Sounds like you found a smart doc, Drae. Diagram on the ceiling sounds rather clever. If they’re going to put up something educational, they might as well put it where a captive audience is bound to see it. Also, she sounds like she made reasonable suggestions.
Thanks for the brunch suggestions… Sean’s made me laugh. I can just see people’s faces when I walk in with Pop-Tarts. I’m thinking some sort of muffins. I half-heartedly looked for some last night. Guess I better go look more seriously. I thought about bringing this Bacon Monkey Bread, but decided it would be too messy. But I wanna try it. Also, check out the Twinkie Pie (N.O.Tw.) on the next page. BTW if you get an error message because your version of Firefox isn’t new enough, click through it, cuz you can still see it. Might look for the Bisquick zucchini bread recipe and make it as muffins. I have bananas, though, so I might go with those… Dunno yet (but I’ll know very soon).
Ickk…Rebo…we hereby declare a moratorium for you on health-related issues. Clearly no one realizes that you’ve got plenty and don’t need more.
How’d KeithT’s defense go, taxi. Or yanno…KeithT could come in here and tell us himself.
I’ll think about your request for salads, taxi…
All this money sticking to people is really quite intriguing. Hmmmm. :dubious:
Well…gotta go make sure I have appropriate muffin tins and then off to get ingrediments.
Twinkie, I am in fact from Bergen County. Wyckoff. Where are you?
rosie, that restaurant you’re going to - is it Veggie Heaven?
So today I ran into not the physicist I spoke to last week, but the guy who runs my intern program. He’s going to make this whole finding-work-elsewhere thing happen. So that’s good news. Heck, I may even have internet access in this as yet hypothetical new workspace.
dogbutler, do I want to know what you have in mind?
Hey, gt – I just had a great idea! (Actually, I just remembered a great idea somebody else had, if the truth be told). Mix up your favorite quiche recipe. Line the spots of a muffin tin with those “whomp biscuits” from a can, and fill with the quiche mixture. You end up with yummy little quiche muffins. I made these for Easter lunch this year, and they were a big hit. Easy to make, easy to eat, and tasty! Oh, please forgive me if I fail to comment on the “white trash trifle” recipe you linked to…
I like salads with dried cranberries and walnuts, taxi. Try a little balsamic blue cheese (bleu cheese?) dressing, and mmmmmm… I also like to add sliced strawberries or apples to a salad. The same people who make those bagged salads are now making bagged sliced fruit, by the way. I saw it in my supermarket near where they keep the pre-made fruit salads. Hope the master’s defense went well for Keith T.
FCM, I’m sure whatever you end up doing will be perfect, because you’ll be doing it together! Enjoy!
Well, I think I’m going to check out for the night. I had a couple of glasses of wine at a party I didn’t want to go to, and my head is a little foggy. Nope, I can’t hold my alcohol anymore.
And to all – I hope you have a fun and happy weekend!
Spats -the name of the place is The Zen Palate - it’s on Long Island. There’s one in Manhattan on West 4th near the Boston Comedy Club (yes the Boston Comedy Club is in NYC) called Quantum Leap. When we ate there, I was going more for the name of the place than the cuisine they offered - but it was very good.
I am sitting here, in my uniform, drinking a beer. It was that kind of day. My pts were nice, though-which was nice.
I don’t drink much-if at all. Some wine with holiday dinners, some wine when out with friends. We don’t really have liquor in the house, but I bought a six pack of Corona the other day when it was hotter’en blazes out. I am now almost asleep, off two thirds of one 7 ounce Corona.
I am pathetic.
Spats --that was the worst pun, ever. I think we should be able to mete out punishment for bad puns–it would add a certain fillip to the MMP.
Have you ever wanted to yell out your front door, “bugger off!”? I do tonoc–there is some idiot neighbor shooting off bottle rockets. No, NOT a teen–this guy is in his 50s… :rolleyes:
Spats, you could come clean my kitchen, too. I made strawberry shortcake, and my parents, Driving Husband, and Attacks Husband showed up in rapid succession. And Driving Husband wanted dinner, too. So my kitchen is all messy.
