**FCD **wanted to go to Bert’s for breakfast. I’d only had a half PB&J, so I got french toast and he got the mega-breakfast. We’re home now. Off to the studio with me. 
Up and caffeinated. Off to work in a bit.
I actually slept later than I usually can on my days off. I didn’t wake up until almost 6:30 AM. For me that’s almost mid morning, considering I must be at work, on work days, no later than 5:45 AM.
Blurf. Maybe I’ll go out for breakfast today, before I go to church.
“Serious insomnia” is right. Last night I was tired. I went to bed at 11 - and stayed up coughing until at least 2 AM.
This cold fucking sucks and I wish it would go away. It’d be bearable except for the late-night coughing.
Howdy Y’all! Home from Luterun style deheathenization. As I was leavin’ the church house, OYKW was pullin’ in the parkin’ lot. He decided to deheathenate with the Whiskypalians. He’s comin’ back to da cave to get sump’n to eat afterwards. I told him I might be asleep when he gets here. I has a sinusy headache and foresee a couple of Benadryls[sup]TM[/sup] and nappage in the near future as that’s what helps the most. ‘Tis also all gloomy out so I’m hopin’ for rain soon.
And that’s the news from swampland.
Less than glorious success in my studio - a large planter I’d assembled didn’t fit the way it was supposed to, and the saucer beneath it broke into 2 large pieces, so I just smashed it all, dumped it in a pan, and added water. When it’s clay again, I’ll try again.
But I did cut out and shape 6 penguin spoon rests, so there’s that.
**FCD **just left to do a crab monitoring. The first guy that he hoped to get came in way earlier than he’d originally said, so he had to go to the next person down. I’ll be covering for him next week - we’ll see if I have any more luck.
Meanwhile, I think I may assume the knit position. Or nap. Either way.
Had nappage and et a sammich. OYKW has headed to his place to do laundry. We may meet up later dependin’ on if’n I feel like gettin’ out. Sinuses still buggin’ me but not as much right now. Also, rain is allegedly comin’ in.
Will he loan you the bat?
I thought by hiding out in my room longer than usual I’d avoid the Sunday morning arguments my mother and I have been having.
Nope, it went from a Sunday morning argument to a Sunday afternoon argument.
I skipped the party. I logged into irk expecting to be off by noon and I had a call run past 12:30. Then there was no hot water/water pressure because my mother is doing laundry.
Forty more days, closing is supposed to be Sept 19, that is 40 more days.
Let the countdown begin, of course I won’t be out that quickly but if I need to leave here for a bit I have somewhere to go.
I’m tempted to start buying furniture but it’s too soon. Even if nothing goes wrong where the hell would I put it, the HFH have the house looking like hoarders live here and they are still buying more. I cannot understand why people would buy stuff for a house they don’t own yet, whatever money they save by buying it on sale is going to be spent moving it. I’m waiting until I get the house and then have everything delivered there. The less I have to move the better.
It’s been an irritating day anyway what with the dog across the street barking all morning, static on the phone lines, and Sah-dog not feeling well. I don’t know what’s up with him, up and down, in and out, restless, back and forth, dragging his bed all over the place. Poor old man, now he’s snoring away. I need to get him some benedryl.
Oh well, back to irk.
We have not had the first drop of rain. :dubious: 60 percent chance and nary a drop. Still the forecast says it will rain. We shall see. Maybe it’s headed this way. Ye Olde Hometowne is gettin’ rain.
I want my rain dagnabbit!
Not this way, I hope.
Trying to catch up from all of my high flying activities this weekend.
I’m chowing down on half a watermelon. The melon is the size of a smallish bowling bowl, so it’s not like I’m being a total pig about it. It’s very tasty - I may go get another in a couple of days.
I’ve been doing an NCIS-a-thon while knitting. We ordered pizza, which was yum. Now FCD is watching Kojak, but I can only take so much of the horrible writing and acting.
doggio, if you get to Nashville for a pub crawl before watermelon season is done, I’ll spike one for you.
swampy, is Luteran style anything like Gangnam style? 
I got up and congregated with the heathens this morning. Even filled in hearding the wee ones. We gathered for lunch at the Mellow Mushroom before I headed home. Finished up the studio project, talked to my dad and fixed supper. Now all’s left is the clean-up.
As my mom would say, you’re getting 40 percented on.
Back to knittage. MWAH!
Worked. I swear the local churches are spiking the grape juice/wine/Blood of Christ with Stupid Pills. At least it’s only every 3rd week. 
August 2015. and with the Peeps, everything is spiked.
FCM, let me know if you make any non-Penguin spoon rests. Since all proceeds go to a good cause.
Midget, you might wanna go to the doc.