I went to look at doggie pics and the ad beside it is for the stuff I work with! They are everywhere! hides under the bedcovers
Man. That was scary.
Rebo, I’m afraid my trick wouldn’t work for you. I always have my keyboards set to “international spanish”; in fact, the ones I have here at home are real international Spanish keyboards (amazing!), with all 104 keys. That includes ñ because Spanish has it and ç because Catalan and French have it and an easy way to make ´ because Spanish uses it and `because Catalan and French use it and ^ because French uses it and ¨ because Spanish uses it (we’ve heard rumours about German using it too, but I don’t really think the designers of the Spanish qwerty keyboard traveled that far). So it’s right there, just beside the enter key.
CanineServant - is it this Hobgoblin you’re drinking? If so, it’s one of my favourite beerverages. Of course, I have lots of favourites, but Wychwood is a great brewery. I always make a point of going to the Hobgobin pub in Brighton whenever I visit, either for a pint of Hobgoblin or a pint of Goliath. My mum was born and raised in Brighton and we try to go back down there at least once a year so she can visit her brother and SIL’s graves in the local cemetary.
So, happy Saturday everyone! Did we all survive Friday 13th without incident? We went out for beerverages after work and then went to the Jongleurs comedy club to watch the evening’s performance. Three excellent comedians, a Scottish compere who was funnier than both the male comics, and the headline act (Mandy Knight) was non-stop laughs. There are certain lines from last night that I’m sure will be reused in other places (“Save your breath, you’ll need it later to inflate your girlfriend”).
Off to do errands and get 'im indoors to the opticians 'cos he managed to break his specs yesterday. Silly boy.
Scruffy is noisy - have I ever mentioned that? I managed to sleep in all the way to 6:12 (I checked the clock) before my bladder demanded I get out of bed. Well, that’s all the little Scruffmeister needed to set her off… in the bedroom… where **FCD ** was snoozing away. Looks like we’ve got to work on shutting her up. Stoopit dog.
But the critters have been toileted and fed, and my kiln is still working on coming up to temp. It was just under 1300 degrees, and it’s got to get to about 1900 or so. I was kinda hoping it’d be almost done when I got up. So much for that.
Since we did our trek to Lowe’s last night, we can start right in working this morning. But I’m hoping **FCD ** sleeps a bit longer - I’m not ready to get started yet…
It’s all grey and gloomy outside, and this is supposedly the best part of the weekend, weather-wise. If I wasn’t wide awake, I’d crawl back under the covers and hibernate. Alas for the curse of the morning person! Woe is me… <insert plenteous lamentations and the occasional whine>
I’m up, caffeinated (tho now switched to water …), and on the interweb. Speaking of which, sometimes I just feel like such a dolt! Let me rant a bit here: Adobe reader has been nagging me to upgrade for a while now, so now that I have the broadband connection, I figured I would. I had version 6.0.1, I guess, so I downloaded the lastest version - 8.0. It would not work! Every time I tried to open something with it, it hung up, then closed. I went to the adobe home page to try to find out what was wrong; I ended up trying to download a “fix,” but that didn’t work either. So, I removed 8.0, then went back and downloaded 6.0.1; I guess I’ll upgrade to 6.0.2 from within 6.0.1 (this is where they really lost me GAH!) at some point in time. Apparently, if you have the 6.* version, you have to delete it or remove it before you get the 8.0 version - if I understood that correctly. There are still -a lot- of programs on the internet that just are not user-friendly. Or else I’m a DUMBASS. lol Okay, that possibility -does- exist.
Looks like Sunday will be “batten down the hatches” day in the Mid-Atlantic area. The forecasters are predicting a Nor’easter, it looks like; flood surges, even where I am in the DC suburbs. Better get out and do what chores or errands need to be done today. Glad that I’m all caught up - I stopped at the grocery store on Wednesday afternoon, thankfully.
Yes, made it through Friday the 13th okay - so happy Saturday, MMPers.
Mornin’ y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here too. In a bit I need to clean up somewhat and go plant trees at church. That makes me kinda like gt ‘cept she plants flowers and I plant trees. We need to get this done this morning cause they’re sayin’ we’ll get rain this afternoon. Of course they told me this earlier this week and lied to me. So I think what they have to say weather wise is a great big ol’ crock right now. :dubious:
Ok, beautification to ensue. What? I can’t look all scruffy (Hi Scruffy!) around the churchfolk now can I? Remember we’re Whiskypalian. Nobody would say anything to my face but I’d be talked about over cocktails this evening.
