How can I be more tired after 7 hours at work, instead of 12?
I went to a looong meeting and did some scheduling and QA stuff.
I am exhausted.
What is up with that?
Traffic was horrendous on the way home.
As to the thread–I have persuaded my husband to go boxer. I like a man in boxers…
Around the house, I often wear more than one layer and more than one sweater!
But I feel so righteous when the heating bill comes.
I wear the Jockey for Her french cut or the no-line micro fiber panties. Ooh, I just felt slightly dirty for typing the word “panties”. I mean, I’m sharing what kind of undies I wear on the internet for Og’s sake. How weird is that?
The hubby likes the boxer briefs, but he has about a bajillion tighty-whities. Why? Because several years ago, Costco refused to accept a load that my husband was delivering. So, he took the load back to the yard and the goods were divied up among the drivers and staff (not the real valuable stuff). Hubby came home with an enormous case of tighty-whitey underwear. He’s still wearing them and just recently opened the last package of 'em.
Lissa, Mr. Taters really appreciated your friend’s costume. He thought the make-up job was quite tight and excellent.
We do not parade around the house nekkid anymore. That pretty much stopped when my daughter was about two, noticed my husband’s dangly bits, smacked them, and asked what they were. I thought it was riotously funny…the hubby…not so much.
It’s almost time to go home. Thank goodness. I’ve had terrible brain farts all day. First, I forgot my password for an official site I must access. Locked myself out of the site, and apparently gave a wrong answer to the site that I go to get my password reset. :rolleyes: I’ll call them tomorrow. So, after that fiasco, I locked my computer up and went outside for a smoke. I came back in tried to log back on to my PC and totally forgot my damn password. The same damn password I type in all day long. I have to type it in all day long because whenever I leave my desk, I need secure my computer. So, I had to go down to our AMO dept and ask them to reset my password because I was so stupid I forgot the password I had typed in all day long. :rolleyes: :smack: Yeah, I felt really smart. :o
Time to log off. Hopefully, I’ll actually remember my damn password.
Mr. Lissar wears boxer briefs, too.
Our landlady seriously overheats the building, and we don’t have a thermostat in our apartment. The windows are open and we don’t wear much, even in January. It’s too bloody hot in here!
Dinner tonight (after a lot of staring in the fridge and having difficulty with decisions) will be leftover dip and semi-ratatouille plus mac’n’cheese with lots of extra cheese and turkey, and baked to get a good burnt cheese top. The Husbands should be home about 9 or 9:30, so I should start cooking.
I have my new laundry set!!!
Not the set I ordered, tho. I called Lowe’s when I got home and found out the set I ordered won’t be delivered till next week, so I canceled the order. We drove to Lowe’s to just buy the set there - a wee bit more expensive, but that’s the price of instant satisfaction. Except they didn’t have the dryer in stock and they didn’t know when they’d be getting one.
So we went to have some dinner, then stopped for milk in a shopping center that has one of those little Sears appliance and lawn stuff stores. We popped in for the heck of it and found what looked to be identical to the Frigidaire set, except it said Kenmore. And it cost a whole $2 per piece more. It now sits in my basement awaiting installation. Tomorrow, I shall launder! YAY!
Three day weekend in the offing. If it wasn’t for my class tomorrow, I’d take off and have a 4 day weekend. But I can’t.
I had a dream last night that featured Rue and it pretty much involved me commenting that he was taller than I’d expected. Then he was gone and I was watching a boat at anchor being buffeted by a storm. Then I woke up. Anyone care to interpret that one??
To which swampy replied
So glad my love life, or rather lack thereof, has some use.
swampy just for you, darlin’
Me, I have a lot of fairly modest hip-hugging Hanes for Her (or whatever they’re called) plus some no-line microfiber and cotton blends that are also very comfy. (Somehow I was able to type that whole sentence without the word “panties.”)
Instead of doing laundry tonight, I decided I could use a few new clothes. Went to Target (my favorite clothing store du jour) and came home with a very nice suede blazer (my birthday present to me), a couple of little Mao-collared jackets, and a pair of jeans that are a) not unbelievably low-waisted AND b) extremely comfy.
I am using the fact that tomorrow is my birthday & the last working day of the week to declare tomorrow Friday. So I’ll be wearing jeans with the pretty new suede blazer. Did I mention that I really really like the suede blazer?
So, does gotpasswords’s contribution substitute for something popping out of a dog this week? Surely not. Although I agree it was TMI. And thank you to whoever mentioned lemon custard (too lazy to look).
