Our summer vacation - A Dutch MMP

S’okay, rosie, I went and hurled a few home truths around for ya… I didn’t really want to have kids, but I did want to have sex and really didn’t want to have an abortion, so here we are. I love my kids and wouldn’t be without them, but I don’t think I was any great shakes as a parent and if I had it to do over I’d really have to think about it before getting knocked up. I think the mindless worship of the cult of the child is friggin’ sick and it’s long past time we, as a society, moved past it. Read some Sheri Tepper sometime, that’ll make you feel much better about your decision!

I don’t mind chill and rainy, snowbunny, just not in friggin’ August when we’ve barely had any nice weather all summer is all. I don’t want grotesquely hot but it’d be nice to have a few more sunny days around 85, is that too much to ask?

The Saga of the Sash continues–my daughter read y’all’s comments regarding it and now she’s even more resentful about having to wear it. Himself has gallantly offered to throw himself on the grenade and take responsibility for spilling something horrible all over the flipping thing. The family consensus is that the Wonderful White Tux will have either a cigarette burn or a fart stain (that was Grandboy’s guess, we’re so proud of him! sniff) before the ceremony starts. Add in that the groomsmen are wearing black suits, white shirts, black vests and straight ties and the picture gets even wonkier. What, they couldn’t let the poor groom wear a black suit with maybe a peridot cummerbund or vest to tie in with the bride’s attendants? Or a white vest under a black jacket? We’re all hoping DIL gets a bout of sense and lets him change to a black suit… I mean, really, he’d have to wear WHITE SHOES AFTER LABOR DAY! Damn. :dubious:

Still, I’m glad everyone’s at least getting a giggle out of it… :stuck_out_tongue:

Spaz, Peter rulez–give him an extra proud head scritch, the little mouse murderer!

Yay Tigs for getting done with JobFromHell! W00t!

Well, we’re supposed to have at least a few more days in the 80s, but I think it’s going to be downhill after this weekend. Yay! :slight_smile:

'Ullo, all. I got up at 0330 to get to work on time. I had a nice day at work. So why am I bummed? Because I got an email back from this one woman whom I had emailed to see if I could write my own job description re this possible job change and the answer is no with a whiff of “how dare you think that”, which has really turned me off to said possible job. Dunno what to do. I look at the bills we have and the money coming in and have minor panic attacks of my own (panicelettes I call 'em). And I took a gander at tomorrow’s work load: I’m the only post-op nurse with 3 pages of pts. AND Annoying Co-worker and Slightly Less Annoying Co-worker are the other part of my team. Blech.
Maybe a nap, since a Fudgesicle didn’t help.

Glad to hear someone’s happy at their new job, BooFae. Root around in the corners, there’s bound to be an oddity who works there. We need stories (maybe instead of TinKnickers you’ll have someone like Bubbles from AbFab…)

SmartiePants, this nonsense of making the entire bridal party don matching colours is rather silly too, especially since the brides who insist on this get downright unreasonable about Their Wedding Colours (and only slightly more unreasonable about the bridesmaids dresses, as evidenced by The Affair of the Latte Sash).

The last wedding The Boy and I attended had bright coral and hot pink for colours. This was a lovely choice for the reception because the Barbie-pink and roses theme was a perfect reflection of the bride… but honestly, if this hadn’t been The Boy’s best friend getting married, he’d probably have opted out of the bridal party just to avoid wearing a pink tie (and by pink, I mean full-on salmon pink).

All sorts of yuck.

(not quite as yuck as a white tux, tho… that’s SUPER yuck)

We’re having a party at our place tomorrow and I’m starting to get a little nervous. We’ve never had more than… oh probably 4-5 people over at a time. I don’t know how many people will come tomorrow, but I invited all of my department (well, below VP level… while the VPs are fun… well, all of us lower-level employees have more fun when they’re not around) so that’s probably 20 people. I doubt they’ll all show up, but I’m still nervous. Do we have enough food and beer/soda/iced tea? Will they have fun? If it’s nice we can hang out by the pool. If not… well, a large group of people stuck in the house could be interesting.

Oh well. Any Mumpers who want to come to the party too should just drop by! We’re having Mexican-themed food. KT makes really good carnitas and pico de gullo and guacamole. I’m making something as-yet-undecided for dessert. Probably my butterscotch cake. Regardless of the weather and how many people show up and whatnot, the food will be good!

know where I can get a cheap fare real quick?

Yay for Peter Cat and ending jobs from hell!

