you feel–I’m going through the same thing with SpaceDawg. If she doesn’t improve soon we’re gonna have to do x-rays for $200 and then gods know what else after that. I feel like a shit, but dammit I don’t have the money for this, heck I wouldn’t be able to afford it if it were ME who was fucked up–I’d just have to take my chances too. We’ve already had The Conversation, wherein we have agreed that if it becomes too painful or expensive we will give her a couple weeks of outrageous spoiling before having her put down. Reasonably speaking it’s the only real option we have–she’s an older, large breed dog with an injury, joint problems and likely arthritis, she’s not going to magically get all better and go back to being a puppy.

This is the part of pet ownership I hate. I take comfort, though, in knowing that I made a huge difference in her life by adopting her–she had never been walked on a leash before I got her and she and I have put literally hundreds of miles on our feet hiking together in some of the most beautiful country in the world. She might have ended up in a puppy mill churning out endless litters of “purebred” pups before dying in a cage. She could have just lived out her life being ignored in a small backyard, but instead she’s been loved and spoiled and groomed and petted and played with–heck, we even got her her own kitten and puppy! She’s had a good life and I owe it to her to make sure her end is as painfree and easy as I can, no matter how much it will tear me up to make the decision to let her go.

I despise those chickenshit assholes I see on Craig’s List, trying to “rehome” eleven or twelve year old dogs that have health issues or who have become inconvenient. Ducking responsibility that way is repugnant and evil, making those poor critters lonely and bereft at the time when they need the most support and love. Accepting responsibility for an animal means that you’re accepting the hard parts along with the fun ones, it’s just part of the pact.

Well, THAT was cheerful!

Okay, um, Bobbio? That was very ewww! On the other hand, congrats on helping out with the new babby, hope it all comes out well in the end… sorry

Mahna[sup]2[/sup], your coworker said she was working from home, and she’s aware of your deadline. It would be presumptuous of you to assume she ISN’T doing what she said she would do, right? Don’t clean up after the idiot, but do email any pertinent persons and reinforce that SHE is electing not to be in the office leading up to a deadline and therefore any ball dropping is on her head…

It’s raining today. It must be Margust or something…

[nashiitashii]

@taxi78cab

**nashii **(Do we have an approved nickname for you??), the place you’re looking at getting married in looks a lot like the place KT and I were originally planning to get married, except our historic hotel was in Upstate NY. But similar historic period, I’d guess. Really neat place. (The only reason we didn’t get married at that place was that it closed - as in went out of business - a couple weeks after we booked it… fortunately, we hadn’t put down any money yet though so it was ok, but it left us scrambling a little to find another nice-looking historic sort of place.)

(I don’t know if we do have an approved nickname for me, so feel free to make one up!)

That whole “going out of business right after we booked it” thing does scare me as an idea, but I’m fairly confident that it might not happen if we book this one. Now I’ve got the task of [del]pulling teeth[/del] trying to get both sets of parents to give me lists of who they want to invite so I know how many people we’re potentially going to be feeding. I hope we can afford this place and that my mom likes it.

::gives all appropriate hugs, congratulations, admonishments and encouragements::

I’ve still got the flu, so today I’m making myself some super chicken soup. All the “regular ingredients” plus some kale, garlic and, if I have room and don’t think it’s too gross, chopped cabbage. I’m also dosing myself with Mucinex and grapefruit juice and keeping the liquids at a steady flow. Maybe by the time I’m almost done with eating the giant batch of chicken soup, I’ll be able to smell its true aroma.

[FairyChatMom]

Just a quick post before running errands since I took off early today.

I had a dream last night about swampy. I had invited myself to his place for dinner, and I got there before he did, so I just let myself in. I think there was a chance of a DopeFest at his place, too, but that part of the dream is hazy. I remember going to his back yard and noticing that there was no grass - it was all covered with vinyl flooring - 2 different kinds (as if he started and ran out, so he finished with something else…)

Then **swampy ** showed up and suddenly we were in his kitchen, but while it was a big room, all that was in there was a big table, and on the table were several big bowls of green grapes. At that point, I woke up.

No, I wasn’t drinking. And no, I’d never plan a Surprise DopeFest at SwampEstates… as far as you know.

Anyway, off to run errands. FCD’s interview went really well. He’s pretty sure he’ll get an offer. Which means he and I could ride to work together. Home together, too. Yay!!

[swampbear]

Hmmmmmmmm… vinyl yard. I had considered green asphalt or astroturf but this intrigues me… I’d all match though. Some things just must be.

I’m through with workstuff! YAY!!!

That is all for now. Except dindin tonight will be hoagies, chips and beer. It’s like college all over again!