I’m back and gallbladderless. Ouchy! They fond that I had several large gallstones, so it took a little longer then anticipated. I spent the night at my mother’s. Now to go home and see my animals.
StG I’m glad to know your surgery went so well. Amazin’ how they can just yank out a gallbladder these days! I’m sure lots of animal lovin’ is in store today. Just don’t overdo it, ok?
I have decided to throw caution to the wind. I brushed my teeth, showered and deodorized but, I did not shave. :eek: Yep. I am goin’ out amongst my co-Whiskypalians unshaven. Let 'em talk about me over cocktails, I say! I am a rebel!
Morning all! Looks like this is going to be the weekend to work, with all the weather. I am going in a bit late today, so I think I’ll pay some bills and vacuum the living room.
BooFae, yep that’s the one. Interesting brew.
swampy, you’re going to scandalize the congregation. What next, unmatched socks? :eek:
Caffeinating, breakfasting and waiting for the painter guy to come by, look at the house and give us an estimate. It’s going to be nice to not have all white walls to look at around here.
Then it’s off to the gym, and do some grocery shopping. Then it’s home to start working on the pages and pages of writing I have to have done for Thursday for work. Yecchhhh.
Through with coffee and breakfast, and now have the first load of laundry in the washer. Dishes arer rinsed and awaiting someone to put them in the dishwasher.
Now I’m off to search for yummy recipes so I can finish my menus and grocery list for tomorrow morning. Rachel Ray had a neat looking Chicken Cacciatori Stoup I’m gonna try to make.
Tomorrow is my cooking class with Robin Miller! I’m excited!
Mr Rebo asked me out on a date tonight! He’s all sweet like that. So I’m gonna make an early dinner, and we’ll go to the bar and play trivia or shoot pool or sumpin’. We’re having beer butt chicken, corn on the cob and macaroni salad.
I’ll be cleaning the house while my husband takes the boys paintballing. This evening our friends will meet us at our house and then we’ll be walking to a restaurant down the road from us for some drinks, appetizers and conversation. After that, we’ll head to the movies.
Other than that no big plans.
StG, I’m glad the surgery went well. Do take it easy. You’ll probably be gassy for a few days too.
Well, I guess I should start on stuff. Talk to you later.
Good morning all. I barely got any sleep last night… I had a talk with That Guy that basically consisted of him saying that he was treating me terribly and what we were doing was wrong. It was eerily like the talk we had the first night this all happened, except this time I asked him if he was sleeping with me just for the sake of sleeping with me, because I felt like I was the only one with any kind of emotional investment in this, and he said that it wasn’t that, and that was the problem. Whatever that means. Basically he just left on that note, leaving me to toss and turn all night, trying not to dwell on my situation too hard because I knew I would break down if I did. I feel silly feeling so sorry for myself - like I told That Guy, he may be being a jerk to me, but I’m the one who’s letting him, because I like him so much. I suppose when you invite someone to slap you, you shouldn’t complain when they do.
Argh. Sorry for bringing down a cheerful Saturday in the MMP. Appropriate hugs, sympathy and congrats to everyone all round.
I have been coughing on everything at work. I’m working now, Saturday morning/early afternoon, because the boss man whined. Really, he whined. I have one particularly enormous return to do where I have to add up the taxpayers’ expenses first and they have umpty-million receipts.
**Hank, ** kick That Guy in the butt and don’t ever talk to him again. You don’t need to waste your time with someone who doesn’t feel the same way about you as you do about him.
VB, does that mean if she weren’t cute, it would be OK to settle for a pity fuck?
Haze, most of us have said it before, but I’ll say it again. Do not have anything to do with this guy. He’s playing games. Oh, he’s talking nice, but he’s playing you, sweetie.
Find someone who deserves you. Really. Also, do you really want to be with someone who’s cheating on his girlfriend? Just sayin’ is all.
The sun is out. I can’t believe it. I’m sure that as soon as the boys head out to paintball though, the skies will open and pour buckets on them.
Tel, I’m sorry you’re sick. I hope you improve soon. Your boss whined? Wow, how old is this guy?
I need to vacuum and dust. Bleh. Don’t really want to do it, but it needs to be done. I should do some laundry as well.