It’s my bedtime, so I think I’ll toddle off…
GT
Waaah! Somebody call me the Wahm-bulance! I’m so jealous! I wanna new washer and dryer now, dammit. It’s not fair! How come I don’t get a new set? Oh, yeah…it’s that whole lack of funds thing…dammit.
You sure do dream about Rue a lot FCM. What’s up with that?
Well, the restaurant for our Christmas party has been chosen. We’re going to a fancy-schmancy place on the waterfront. I ate there years ago and the food was terrific. I hope it’s still as good. The best part is that our food will cost nothing, or at least next to nothing because we had a couple of fund raisers and raised $500.00 dollars for the party. Now we just have to think of fun things to do while at the party. The only downside is that the restaurant is quite a distance from my home so I’ll have to be careful about the whole imbibing of adult beverages thing.
Happy Birthday gt! I hope you enjoy your day and your blazer. My mother’s birthday is tomorrow. I better make sure I don’t get wrapped up in a project at work, and in the process, forget to call her. Her feelings get hurt if I don’t remember to call her.
Gotto go, laundry to do.
I push or clicked on or whatever you do with the little circle things to let them know they have been selected, but no signature appeared. Here’s a second try. I’ve double checked the circle. Prepare for the great unveiling:
[SIZE7]TA-DA[/SIZE7]
Somebody please put this country hick out of his misery. What does YMMV stand for?
Your mileage may vary.
or
Yvette’s milkers make volumes.
or
Yielding men may vacilate.
or
Young maidens might verify.
Of course, YMMV.
Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhh!!!
<ahem> Clearing Throat <ahem>
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEAAARRR GAAARRRDDDEEENNNTRRRAAAVVVEEELLLEEERRR!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
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Yes, Gardentraveler Happy Birthday. Once again, swampy was hoggin’ the microphone. But he does such a good job of it.
eleanor the extreme fatigue was caused by the QA stuff. Or leprosy. But since you didn’t mention anything about playing with armadillos, I’d bet on the QA stuff. It saps the will to live from most people who have to deal with it.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GARDENTRAVELER!!!
taters, my Xmas party is at a fancy restaurant way across town this year. I don’t usually go anymore but this year I’m expecting a 15-year bonus check to be bestowed and it would be rude to be absent. Mr Anachi suggested we cab it to the party and back and I thought that was a very good idea. The fare would have to be less than what we’d spend if we paid for all the food and booze, right?
fcm, the different brands of appliances are more than likely made by the same factory. I think Kenmore is just Sears’ Frigidaire brand, if that makes any sense.
I got nothing else yest this morning.
Tupug
<<badger raises a paw>>
Ummm…guys? YMMV? Please? The suspense is killing me, and honey badgers are a protected species. You don’t want that on your conscience, do you?
Huh?
Oh, and happy birthday gt.
Kallessa’s first answer was the real one: your mileage may vary.
Happy Birthday, GT!
I lurves my Body By Victoria undies. I have others, but they’re my favs. I’d comment on KeithT’s sexy undies, but he might not like that too much. But I will say that he has sexy undies. 
I don’t usually go to our office holiday party since it’s always the same weekend as an out-of-town event that I prefer to go to, but this year it’s at a really fancy cool place. It’s the newest restaurant in the city and it’s the hot spot where everyone wants to go. A place I could never afford to go by myself. So I’m thinking I should go to check it out. But I don’t have anyone to go with. Everyone else always shows up with spouse or date so I’d feel kinda awkward. Not sure what I should do. 
I’m kinda glad I work at the kind of place where the office party means everybody brings in munchies and we put 'em in the break room and snack all day. I’ll gladly make cheese straws for that.
Young Manatees May Vomit?
You May Make Vodka?
Yesterday’s Meatballs With Vermicelli?
ERRR…
Yesterday’s Meatballs (with) Mashed Vermicelli.
I can’t let pass an opportunity to parade my panty preference.* 'Tis Hanes Her Way for me, because you can get them when I grocery-shop (a Wal-Mart type place called Meijer). I do love Victoria stuff, though. But I’m waiting for real downward pants size movement to commence before I sink any money into spensive undie panties.
Side note: my husband thinks it’s terribly funny to refer to his underoos as panties. He inititally did it to bug his mother; now he does it as a matter of course. My poor children think ‘panties’ is the generic term for ALL underwear. Of course, panties are still in at least one child’s future; we’re dipie-bound for at least another year (or two!). Arg, I’m tired thinking of it. That’s what you get for reproducing after the age of 40. 
Thanks taxi.
As for the rest of you herbivores…