But swampy, your name isn’t FCM! How can you use that form?
Just a drive-by hi!!! Hung out with bro last night and didn’t get to read the MMP. I’ve scanned some of it this morning - enough to catch that TatersMom and PuggyDad need prayers and good thoughts. Oh…and I saw some of the kid pics. Ellen, lieu, rosie and Bumba: very cute kidlets. I’ll catch up tonight, I hope.
GT
I just made a basic white bread recipe, and added half a cup of crumbled cheddar, half a cup of feta, and a teaspoon of chopped fresh rosemary. Oh, and several shakes of pepper. It’s really good.
Dad’s dinner went well, except it was nearly canceled because HE LOST HIS KEYS! He has two sets, but whenever Dad loses anything he tears round at high speed looking for it and muttering about his own stupidity (or, if someone else lost it, their stupidity). If he doesn’t find it, he’ll sulk, and go all, “oh, no. You go out without me. I won’t have fun.”
Luckily they turned up, because we were starving.
Morning, y’all. I started a separate thread with today’s mundanity, because I think the tale is more than just MMP material. Attack of the slacker farmhands
just checking in - busy busy busy bizzy day - later dudes and dudettes
And yet another drive-by… Have a great day all!
I have been enjoying tracking **Telperien ** as she posts from airports! I hope she’s arrived safely!
Shirley: you poor dear. I was taken with your turn of phrase, though, as you crumbled the door! So, I wasn’t laughing AT you, you see!
Congrats on the raise Jahdra. I think we’re actually getting negative raises. :smack: (I work for a state agency.)
Thanks for the compliments on Little Cherry. He is usually just as sunny as he looks! Very happy disposition. Except when he’s not. 
He seems to just have a HAPPY and MAD switch. Fortunately for us, it’s mostly set to the former.
My older children started school today! Also my mother. Hee hee. She is volunteering, and doesn’t drive, so I had to drop her off today, too.
Good morning, kids. Bobbio, I read your story. I understand and all, but your wife needs to grow a pair! I am relatively quiet and serious but I would have reamed him a new one, and when he didn’t listen, called the cops on him. But I’m glad it all worked out all the same.
I got more packing done last night, but it was difficult, because Syberia kept calling to me.
Good job, FCM! Doggie, that is one hell of a dustbunny.
I am here all alone for the moment, counting printer cartridges to return. You see, the printer broke down, so we shipped it back to the company but now we are sitting on a whole bunch of printer cartridges. Well, not literally. That would hurt.
Anyway, see you guys soon!
I’m not sure how much of it is true shrinking violet, vs. her knowledge after 19 years of [del]Hell[/del] wedded bliss of how much of a prick I can be.
Yes, and by a really cute grandkid, of which you apparently have no short supply. Geez, how many cute pills are you feedin’ those kids? Same question for rosie.
eleanorigby, whatcha gonna dado? I’m always curious about that cutting edge technology.
I now have Unchained Melody, Patrick Swazey and FairyChatMom embedded in my conscious thought process.
Love your stories of everyday life in Alaska, kai. It’s got it’s own special nuances and idiosyncrasies and I miss it to the bottom of my waffle stompers.
I see, so she figures she’ll let you take care of it? Heh. I suppose that’s understandable, I am still the fighter in my family because I can get really angry and yet control it. My SO is too nice sometimes.
Wanna go home! Last night I was listening to Vivaldi’s “Spring” from his Four Seasons. I love a good violin piece, and “Spring” has a good deal of beautiful violin soloes. So gorgeous it makes your heart physically hurt. I sometimes think I would run away with a really good violin player, only with my luck he probably would end up being a jerk in every other way. 
Yes! Someone else does this–but for me, buck stops with husband, always (unless I am actually holding the smoking gun–but then, why is HE keeping such a lethal thing in the house?). (I kid, I kid).
I pity you your school start date-my HSers start Monday, the grammar school kidlet on next Thursday.
Wiki --he is not interested in anything. Period. Except his computer–which, to his credit, he saved and did chores for (and bday money etc) --it cost him $3000 and was custom built (don’t ask me another thing about it–it’s see through and looks totally cool, all I know about it). He has played soccer since age 5. He loves the game and likes to do well in the game. He just doesn’t like to train (who does?). He is not a joiner(unlike his sister, who signed up for 7 clubs and activities freshman year and I had to gently remind her that she also had classes…). His middle school clarinet death march is over (he actually loved the band teacher, but hated-guess what?-the practicing and the responsibility of owning an instrument!). Do we see a pattern, folks?
:rolleyes: Oy–in some ways, my daughter has “caused” me more grief, but I think it’s this kid who will make me gray. I’ve seen barnacles with more initiative.
He is off at frosh orientation (he had to catch the bus at 0715–practically the middle of the noc for him) and then he has soccer practice this afternoon. He seems resigned to his fate, at this point, but his muscles are very sore. Since he has literally been inert all summer, I am not surprised. My lil suggestion that he walk or run a bit last week, to fend some of the aches off, was not well received–and here is the result.
