My sweetie and my baby brought home a chocolate ice cream cake from Coldstone. Mega-yum!!
**Rebo **- the card you sent was a big hit here. 
It’s cold, I’m knitting. I think I’ll be doing kahlua and cream tonight. It’s a new birthday tradition!
Granola sounds yummy, Pie. I just added to the blog. I hate spending the amount that they demand for mega-calorie granola, but really like adding granola to yogurt.
Little brother and nephew are here because niece is at a retreat nearby and needs to be picked up in the ay-em. We went to good Chinese and then Graeter’s for ice cream. We are now full. They’re both busy (home)working and I’m about to pick up the needles and knit for a while.
Happy Saturday evening, everyone!
GT
Happy Belated Birthday Spaz!!!
Happy Birthday FCM!!!
Thanks for the birthday wishes, here and on Facebook. You guys are the best!
Happy Birthday FCM!!!
Happy Birthday kai!!!
: flings confetti with wild abandon :
{{{{Dotty}}}}}
VBob, actually there’s quite a few Greek wimmin there.
I love granola, but can only eat it in very small quantities, like what I’d add to top off some plain yogurt & fruit. Thanks for the recipe link too, CutiePie; I used to actually make granola 30 some years ago–the high-fat kind, though.
Today (Sunday) is supposed to be rainy all day, so I’ll probably be cooking and baking. I’m going to make some chili but then freeze it to have later in the week. I seem to have gotten a larger-than-usual amount of beef this week - I guess I’ve been having a -bit- too much chicken and turkey lately. LOL Hmm… I’d been wondering what that lumpy bump on my head was … and those feathers on my backside!! Bwwaaah!
Oh darn, I’m late! I’m sorry!
Happy Burfdays and lots of chocolate, Kai and FCM!
Back to switching off the 'net connection. I’ve discovered one of my music programs (and no, those files aren’t compatible with the rest) tries to connect to some server or other every single time I play something on it. I’m reasonably sure some idjit somewhere considers it a feature.
Why am I awake at ungodly o’clock on a not-work day? Because my throat is sore on one side and there’s a swollen lymph node on that side as well.
Boy I hope this is just my sinuses draining.
{{{Dotty}}} – you and your husband’s family are in my thoughts; I’m sorry for your loss.
Happy Belated Birthdays, **FCM **and Kai! 
(I do believe you are both still closer to 30 than you are to 20, isn’t that right…? :p)
**Nava **-- I always thought it’s WhiteRabbit who’s supposed to be late?! Impostor!! 
As for your music woes – I know that there’s a plugin for the regular, old Windows MediaPlayer that displays the lyrics to whatever it’s playing; it does so by searching the “web” for the lyrics. It’s actually quite 
! I wonder if your program is doing something similar?
Spaz – clearly you are awake in order to entertain me on my lunch break! 
(OK, seriously – I hope it’s just a minor thing, too; or at worst something that antibiotics can kill.)
**Muppet **-- your description of “small humans” and their interaction with cats is hilarious – all the more so for bringing back memories I thought I had manages to repress for ever!
- Will someone please report this post to the Smiley Protection Authority, for Smiley Abuse…?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. Also have a ham bakin’. I’ve been up a while gettin’ the ham in the oven and started. Company for lunch after church today. The menu is ham, green beans, company smashed N.O.T., carrot/apple sallit, rolls and buttermilk pie. And, of course, Bloody Marys.
Last night we had dinner at some friends’ home. Homemade lasagna and homemade carrot cake. MMMMMMMMMM…
dotty so sorry about your husband’s grandmother. The family is in my thoughts and prayers.
Ok, need to get the green beans ready for steamin’. Churchification is a part of the mornin’ activities. My plan is to have everything ready but the rolls which take about twenty minutes to bake. The only warmups needed will be the beans and some sliced ham. I’m all efficient like with this stuff.
Ok, on to bean prep!
Later Y’all!
To quote the late, great Erma Bombeck, I’m somewhere between estrogen and death.