Almost time for bed. I filled out a hilarious questionaire (sp?) for my sleep study. It had question like
Do you scream uncontrollably at night?
Do you hate yourself?
Do you think other people are controlling your thoughts?
I’m only paraphrasing a little bit. The questions were worded terribly, and there were grammatical and spelling mistakes. They used the wrong form for the past tense of lie. I’m trying to decide if they’ll diagnose me OCD if I correct them. Also, it’s stupid to ask if fatigue interferes with normal life. Not, “Are you fatigued? Is it interfering?”, but basically, “If you can’t sleep does that make you irritable? Does it make you tired?”
Come on, guys. Whyinhell would I be filling out a 14 page stupid survey about sleep problems if I didn’t have sleep problems? Aargh.
I crashed before 9 last night. We were watching a DVD of Hitchhiker’s Guide, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. When we were at Mom’s there was a monster lighnting storm in the midnight to 1AM time frame that, um, entertained me. I think I got all of 4 hours sleep that night, so I was beat yesterday. But last night, I got close to 9 hours only slightly interrupted to get up and pee, and I’m feeling better today.
I’m going to call my nephew Robert the Rain Bringer. Long range forecast is showing chance of thunderstorms all but 2 of the 11 days he’ll be here. I hope that’s wrong. Much of what we were to do involved being outside - like going to the zoo, going to the beach, and searching for sharks’ teeth… He also wants to go for a motorcycle ride with FCD which we’d hoped would happen today. Maybe if they get out there early. Tomorrow, we’ll do the Smithsonian. If it rains, we can deal.
Last night, Robert and my sweetie made me a bunch of batts and ware boards for my studio. Robert got to play with the drill press, and I now have a good supply of, um, supplies. I let Robert throw a pot, even though I was mostly too tired to mess with it. He did OK.
I was playing a computer game when my nephew came over, surprised. “I thought they took all the games off the internet?”
GRRRR. I’m pissed at my BIL yet again. If you don’t want your kid playing games on line, you tell him he’s not allowed to do that and deal with it. You don’t lie. I’m now in the position of having to let him know his dad is a liar. Nice.
Plans for today? Dunno. Maybe the Calvert Marine Museum. We used to be members, but we haven’t been there in ages. When the guys wake up, we’ll figure it out.
I’m up and have virtuously baked what I am non-creatively dubbing Confetti Corn Muffins. Cute little corn muffins with extra corn, red bell pepper, onion and cheese. Sprinkled Szechuan pepper mix (sorta like the pepper you put on pizza). Gives them a little bit of a kick, which is exactly what I was going for. Had to try the two little baby muffins that broke. Turned out quite nicely.
swampy not sure about the password thing. I didn’t have to do that, but maybe it recognized me as an Amazon customer? The pop-up about browsers looked kinda like a password prompt, but all you had to do with that was click on a button.
Oooh, quiche idea sounds yummy too, Twinkie. I’ll have to try it next time…
Sounds like things might improve Spats. Yay! You really oughta get something out of an internship (more than a line on your resume, at any rate). Oh…and also, I’ve got lots of house and garden work that needs to be done.
Study questions sound dumb, LiLi. But I’ll have a serving of that thar shortcake, please.
As for telling neighbors off… Yes. Neighbors in back had a couple years where they set off firecrackers constantly from mid-June to mid-July or so. Maybe they stole a case? As far as I can tell, it was a dad and a couple of kids. Freaked me out because they were always too close to my back fence for comfort. I’d be innocently gardening near the back and all of a sudden they’d start shooting the things off. They seem to have outgrown that. Or run out of firecrackers.
lots of thunder last night and this morning - and rainrainrainrainrainrain you get the idea - but I’m still going to all my pamper appointments - I’ll just end up with curly hair at the end of the day
I think we’ll call the someone stepped on my head and unquenchable thirst this morning a sinus headache. Yep–that’s what it is. I cannot be hungover from 2/3 of one beer!