Puggers -what does doc say re pain meds etc for your Dad? Hope things get better soon. I did have Firefox at one point, and it seems to have disappeared–it’s not in my Applications folder etc. (?). I think it’s something with the Java thingy that I have to load–I’m trying again today at noon. Class for me starts next Wednesday, so I have some time.
Long post!
Heh, it’s Pookie’s first day of kindergarden today and Mrs. lieu is following her bus, calling me periodically with updates on it’s progress. For instance, I know that a yellow bus 18 miles away from me just made a wrong turn. Obviously a traumatic day for said Mrs., but the margaritas the mommies have planned together after the tykes return safely should help.
Hey!!!
I’m in my department start-up meetings all day - meeting in small groups with drivers and such. So, I’m in the back of the room, playing secretary and sneaking online.
Keep it down, so no one hears us, ok?
::Waves to all the drivers-by:: Hey, y’all!!
I had my performance review this mawning, too. Got a nice 4% increase. Can’t complain about that. Very complimentary written report as well. Yay me! 
Ah, teen boys. I dunno why but they do seem to find our buttons and make a habit of pushing them. Lil Lestat is almost solely responsible for my lovely salt and pepper head hairs. Take heart, though, he is now a pleasure to be around, though still occasionally gives me the :smack: and :rolleyes:
Update on Grampy: His doc gave him a more powerful pain medication. He said that at Dad’s age (90) he would not recommend putting him through any kind of invasive treatments like surgery or chemo. His pulse and blood pressure are fine. It’s just that his old bones are kind of collapsing in on him. 
We will see how he does.
kai, if you like Stephen King, you should get his book on writing only get the tape version where you can hear him speaking. Really good.
Off to read bobbio’s thread.
Tupug
Playing Secretary?
Can I play Boss?
Puggy, I’m sure I’ve mentioned this, but I know a 17-year-old boy who is actually named Lestat. I recently spent an hour or two explaining to him that his hormones have temporarily overpowered his intellect, but it will all work out in the end, and he’ll be human again sometime around 25. I even used examples.
“See, Tat, right now, you think you know everything.”
“I do know everything, Auntie Jessie. I’m smart.”
“No, you’re stupid, but you’ll grow out of it.”
“How do you know I’m stupid?”
“Remember when you were about six years old, and Uncle Jon and I were still going out?”
“Yes.”
“Was Uncle Jon stupid at the time?”
“Yes.”
“What about him was stupid?”
“Well, I didn’t like him because he made you cry a lot, but you and Mom said he was pretty stupid, but he seems smart now.”
“How old was Uncle Jon when he was stupid, Tater-Tat?”
“Don’t call me Tater-Tat. About sevente–oh.”
“See? You’re stupid.”
“That logic seems faulty.”
“Shut up. You’re seventeen. You know jack about logic.”
<shoots rubber band at MBG >
Hey! #2 son’s district changed bus people AGAIN! He is now on route 40 (what kinda route # is that? We’ve been route 12 for years…)
Shhh! Pay attention, MBG --you’re gonna get us in trouble.
Great, melting bunnies.
rigs I’m with you on Myst. All I ever can do is wander around on that first rock. Not very exciting for me, I tell ya. But the step-daughters to be have finished the whole series.
kai I’ve read Tabitha King’s Small Wonder (I think that was the title) years ago. I wasn’t that impressed by it, but it was her fit=rst novel, I believe. Right now I’m reading or re-reading all of C.J. Cherryh’s stuff. I’m all caught up on the atevi novels, and started in on The Gene Wars series.
Friday morning the GF and I are driving uup to Pittsburgh for an extended weekend. My sister got married on St. Patrick’s Day, and is having the reception Sunday at North Park. If you knew here, the 5 month delay between the two is completely understandable. And this trip will allow me to check up on my Dad.
He had surgery yesterday to repair a torn rotator cuff in his right shoulder. I just know that he’'ll blow off the physical therapy, because, don’t you know, he knows what’s best for him. Og forbid anyone not do what he recommends in his expert field, but he knows more about this than, say, the people who perform this operaqtion dozens of times a month. Le sigh.
WHAT I HAVE LEARNED ABOUT THE JAWJA DEPT. OF CORRECTIONS AND MOP HANDLES
BY SWAMPBEAR
If it is a prison or a Youth Detention Center (of any kind) then, mop handles must have plastic ends only. If it is a Transitional Center, a Diversion Center, or a Probation Detention Center, then mop handles with metal ends are ok. Does that clear things up?
As long as I don’t have to be this kind of secretary!
rigs, really? I didn’t hear that…but I’m outta touch with your end of the world, lemme get to my contact and find out wassup.
::ducks rubber band and loads a paper clip in a rubber band…::