I awoke to find Ziva walking atop the shower door frame. She is such a piece of work!! One of her favorite tricks is to take a piece or two of dog kibble into the guest bathroom and bat it around. Unfortunately, that also involves clawing at the terrycloth bathmat, which is now a mass of snags. Stoopit cat.
Interestingly enough, my spousal unit bought *himself *a gift on my birthday - a dog-faced pufferfish. But he said I could name it. :rolleyes: Yeah, whatever… Lucky for him I don’t care about birthdays.
Today’s plans include a grocery safari and some laundry. And knitting. My latest baby afghan is really pretty, but I hate using the smaller needles because it takes so long. I need some afghans that use big needles and multiple strands of yarn - those go lots faster!
Halfway thru my weekend with the first week from hell awaiting me. On the bright side, my slab roller is ordered and I’m just waiting for the manufacturer to tell me when it’s shipped. Can’t wait for my new toy!!!
Good morning everyone.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Dotty.
The party turned out to be a success and everyone loved the dinner we served.
That’s all I’ve got for now; I’m just not awake yet.
{{{{{{Dotty}}}}}}
I’m not bragging, this is more of a “WTF did that come from?” type of post.
I had bambilance duty last night, and the first patient was a young Navy wife whose hubby had just come home from a deployment, and was slam deployed to Haiti. She has a history of depression and a neurological problem, and was having a rather vigorous panic attack.
Imagine, if you will, a 21 year old woman by herself in a new house in Cottonfield County who knows absolutely no one, has no job, etc. We talked a lot, which surprised me about me, 'cuz I’m the type to clam up if I’m working.
That’s all well and good, but the surprising part was I ended up giving her my phone number and said, “My name is Bob, and my wife is VWife. You need a friend, so give us a call.”
BTW, I WAS NOT FLIRTING.
You’re just sucking up to Swampy.
I’m pretty sure **Swampy **would want the roles reversed :eek:
Of course you weren’t.
The rest of the story. Said young Navy wife revealed her love of little fuzzy critters. Bobbio, being sneaky and calculating, knew that if she came to the VunderLair and met the various and sundry 4-legged inhabitants, she would adopt them all and he’d have his house back again.
'Fess up - we know that’s how it went…
Back from breakfast and the hell that is WalMart on Sunday morning. I wanted to go there before 9. We got there around 11. Yeah, that was smart… :rolleyes: But I got my errands done and I just started some laundry. It promises to be a knitting day.
Oh yeah, and there’s leftover Coldstone b-day cake.
well, it is better to give than to receive…
I’m about to gargle with salt water to see if it’s just sinus drainage. I’m starting to feel run down–AGAIN–and I hope I’m not getting sick again.
In other news, I found out I have to be in court in Pirateville in February as a character witness against Corvette Ex-Roommate.
In other other news I met a new guy yesterday through the guy I’ve been hanging out with. I think there was some Discussion going on during their smoke breaks because after the second one Guy 1 started throwing me and Guy 2 together. Guy 2 just called me and I have a sore throat. Can I have a fakeyer sounding excuse for why I can’t call him back? No. No I cannot. :smack: I guess I’ll send him a text. (This is huge–my texting plan is nonexistent and I get charged $.20 per text. Note to self: speak to phone company about this.)
Afternoon! I did the heathan thing and stayed home and cleaned the apartment. There’s hockey this afternoon, followed by karaoke tonight.
Good thing my BS meter goes to 11.;):p:D
:fingers crossed:
Isn’t that lovely? :rolleyes: I sure hope sombody is going to pay your travel expenses…
Many guys is a Good Thing (if you’re a straight woman, anyway…:D) – but I just lost track…
As for the sore throat thing – isn’t a deep, throaty voice supposed to be really really sexy…?
Mine does too.
It exploded anyway…
I’ve lost track too. And I sound like Marge Simpson when I lose my voice which is the antithesis of sexy. At least I think so.