I was up all freakin’ night and JUST got home (it’s 6:40am right now). Went out with co-workers. For the first time in my life I had to bail before the party was completely over - it was 6am and the guys still wanted to have another drink! :eek: It was a fun night, though. We went to a bar that played oldies upon request and had a blast re-living the 70s.

Also, met another cute co-worker. Well, I already knew him vaguely, but didn’t really get to talk to him until tonight. He’s from Belfast and has the most adorable accent.

Okay, I need at least a few hours of sleep. See y’all.

I have a secret photo of Swampy at a picinnic.

Haze so nice to know you had a blast relivin’ the 70’s, especially since you weren’t even born yet durin’ the 70’s. :dubious:

:stuck_out_tongue:

SmartiePants White shoes after Labor Day???!!! :: FAINT :: The madness must be called to an end NOW!!! What’s next? Wire Hangers??? :eek: Plus, I like “the dog ate it” excuse for the sash.

Fay rained for a bit now it’s just cloudy and muggy. She’s out there alright. Hang in there all you Flahrdy folks! I hear the frogs croakin’ outside, which means the rain’s a’comin’ on soon.

We just et Subway sammiches. Chicken bacon ranch on whole wheat with lettuce, tomato, onion, green and black olives, banana peppers, oil, vinegar and mayo. Yep, ol’ know who knows just what to do! That and an ice cold beerverage or two is teh yummmmmmmmm!!! Ok, yeah, it’s all bad but daaaaaaaaaay-ummmmm it tasted soooooo gooooood!!!

ETA: Oh, and of course, ranch dressin’ on the chicken bacon ranch sammiches. Duh!

ETA: The photo was of me waitin’ on a filched pic-a-nic basket. :smiley:

I foresee some crushing on the adorable accented one. And who could blame her? If I were there, I’d probably try to swipe him from her… (he is a he, right?). :dubious:
Pork roast is in the oven (see, I do cook upon occasion). I’m out of the bath and in my jammies (at 0618). I know how to live.
Off to play Scrabble Beta.

Lord. I had to wear lavender for Melissa’s wedding. Lord. And fire-engine red for Best Friend’s wedding. She likes bright colours. I forgive her.

My two attendants got to pick anything that would go with sort of wine/purple colours. Screw making people wear the same matching stuff.
I almost had to wear a lovely shade of celery for Melissa’s wedding. Aaagh. And I had an argument with the fabric store clerk, who doubted that I could manage a wedding dress, because I wanted to line it in lightweight cotton. It was July. I was not doing polyester lining. Muppet, did I show you the pic of what I had to wear?

OK, already, I’m back!! Sheesh, people, I appreciate the concern, but I had work and all… :stuck_out_tongue:

First of all - prepare to faint and/or gasp - I was taken in at the Drs ON TIME! And after the nurse got done with the prelims, he showed up not 5 minutes later! And after a total of 15 minutes, I was outta there! :eek: That never happens at that practice!!! :eek:

Anyway, I barely started to describe my symptoms when he had it all figured out. I had a trapezius spasm (I think that’s what he said - I have it written down somewhere.) The trapezius (hope I got that right) is the muscle that goes from just below the lump/ridge/bump that is the back of your skull out to the shoulder then down to the shoulder blade - there’s one on each side. From the same spot on the skull, there are muscles that go over and around the skull. So, when the trapezius spasmed, it yonked (is too a word) on the other muscles, causing the headaches. But it turned out I did just the right thing - heat and ibuprofen. He did prescribe a muscle relaxer to be taken if I want to (I’ll fill it - with all the work we’ve got to do, I expect I’ll need it eventually) and I was on my merry way in no time. So I’m fine. [Ahnold] It’s not a tumah! [/Ahnold] It still hurts, but I know how to deal. Yay.

And I had enough time to stop at the toll office and pick up a transponder for FCD’s car, then I ran by base security to get the sticker for his car. He’s good to go for next week. And I got to work before 11. Unfortunately, we had something hot come up, so I ended up staying till 4:30 - makes for a loooooooong day. Then I had to take my car to the shop for its 30K service, and I took my kid out for pizza, since the menfolks are working late. But now we’re home chillin’

She signed her contract today and got her new employee orientation. Tomorrow, she has a little more orientation, then back to her classroom to get set up. And next week she meets her students.

I’m tahred. I want to take tomorrow off, but I can’t. We’ve got some Admiral dude coming specifically to our office to talk to us about our project. Which means I have to dress like an adult and all that. Time to break out the iron, I guess. Stoopit Admiral. At least it’s Firday, right?

