I have been to town to run errands, brought back bizkits, and am on load two of laundry. Go Me! OYKW went back to bed after he et his bizkits (well it was seven-thirty and he was tahrd, poor thing) and I hear him stirrin’ around.
It’s really not unusual for people to move and keep their cell numbers these days. Why not, I say.
Good luck on sellin’ the stuff MOOOOOOM.
Sari here’s hopin’ the HFH and dawgs have gone to a place far, far away never to return. We can dream, can’t we? 
Cool.
I do feel for the seller, leasing my Mama’s house.
The meter box pulled off from the wall. I told the meter reader I would hire an electrician. He insisted that I just get someone to reattach it, but would not tell me why. Even though the guy who did it for me is a state employee and can do that stuff ar work, It has to be inspected by an electrical company that is “licensed”-friends with-the City. They look at it and say, “That looks good. Be $75.00” 
A fairing? He could paint a yard and sails on it. 
I don’t drink whiskey anymore, but last night, I was having such a bad time that I’d probably have been tempted to try just about anything.
Thanks. Haha, I remember when in the MMP we were writing a version of that song which involved a cat getting squashed by a tire or something. :eek:
I plan to go downtown today. I hope I can keep my cold under control.
That was me. 
Unfortunately Swampy I was mistaken. Their truck is back in the driveway. They had dog stuff packed up and it was gone this morning.
Bummer. I was looking forward to some peace and quiet. The little bitch has been back up to her bullshit like turning on the dishwasher when she sees me heading into the bathroom with my towel. Paybacks can be hell though, I used to be nice and wait for them to get out of the shower. Now if I have to pee I go to the downstairs bathroom and damn these water saving toilets, is it my fault if I have to flush 2 or 3 times?
Every time I back off the slightest bit she starts her shit again
**FCM ** I figure I’ll have Sah-son for a few more years. If he wanted to move out tomorrow I’d support his decision - as long as he comes home once a week or so to mow the lawn.
The problem with Sah-son is he is exceedingly shy and getting him out to do anything is hard. People who know me and people who knew his father cannot believe the two of us produced a shy kid. I don’t know what happened.
I couldn’t wait to get out when I was younger, I hated it here. Between my father (this is MY house and you will do as I say) and my sister (she was a nosy little thieving tattletale even back then) I couldn’t take it.
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Up and running. Breakfast is done, still caffeinating and working on a studio project for my niece. I’ll hit the farmer’s market in a bit, then do chores.
Emily, a little tea wit honey may soothe your throat some. Chamomile is always good.
Sari, if you know where the hot water valve to the bathroom is, much fun can be had. Some days full on, others 25%. With flushing, hopping in the shower will commence.
I hadn’t thought of that.
I think that valve is in the bathroom closet, I’ll have to check it out.
Thanks!
They both just left, however who knows for how long?
Of well, settlement is scheduled for Sept 19th, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I hope
Sari sounds like this one is movin’ right along!
doggio actually I believe it was me and “Engine Kitty.”
flytrap if that is indeed what MOOOOOOM means, a sail would be the jakest thing evah!
I made Reuben sammiches and oven fries for N.O.L. So much for a “no cook” weekend, but I wanted me a Reuben and some fries. 'Twas muchly good.
Still waitin’ on rain. ::Taps foot::
ETA: First on Six!
Nope, not much down page 2, silly bear.
Trying to get brain booted up for work today, which is going to be a zoo. Saturdays are busy enough, we’re dealing with back-to-school lately, then throw in a big sale. Must load up on Advil and tyrosine.
The Princess is getting a bit greedier lately about what constitutes “her share” of the bed. She lately seems to think she’s entitled to about 1/3 of a queen-size, which she claims from my leg space, which forces me to either curl up or have my legs in DH’s share of the bed.
**flytrap **- yeah, fairing - that’s the word I couldn’t think of. He’s already decided what will be painted on it. But it’ll be a while - lots of prep work to be done.
A guy came over this morning and bought all the fish/corals/live stock plus all the live rock. He paid us for most of it, and next week, he’ll pay the balance when he comes back to pick it up - he’s got to prep a tank for it first. Once he takes it all, we’ll have to clean the tank and the sump and the miscellaneous equipment and list it all for sale. The last step, after repairing the holes in the walls, will be to move the piano out of the green bedroom and in place of the aquarium. That won’t happen till I get back, I’m sure.
Still haven’t heard back from either guy who asked about the cupola. Mr. I’ll-Come-Get-It-ASAP never did respond to my emails. Barring someone else calling, I’ll contact the other guy and let him know he can come tomorrow evening or any time next week.
We ran some errands, including a trip to the credit union to deposit the cash money the guy gave us. We stopped at an Amish stand and I got me a little watermelon for a buck. Yum! It rained a wee bit on us, and it’s still mostly overcast and dreary. I wanna nap…
MOOOOOOM that’s a deal on the watermelon. The ones I get are hyuuuuuuuuuuge and three bucks. Speakin’ of which, one of my errands this mornin’ was by the farmer’s market to get a watermelon, cantaloupe (can’t find my ladder), and some 'maters. I wanted some corn but didn’t like what I saw. I’m a picky bear.
In other news, nappage has occured and rain is beginnin’. Hope the rain keeps up. A nice lazy day at da cave. OYKW is still in the midst of nappage. The man can sleep!
I just spent ten minutes lookin’ for my cellphone. In desperation, I called it from my house phone. My shirt pocket rang. :smack:
**swampy **- I got a little one because my spousal unit isn’t much of a fan and I didn’t want to have to heat a gigantic one. I can always go get another - I think this has been a bumper year for melons - they’re all super-cheap at the Amish markets.
MOOOOOOM one should never heat watermelon. 
Speakin’ of MOOOOOOM she is my muse! Over on facebook she inspired me to write THE definitive Gay Hymn.
To wit…
“From the halls of Neiman Marcus to the shores of Key West!
We will strive to be fabulous and always look our best.
First in the latest fashion trends, and in decor to lead the way.
We are always striving forward, to be the gayest of the gay!”
Brings tear to your eyes don’t it!
heat - eat - whatever.
Yeah, my eyes are all teared up.
I’ve been spending my evenings watching edumacational videos again. I found one about early bambilance duty that **Bobbio **might like. It contains hilarious accident footage. My favorite is the little girl who skips blithely into the kitchen, grabs a pot off the stove, and falls down with it. My second favorite is the little boy playing with matches who starts a fire and then slowly scoots away from it.
I’m surprised at the number of responses we’ve gotten for the cupola. Someone is coming over tonight to see it - it’d be great if it sold. We shall see.
Mac-n-cheese with peas for supper because I don’t feel like doing any real cooking.
