Looks like no one wanted today. I’m up, so I’ll throw out the first pitch.
It’s a foggy Monday, and my big chore for the day is hauling the garbage and recycling to the convenience center. And maybe knitting.
Taz was batting around a pen a few days ago, and I can’t find it - I think he swatted it into an alternate dimension, stupid cat.
While my sweetie is recovering in the hospital next week, I’ve got a hot dinner date set up with the guy who took me to my 8th grade dance. I haven’t seen him since 1968 - it should be interesting.
Oh yeah, and I’m becoming a Netflix addict. I’m so ashamed…
Happy Monday! Toss your random thoughts in the pile!
conurepete, what is a beaded ornament cover for a Christmas bulb? Or did I just get whooshed? It’s early and I’m not caffeinated yet, so it’s not my fault…
**BBBobbio **- I thought of you this weekend - we were headed north on 235 near Hollywood and we saw a metric buttload of fire trucks and emergency vehicles headed south, sirens a’screamin’. I thought the trucks said Bay Ridge, but I’m not sure - I don’t think that’s a local company. Anyway, what amazed me was how few idiots were pulling over to let the trucks pass. Seriously, dudes, lights flashing and sirens blaring - I’m pretty sure you need to know that to get a license. :rolleyes:
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis a foggy 54 degrees Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 74 for the day. We’re havin’ what appears to be an early Spring day in Fall today.
Not much else to say. Need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, 'tis Monday so irk purtification needs to commence soonest. Le Sigh.
Arrg! Too much internet to read, don’t wanna sleep.
Hey Swampy, how did it get more cold here than where you are? It’s those clouds hiding heating pads, huh? It’s my yearly adjustment to ‘winter’ weather. Just four days to go from a/c to heater!
Plus also, have you ever had to get a zipper unstuck from anyone Bobbio? I saw that on tv ages ago, when a woman had zipped about four inches of tummy into her pants. Lesson learned-- when you need pliers to pull the zip, the next size up is calling your name.
Everybody’s seen the 8 million dollar car crash in Japan right? That would have been one for your scrapbook VunderB.
Ooo-ooooh! FCM’s got a boooyfriend. Don’t catch any cooties by sittin’ next to him.
What was I supposed to do today that I’ve forgotten?
Eerily quiet here, too. But that’s because Taz the Troublemaker is sleeping.
The convenience center doesn’t open for another 30 minutes, but I’m all showered and dressed and breakfasted and ready to load the truck. Sorta. Gotta do what ya gotta do, right?
I’m have the dreaded “I’m supposed to worry about something but I do’t remember what I’m supposed to worry about” feeling.
Finished putting up my Christmas tree and other decos at home. My electric bill goes up at least $20 during the holiday season. I wanted to make white chocolate peppermint bark yesterday. However, the raw materials would have cost over $10 so I just bought a bag of Hershey peppermint kisses. And ate half the bag while watching the Harry Potter movie-thon last night.
It’s not quiet here. I can ship any not-quiet to people who need some chaos and noise.
We’re in the last few days before our Christmas rush starts- this weekend in Niagara. Gnat and I are scheduled to make Smitten Kitchen’s Crack(ers) and a couple of pans of chocolate cinnamon buns, and I still have to buy and wrap presents before we go. Since I’m very pregnant, what I’d like to do is sit around staring into space.
If only I could convince myself to get off the couch and get dressed I might be able to get something done. The place where I bought the tumbler doesn’t open for another 40 minutes, but it might be efficient of me to already be dressed and have eaten breakfast before I call them and hopefully head off that way.
There is a story that goes around the Navytown Rescue Squad about the call where a rather rednecky couple tried to convert a Sawzall into a vibrator, and the, uhhh, business end #1 was cut throught by business end #2, causing some severe lacerations. It made the news wire.
Well, so far I’ve gotten dressed and eaten breakfast. I’ve been temporarily grounded, though, as it appears the sump pump has given up the ghost and I can’t go anywhere and leave my grandparents here alone until my dad gets here.
Working on cleaning the kitchen and I’m on the 'net to look up a particular company’s return policy.
Cold and rainy here, supposed to turn to snow by end of the day. Off to work, although I really should be working on Christmas presents at home. Would that be an excused absence? “I’m sorry, I really need to go home and sew.” Have two big blankets done and wrapped, but the felt food for the kiddies needs a lot of work. I also have a craft show this weekend I’m not ready for.
The lady whose job I’m taking over and whom I’ve been working alongside until she retires on the 21st has all but checked out. Today is Throwing Crap Out Day. This week I’ll move into her chair (which will be replaced soon as its about ten years old).
