MBG, I beg thee for forgiveness, but I could not post this yesterday since I still don’t have 'net access at home. In your case I do think a more personalized Birthday song is appropiate (and yes, I know you’re not a driver):
El señor conductor
cumple años,
cumple años,
cumple años,
el señor conductor
cumple años,
cumple años
el señor conductooooooooooooooooor!
(It’s a song that’s supposed to be written on the fly every time, tells the life of the bus driver starting with either his birth or his momma getting pregnant and getting as far ahead as the chorus feels like it. And of course you’re not supposed to sing it outside a bus)
Lisslar --that was terrible. I may have to lay down because of that joke.
Really need drugs, so really am off now. Wish I had some energy to do this. Wish I had a personal assistant whom I could send out and about…
Bobbio - What does it mean if I got almost all of those? I mean aside from being a geek. (I started a game like this here, only not with a holiday theme. :))
rigs - I’m not sure if that one was worse than LiLi’s or not. They’re both Spats-worthy.
Well, the weekend was pretty busy – last full weekend of shopping and all that. I can’t believe we’re so close to Christmas already. Aging sucks; it makes these holiday seasons seem to whiz by with barely a moment’s respite to stop and take notice. On the other hand the work days have sped by, so I guess there’s some good in that. I’m actually looking forward to the company Christmas luncheon. We’ll be heading off to Baton Rouge around noon on Friday. It’s a slightly swanky restaurant, where we order good food, drink good beer, draw for potluck Christmas baskets and let the big boss pick up the tab. It is generally a good time for all for a couple of hours. Wee!
Good morning children. First page and I am already going to disregard the OP and follow-up posts. Oh well.
Surprisingly busy. Talked to my mom this morning, she was happy to hear from me I think. Even talked to dad, who has been fairly uninterested in me for a few years now (or so it seems).
Anyway.
Sick people, get better. That’s an order. Do not send your germs through the computer!
FCM - those guys want that food. They are the Masters of the House, after all!
The weekend was not long enough. On the upside, the holiday vacation season has begun, so it only took 6 minutes to get to work this morning, instead of 15. Plus, it’s quiet as a tomb around here. This is the only time of year the group I work with is allowed to take PTO, so they’re all out until January. I don’t know why we don’t just close next week. Our competitors all do, so maybe that’s why.
I had to go to Target yesterday for cat food and cat litter. Entry fee was a mere $35. On the way home, I saw that they are building a Trader Joe’s. Hurray! The closest one now is in Campbell. Traffic was horrendous, mostly due to idiots waiting for a parking space near the front door. There was this one carload of girls that sat and sat, for about 5 minutes, giggling and pointing as 20 cars stacked up behind them, as they waited for that “perfect” space. :rolleyes: And then there are the people that can’t be bothered to return a cart to the corral that is directly behind their parking space. Don’t you just love how the holiday season brings out the best in people? The upside was that there were very short lines everywhere I went, due to most or all checkstands being open.
I hear my cube neighbor discussing AC. She was very busy on Friday, all right. She, well, shredded everything. And guess who’s in trouble? Yep, my neighbor. And AC wants to know where she’s supposed to charge her time, something she also neglected to tell my neighbor when she was asking for work. (Well, I suppose we can’t expect her to tell people that she’s incompetent. Maybe people like that should have forehead tattoos, or, as Bill Engvall suggests, signs: I’m Stupid.) The office manager will be contacted, but AC has a positive talent for chaos, destruction, and mayhem, but she always manages to escape unscathed, so I don’t hold out much hope.
I’m awake again. Soon it will be time to take more drugs and be unconscious again. Oh, I did go in to work this morning just to open up. As soon as people started showin’ up I said bye, came home, drugged, slept, wash, rinse repeat… I am determined to get over this in a couple days.
Howdy to ThePerfectChild[sup]!TM[/sup] Your mom keeps weird things in the fridge in the garage. If you know what’s good for ya don’t open it.
FCM - is that feline on the sofa an Abyssinian? Beautiful little food-seeking beastie! And your daughter is cute, too! (Of course)
VB - may I borrow that quiz? I’d like to post it in the “off ice” section of my hockey board. Someone posted one already but yours is much cooler.
