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Happy Thorsday!

It’s a sticky, cloudy 73 degrees.

I will join you in the head banging.
It’s still early and I already had a big blowup at my mother.
She is like a terrier, once she gets her teeth into something she won’t let it go.

Sah-son took drafting in high school, It is a TWO year program which he took in his sophomore and junior years. He got straight As and earned college credits.
However, he didn’t get an internship nor a job. Some students do, some don’t, and seniors get priority.
So he finished the program.

My mother swears SWEARS!!! and gives me shit because I did NOT make him take the*** third ***year and as a senior he would have had priority in getting a job.

THERE IS NO THIRD YEAR!!!

So now I had to hear a bunch of shit this am about how I ruined his life by letting him drop out and how her bf’s son just hired a senior from program and how I LIED and there is a 3rd year otherwise how could there be seniors in the class (duh… like maybe they started as juniors!!!)

Her bf used to teach drafting and he swears there is a THIRD year, well maybe back in the days of the dinosaurs when he taught there was a THIRD year but as of now

THERE IS NO THIRD YEAR!!!

I am so sick and tired of this, I am tired of being called a liar, and a bad mother who RUINED her son’s life, his life is RUINED,*** RUINED!!!*** and it’s all MY fault.
I am tired of hearing it
when all she has to do is call the school and ask.
I told her to call the school, but does she do that!!!

Nooooooooooo… because it’s easier to sit back and call me a liar and accuse me of ruining my son’s life.

I am going to call the school today and have them tell her, and you know what, I will be wasting my time because she will say one of two things

I told them to lie to her OR
Maybe it’s TWO years now but when he was in school it was THREE.

There are not enough brick walls in which to bang ones head!!!

Did I tell you about my pointy stick weildin’ spider business, sari? Special cheap rate for mumpers, and for only $1 extra, I can tie explanatory notes to all the pointy sticks.

It looks like the security industry is as desperate for people as I’d been led to believe- I got the results back yesterday (I passed, so I don’t have to commit hara kiri for bringing shame on my family), and sent in a spec application to a company today, saying I’ve passed the exam and am waiting for the badge- and got a call back in 5 minutes. Going to go see the guy next week, and he says there’s loads of work around here right now, so they need a lot of new people. I’m hopeful :slight_smile:

:: Passes lucky some chikin soup through the cup holder thingy ::

Nuts appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed re the job.

Sari just add that to the list of reasons to get the heck outta there ASAP, Sah-kid in tow.

In other news, I has a new printer at irk. It prints. It Faxes. It Scans. It copies. If it fetched coffee and cleaned windows it’d be perfect. :smiley:

ETA: StickyBuns clothes shoppin’ is not fun. Unless one is shoppin’ for shirts cause well, that’s fun.

Good luck ** Nuts**

I will need about a gross of spiders!
Swampy no worries about dropping a fridge, the house is in perfect move in ready condition and all appliances are already there.
However, seeing the bulging muscles of a young stud as he picks up a fridge, well maybe I’ll need it moved to the other side of the kitchen, ooops that won’t work, he will have to move it back. :smiley:

I just found a mousie dropping on my bed, this is just totally grossing me out.

You would make a good Moderator.

:slight_smile:

Send the oily stud after the rodent. :slight_smile:

If it wasn’t for the Hounds From Hell I would have gotten a cat to get rid of the mice. Sah-dog has never seen a cat but I’m sure he would leave it alone since we had a groundhog living under the shed for years and he ignored him.

It’s going to be a boring day, all I have to do is irk and the phones are slow. I took chicken out for dinner, actually going to try to cook something. I should apologize to my mother, I really got pissed off this morning. I know this is how she is, we went round and round about my son’s SS checks because I wasn’t ‘saving’ them. She didn’t believe me when I said if I saved the money SS would take it back and cut off the benefits. Even after I showed her the letter she didn’t believe it, she was sure it was a mistake or I did something wrong to make it that way.

Her leaps of illlogic would be comical if I didn’t have to deal with them.

We ended up just getting one crabber. The other one came in waaaaaay early and there was no way we could meet her in time. Maybe tomorrow…

So I have an afternoon to fill - I need to make more texting mitts for this season - I may just work on that. After lunch. Must lunch.

I have to run out to walk HellPup, emergency visit.
The older dog has a upset tummy, so I am hoping it won’t involve clean up.

I need some lunch as well.

Then back home to irk.

Why MOOOOOOM I never pictured you as a lady that lunches. :stuck_out_tongue:

N.O.L. has been et. Printer is installed. Irk is just so excitatin’ today.

sari a mouse free environment is yet another reason to look forward to movin’. I see no downside yet at all.

Have I mentioned I’m a bachelor this weekend? OYKW took off this mornin’ to make the trek to West Alabammy to see his mom and family. He’ll be back late Sunday evenin’. Thus, I am unsupervised. Whatever shall I do!

swampy, whatever do you mean? I lunched on a sammich and some chips sitting in this very chair. I’ve got crumbs in my keyboard to prove it!!! :stuck_out_tongue:

OOPS my bad then! You are not a lady who lunches. You are a lady that snarfs down sammiches. :stuck_out_tongue:

Good morning everyone.

Well, good afternoon. But it’s morning to me. Not much/any work to do on the boat today. I am a bit groggy.

Just back from a visit with Spineydoc’s associate and the physical terrorist. Owie!

The good news is I’m right where I should be recovery-wise.

Supper was yum! Teriyaki poke, cabbage-n-onions, boiled lump N.O.Ts, and a peach cobbler cooling for dessert - **FCD **is now doing the dishes and I’m wishing we had some vanilla ice cream to go with the cobbler. Damned ice cream fairy!!

I’ve been watching NCIS and knitting all afternoon. A good way to spend some time, I think. In fact, the knitting will continue, but other things will substitute for NCIS. I’m seeing a mellow evening ahead.

Yay for good news, gotti! I assume you’re behaving yourself and not trying to do too much like some people I know… :rolleyes:
:smiley:

We were planning to go shopping and maybe to the movies, but the sky opened up, so eff that. I’ll be right here, thank you.

Yay for good recovery news gotti!

Grilled ham 'n cheese sammich with N.O.T.chips for dindin. 'Twas good.

MOOOOOOM just tell FCD that the peach cobbler is too hot and needs the ‘niller ice cream to cool it down so he should be a dear and run to the sto’. A perfectly reasonable and logical request to make.

Drae don’t blame ya.

I told Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) that I shall record her voice while I am scratching her back and rubbing her feet, play it for my friends and tell them that we were having sex.
:slight_smile:

Just out of curiosity, I have to know if you gave him a 2.x version number before upgrading him to the 3.0 version number. :wink: :smiley:

I celebrated by sitting on my new electronic backrest, aka bone growth stimulator. Frankly, it smells like woo to me, but if Blue Cross is willing to cough up the nearly $6000 :eek: for it, when they fuss at $600 for a CPAP machine, there must be something to it.

What really kills me about it is that it’s disposable. After 270 days, the thing is programmed to basically self destruct and it’s not reusable. It’s got to be some of the worst planned obsolescence I’ve ever seen, but that’s the life of medical equipment.