I’m home from shopping.

That’s all.

Yay for Peter the Mouse-Killing Cat!!! And yay for nightmare job being done, MT!!!

I’d like some rain too, by the way.

Good luck with the apartment hunt, LiLi.

Thanks for the blog link, Muppet. I’ve really saved it this time and I’ll PM it to McUne.

You just mentioned that to make rigs jealous, didn’t you, Haze? :smiley: But yay on finding a cute distraction, even if it’s just for the evening. Somehow, this is reminding me: how’s your brother doing all alone without you in the U.S.? (I’m assuming he’s still here.)

How anyone can think that it’s their business whether anyone is married, single, has children, etc. is so far beyond me, I can’t even find a complete metaphor for it.

I also can’t believe the fuss that people make about weddings. In the event that it should turn out that Mr. Right actually exists AND we should decide to get married, I’d be happy to celebrate the marriage, not the clothing.

I’m tired and headachy, although I actually had quite a nice day at work today. We’re going to participate in a pilot project that should tie into AND support my major strategic project. Woooooo hoooooooooooo!!! Even came up with a plan on how to get things started while I’m on vacation.

I’ma wander down to the grocery for a couple of items and then consider what to have for dinner…

Hugs…

GT

DAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMIT stoopid weather forecasts! See, Fay is startin’ to say her howdydos to us. I mentioned that earlier. Well, forecasts are calling for a strong possibilitiy of flash floods which means bridge closings in low lyin’ areas. Since that means where yours truly lives, ol’ y’all know who and I discussed it and decided it would be best if he didn’t stay at da cave tonight just in case. If they close the one main low lyin’ bridge, instead of it bein’ a six mile drive into town it would mean a 35 mile drive into town and since he needs to be at work by seven a.m, that would not be a good thing. DAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMIT Why must we be so responsible!

On to other things…

MOOOOOOM good that ya know what it is and what to do. And hang on to those muscle relaxers. You’re right… those things do come in handy.

Also, before we decided to be responsible adults, we went skinny dippin’ in the pool. :smiley: It felt oh so naughty! Oh, and it started rainin’ ever so slightly while we were skinny dippin’. What? Just because we’re grown ups it does not mean we always have to act like we are! :smiley:

-swampbear (abuser of the :smiley: smiley)

Oh and DAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMIT Just cause.

I’ve returned from another day in the salt mines.

Smartie, I think your daughter should say the cat pissed on the sash. We all know you can’t get the smell of cat pee out, right? :wink:

FCM, I’m glad to read your headache is not a tumor.

Yay for Peter the Mouser. The cat I used to have used to bring me dead moles. He’d leave 'em right on the door step.

Hmmm, nothing else going on, I guess.

We’re waiting on our daughter to get home so we can all have dinner together. It’s so rare for us to be able to eat a meal with her anymore.

I had a message on my machine from Best Buy today. Oh NOOOOEEEEEEES! My FIVE DOLLAR reward program coupon is going to expire. How will I ever spend such a princely sum? :rolleyes:

Hi.

I’m back.

Nothing much new to say, though. I should go to bed, but I’m too wound up to sleep right now. (For no particular reason at all.)

Wow, swampy gets grouchy when he’s forced to forego nookie!

You have no idea snowbunny. :smiley:

Taters all I can say is :eek: How will life as you know it in Taterland go on without your FIVE DOLLAR REWARD coupon! I fear we will never hear from you again! At least we’ll always have Those Friggin’ Good Potatoes! ::Sniff::

Fay keeps sayin’ “Howdy” in ever increasin’ doses. It rains. Then it pours. Then it rains. Then it pours. Right now I hear thunder rumbles which folks in Flahrdy say they haven’t heard much of. OK… now I hear pourin’ again… with thunderrumbles. Think I’ll turn Mr. Puter off for the night just in case.

Nitey Nite Y’all!

You made me laugh out loud, Swampy!

I don’t know how I’ll survive not spending that FIVE WHOLE DOLLARS!!! coupon either. I will soldier on, however, because that’s the kind of person that I am.

Sorry about your lack of er…recreational activity time tonight.

We ended up eating take out from Herfy’s tonight. That’s what the daughter wanted, although I was prepared to make her a nice meal. She told me she would most happy with fast food, though.

Thank Og tomorrow is Friday. It’s also my short day which will make it even nicer.