Li-Li - a good room temp finger food I like to take to tailgates: Take thin slices of hard salami. On each slice lay a little-finger-sized chunk of cream cheese and a sliver of dill pickle. Roll up. Serve. If you want something a bit more complex involving imitation crab and other yummy stuff rolled up in a flour tortilla and sliced into rounds, let me know and I’ll post the recipie.
This is the Christmas card I’m sending to all the Booster Club members. Connor is the fourth guy from the right on the front row.
I need to get moving. Today is the Coach’s Show and I have stuff to do before I can go have fun.
OMIGOSH I feel like I spent all day yesterday hanging lights and decorations, cleaning the house and shed, and moving furniture around the house to accomodate the guests who will be arriving tomorrow. Hmmmm. Maybe it’s because I DID do that all day yesterday. Man oh man, Welbywife was on a tear!
She’s in spaz mode because I my mom and brother are coming to visit, along with my little 4 year old nephew. Since we’re having a little 'un around the place, she decided that we needed to hang up everything remotely realted to Christmas, then go out and buy a few more things to hang up as well. My house looks like a Christmas shop exploded inside of it, and I will be content to never see a string of Christmas lights again.
By the way, what the hell is the deal with lights these days? I went out to get a few more strings so that my wife’s “Vision” could become a reality, and the strings I got all have pink lights on them. When did pink get added to the regular colors? I don’t like it. Not one bit.
On the plus side, our house looks all cozy and bright, and the floors could be eaten off of quite handily. That’s actually a plus with my brother and his kid coming. Neither of them are what you’d call refined.
Gourd head. I shamelessly ripped it off to post it here, so you can carry on in that tradition…
Rosie, I recall you asked me how far I live from a friend of your’s, and I’m remiss in not answering. 'Cept, I don’t remember if you said Goldsboro or Greensboro. Mayberry is 140 miles from Goldsboro, and 220 from Greensboro…
Welby - Pink? Pink? That’s not a holiday colour at all! I’d have run back out and exchanged them for something more appropriate. My pet peeve is the strings that cheap out. I bought a string a couple of years back that ended up having only three colours: Red, yellow and green. No blue. What are Christmas lights without blue? Hmpf. I replaced them last year with some properly colourful ones.
I wanted to take them back, but Welbywife pointed out several things that gave me pause:
I rarely return stuff because I forget about it.
She liked them.
I’d have to climb the roof again to re hang them.
She liked them.
It was time for dinner.
Taters: We wound up with a string of purple lights and have no idea where they came from. Welbywife wanted to stick them in the family room, but for some odd reason they just don’t work any more. . .
Yeah, she’s an Aby - a fat Aby, to be sure. A fat little beggar Aby.
We’re back from the dentist and a walk and we’re going to bake some cookies. Smithsonian tomorrow. Back to the dentist for a couple of small fillings on Weds.
Pink tiny twinkle bulbs, or a good old-fashioned, whatever happened to them C7 bulb?
DH has been lamenting the disappearance of pink C7s. I don’t pine (heh!) for them, but I do remember a few of them, as well as a couple yellow ones mixed in with the lights when I was a wee one. But still, all we can find now in C7 or the bigger outdoor-sized C9 is red, blue, green and clear.
Whatever the color, it’s nice to see the traditional C7 bulbs making a comeback. I was never terribly enthused by those itty-bitty bulbs and all of the heartbreak that went into keeping a string of them lit. One of those blows and you just have to work your way along the string, looking for the blown one, or more often, leap-frogging a good bulb through the string until it lands in a socket that needed a good bulb. Blow a C7, and you have one obvious dark bulb amid 24 bulbs still happily glowing.
Add me to the legions that are fending off bugs. My malady at least has a name: Cow Palace Plague. Nothing to do with cows, and the building is certainly no palace, but they call it the Cow Palace, so there you are.
We’re recreating mid 19th-century London, so some pestilence is certainly authentic, but I’m tired it!
If you want something a bit more complex involving imitation crab and other yummy stuff rolled up in a flour tortilla and sliced into rounds, let me know and I’ll post the recipie.
