The problem is, she’s over there…
Good morning!
{{{Hugs to all sickies and saddies and anybody else who needs one!}}}
It’s gonna be another busy day here at work, so I thought I’d check in real quick.
::zoom::
{Haze}
I’m sorry and yes… boys are stupid. And yes, sometimes, people don’t change…
Lunch- sorry you weren’t feeling well and glad you’re on the mend. You should have mentioned it earlier and we could have sent healing thoughts your way!
My car’s air conditioning died yesterday. Phooey. My husband has it off to the dealership (which is near where he works). This better not be expensive!
Woohoo! I’m home from sunny Budapest - had a great time, saw some excellent bands and some absolute sh*te ones too. Am stuffed full of beer, cocktails and all the wrong sorts of food…and I have to go to Fat Club tonight. That’s going to be bad news.
Hugs, yays, boos, trouts, appendage-crossing and confetti as appropriate - I’ve got no hope of catching up with this MMP…
I’m up, caffeinated but now drinking herb tea, and back at work. I hope FCM is feeling better this morning but also think that she should get to the doctor and maybe have a CAT scan.
{{{{{{{{{{{Haze}}}}}}}}}} - thinking of you and sending good thoughts your way. Wish there was something more I, we the MMPers, could do to help you, but know that we’re standing with you and for you.
(((((Hugs for everyone)))))
Sounds like we need lots of hugs.
Nat’s got a cold, and is being all cuddly and sounds like multiple frogs. He’s cleaning the floor for me. Babies do make good floor mops. 
Better run comfort him while doing chores.
I have to go to the dentist this morning. This is…well, I’m not actually phobic, but I’m incredibly anxious about the whole thing. I think I’m developing a problem with a tooth that I got a crown on a few years ago and I’m petrified at the thought of doing anything about it. The sane side of me says that today is just a cleaning and I don’t need to freak, but I’m going to anyway. I also can’t afford any serious work on it, I will be getting insurance but not for a couple of months…eeeeeeeek!
Poor Nat. Colds suck.
I want today to be over and done with. And I have yet to caffienate. It’s gonna be a long one.
g’ mornin’
((Haze)) Yes, boys can be dumb.
Pie, good luck findin’ the missing moolah.
Good Luck at the dentist, Snow Bunny.
:: cheers :: for the Nat mop!
Glad you had a good vacation Boo Fae.
Swampy, Clairitin-D is my savior. I have to have that decongestant or else I’m miserable.
:: Delivers chicken soup for all of the sickies :: Get better soon.
:: waves to Kai ::
I think that’s all for now. Have a great day all.
Mornin’ Fay is just a big rain storm and still far away. Maybe we will get some gusts and rain later on today. Fine by me.
haze, honey, you are far too gorgeous, funny and smart to waste a single tear or regret on “That loser Guy.” Don’t sell yourself short. It’s s’truth!
Get better alla y’all sickies!
Tupug
If this small scrap of info means what I think it means, I have a can of whoop-ass here in my kitchen. Tis but a short drive downtown to apply it as directed. This nurse will make a “house call” just for you.
I’m up; my elbow is still sore (but better), and I’m getting my hair done at 1100. Such is my day.
Hugs, pats on back, thumbs up, finger-waving prn, (medicalese for as needed).
Yes. Yes, you should. It’s a really fun movie.
{{{{Haze}}}}
I took an Ambien to help me sleep last night and now I’m all hung over/groggy today. Usually they don’t have a bad morning-after effect, but… bleh. I wanna go back to bed today.
I just got a phone call saying, “this is your final notice to lower the rate on your account. Press 1 to speak with your account Representative about lowering your rate, press 2 to discontinue further notices.”
There was no company mentioned. Of course, I hung up. This call came through to my cell phone. Has anyone heard of a scam of this sort? And/or should the number that called me be reported anywhere?
I have a public announcement to make:
**Meeks **asked me to tell y’all something – in case it hasn’t been done yet, she wants to thank all the MMP girls for the PedEgg. She says it really works, and well!
Now, WTF is a PedEgg? 
A PedEgg is a device shaped like an egg on one side with a metal file (like a mini cheese grater) on the other that you use to give yourself a pedicure. It removes the dead skin and callouses from your feet.
Heh. This made me giggle.
Whatever you are imagining, Noone, is probably a lot more fun than the reality. 
Thanks for the hugs and the encouragement, everyone. My feelings are in such a muddle that the end result is a kind of numbness. Basically, I got an email from him saying that he’s still living with her (I just asked him outright a few days ago, because he wasn’t volunteering any information about what was going on) and she wants to stay together, and he is finding it difficult to tell her the truth, and their lease ends this month, and . . . etc. There’s not much left to say, I suppose.
I swore to myself that August was his last chance. Technically he still has a few weeks left to redeem himself, but I feel like there’s really no point in dragging this out any further.
Runs past, chasing after speedy little toddler …
What she said!!!
… Bye!!!
{{{Mumpers}}}} Man, everyone’s life/health hit the skids at once, didn’t it? Okay, the universe is under orders to make it better, ASAP!
We get those calls periodically, mousie. I’ve never stayed on the line long enough to find out who it’s a scam for. But it’s sure to be a scam.
Back to work. Can I finish this today? Please? Pretty please? I’ve already nearly been pulled off it AGAIN to work on a super-rush job for the same client. Oy. It’s safe to say this is driving me nuts!
OK- so I read that as “finger-waving porn”-- Yikes!!!
Just bought a new computer- not a Mac :(, but I couldn’t justify the expense and I use a PC at work, so sigh.
But- it’ll be so nice to have a functional computer for me!
(Looks quick) Hi Dotty! zip-bang!
Noonie- you’re in touch with Meeks??? Lucky! Tell her hi for me!
Oh, (((Haze))). Take rig’s offer.
Unbelievable. I am so sorry. Let them stay together–it sounds like they deserve one another.
Ask yourself this (as if you haven’t already): do you really want a guy who can’t grow a set when needed? I’ve never liked real macho guys and of course, ill treatment of anyone is a huge turnoff, but consider this: if this guy can’t get it up enough to tell his roommate, supposed former lover and GF that he is no longer interested and has to move out–how will he do when confronting other difficult, potentially problematic situations later in life?
Not to sound trite, but be glad you’re in Korea. Be glad you’re busier than hell right now. You decide how much contact you want to have with him (I recommend none). He needs to grow up. He needs to realize that trust is huge in a relationship, but so is respect and respecting boundaries. He sounds like a little boy, wanting his cake and eating it, too. You want a man, Hazel, not a boy.
I am so, so sorry. I feel for you.