Beautiful morning here–nice and cool and sunny. The day is mine-what to do? Most likely garden.
Good Morning! i had a freaky dream last night. A squirrel jumped on me and attached himself to my collar. I had a heck of a time getting him off. When I did, the cat turned quisling(no surprise) and help the squirrel do it again. No more martinis right before bed. :dubious:
LiLi, in answer to those sleep questions:
Do you scream uncontrollably at night? Only when the cat bites me in the armpit.
Do you hate yourself? No, I subcontracted that out to the cat
Do you think other people are controlling your thoughts? The Voices assure me that this is not so.
gt, those muffins sound good, can I have one?
rigs of course you are hung over, you were drinking Corona.
Good morning y’all! I’ve been a productive bear this morning. I’ve been to the farmer’s market, bought squash, cucumbers, okra and green beans there, snapped the beans and mixed up my world famous company smashed taters (N.O.T.) to take to a dinner party tonight. Oh and a certain somebody is just now stirring. I’m bettin’ he has no idea I even left the house.
FCM that museum looks fun. Also, I’m jealous cause I want to go to the Smithsonian.
Rigs this is for you in honor of your drunken Corona binge. You wicked wicked child you!
The guys are out motorcycling, so I’m doing laundry and playing some on line games that they didn’t remove from the internet. :rolleyes: I’m assuming that when they get back, we can have some lunch, then Robert and I will go to the museum, followed by a stop at WalMart to get a zipper so I can repair my daughter’s work pants. woohoo.
swampy, any time you want to visit the Smithsonian, mi casa es tu casa. Just sayin’ - hotels here are kinda pricy.
Very shortly now, I need to hop in the shower and get cleaned up. Then I need to pack sammiches, munchies and beverages to take out on the boat. We’ll be leaving around 10:00 am or so for a day of playing on the water. If we get to the lake any sooner, the boat launch will be crowded.
I am going to attempt to wakeboard. I haven’t tried that yet. I’m sure my attempt will provide pure comedic entertainment. Once I’ve gotten that out of the way, I’ll ski. At least I can do that.
The weather is gorgeous. I’m gonna give myself 15 minutes to finish my coffee and then clean up.
Bumba, didn’t you know I’m just rolling in money? Har! I crack me up. No, I’m not really rolling in money, it’s just that change somehow ends up in my bed if the blankets are flipped back and change is removed from pockets. Once in a while, I wake up with a coin stuck to my leg, arm, or stomach.
I’m up and showered and back from IHOP. My brother had sent a gift card to my Dad for Father’s Day, and we used it! It was pretty good. I can’t remember the last time I had pancakes. My husband made fun of me for eating the middle out of the pancakes. I told him that’s where all the butter soaks in! Gosh!
I have plans to vacuum this entire house by tomorrow night. There is short black dog hair EVERYWHERE!
I went shopping yesterday. I bought a DRESS! Oh my goodness! It’s been a long time. It was so pretty though. And I’ve lost some weight, and it was in a SMALLER SIZE! It’s very flattering, I think.
I have to take #1 son to what he is terming “a batmitzvah for Mexicans”. I THINK he means the celebration when a girl turns 15, but with him, one never knows…
Would I do better not drinking Corona? I thought that was a quality beer. I know enough to not drink Budweiser etc–but the Heineken was not on sale, so I popped for the on sale Corona.
It may well be sinuses, since it has not gotten better, despite liquids, sudafed and aspirin.
And guess what?!
What!?
I am Ma Ingalls! I have no running water in the kitchen, no dishwasher, no countertops and no icemaker! And NOW–my washing machine has died. It is old, but still.
So, instead of gardening, I “get” to go washing machine shopping on this lovely day. It’s only money, right? :rolleyes:
Then I get to work on passwords and surfing around my grad school stuff–and I have to start prelims on my paper. I need chocolate.
