I think you have to be in ruby slippers and tap your heels together for this to work.
GT
Dang, I don’t have ruby slippers, will fuschia booty type slippers work?
Well I’m here to report that I received a box full of goodies today. 
Thank you Lissla!
I gots Smarties, which are (were) like M&Ms only the size and shape of peanut M&Ms.
We ate 'em all already.
Two kinds of Ritter Sport bars, dark chocolate and yogurt(?). The dark chocolate is very good, haven’t tried the yogurt one yet.
Some sugar mice, haven’t tried them yet either.
Coffee Crisp, good kinda chocolate covered Kit-Kat sorta bar with some coffee in it too, Wifey ate most of that.
And 3 Kinder Surprise eggs. Hollow chocolate eggs with a weird toy inside. We ate one. Chocolate is so-so. Toy was a strange rubber one-eyed snakey thing to wind around a pencil. Cute. We’re gonna wait for the #3Granddaughter to open the other 2.
I just want to point out to the rest of you that Lissla is sweet, beautiful, smart, and an all around extrordinary human being. And sexy as hell too!
No, I’m not biased. Not at all.
Gettin a package from Lissla is almost as good as gettin a new stang.
Almost.
gt, when I first heard your dumb joke, it was about a frog. Therefore only 4 legs. But it still cracked me up! So it’s all about the setup and not so much about the leg number. Ever notice how when you analyze something funny, it becomes less funny? Or maybe more, depending on your analysis… Never mind.
Yes, I’m posting way early because I’m not going to work today so I’m at home, with net access. Why am I posting while it’s still dark out, you ask? Because the idiot dog has to go out as soon as she hears me get up, and my bladder made me get up about 5:20. So the dog has been out and both critters have been fed and my sweetie is still sleeping. We took off today because he’s got a Dr appt for his shoulder (finally) and I decided to accompany him, then do my chores, like grocery shopping and maybe getting my brakes checked. Plus we’re going to stop on the way to get breakfast, so it’ll be like a Friday morning date. That’s way cooler than some ol’ stupid Mustang… 
Speaking of way stupid, (OK, bad transition… work with me here…) I got a glurgy email from my ex-bf. By way of history, he was my first bf a gajillion years ago (1973-ish) and he dumped me way back then, worked his way thru 3 marriages, had 5 kids, got religion, then found me via Classmates. We’ve been emailing and IMing for the last couple 3 years - nothing untoward - just cross-country conversations. ANYWAY, he sent me a glurgy email about elephants rescuing children after the tsunami or some such silliness. I barely read it, put a few words into Snopes’ search, and found it was tripe. So I sent him a link to Snopes. He wrote back to say he still chose to believe it was true. That’s the “way stupid” part. And it was yet another reason I’m glad he’s an ex. To think, I was in lurve with him way back then. Lucky for me, he went looking elsewhere. The best thing about him was his mom - she was a really neat lady - but she died some years ago, so there went the best of him.
Gee, I’m just a little snarky before 6AM eastern time, ya think? Happy Friday, all! I’ll miss ya’s at breakfast!
Hey, it doesn’t hurt to try!
Bumba, yogurt is my original favorite Ritter Sport variety. Now I like several other flavors (dark chocolate with marzipan and milk chocolate with hazelnuts are both WONNNNDERFUL), but yogurt still has a very special place in my heart…
FCM, aren’t you glad you grew up and got better taste? Old BF sounds like…hmmm…how to put it tactfully?..a REAL winner. Amazing how people can react with denial when confronted with facts.
Me, I woke up in a panic thinking that I only have about 10 days till book club and I haven’t even looked to see if my library has the book. (Don’t ask me, I panic about weird things sometimes.) So now I’ve checked. They have it. It’s checked in. I put a hold on it so that no one walks away with it before I get there this afternoon. And now I’m REALLY awake.
GT
I will say I’m glad I didn’t waste too much time and energy trying to get him back into my life. That’s one good thing about being in the Navy - I got transferred and he was literally, physically out of my life - by a couple thousand miles. I haven’t seen him in almost 30 years, although he and his wife and youngest son were supposed to visit us last summer, but they had to cut their vacation short and headed back to AZ. Oh well…
But yeah, I am most definitely a different person from all those years ago. So is he. And had we met today for the first time, I don’t think we’d have become friends due to the changes. But one never knows, does one?
I will post pics of the 'Stang as soon as I load up my digital cam software on new 'puter. I ain’t got that far yet. Last night, ACBG and I were lounging around on the bed watching tv when I sat upright and said, “Day-umn! I forgot to load some work stuff onto the 'puter!” I think I skeered him a little cause he jumped when I said it. So, I went and did it cause I was afraid I’d forget it and I am gonna need it. So, this weekend I’ll load up the digital cam, web cam, microphone and well, I think that’s all I haven’t done yet.
I lurve goin’ out for breakfast. I do that once a week with some friends. We go at around 6:30 AM (What? I’m an early bird) and eat breakfast, sit around and talk for about an hour. Nice way to start off a day.
FCM it could be a mid-life crisis thang. I dunno. I just really like the '05 'Stangs and just had to have a convertible one. I foresee a weekend beach trip in the near future. Maybe Daytona or St. Augie or Mexico Beach (that’s in Florduh for those not in the know). Or maybe I’ll drag ACBG over to see some friends in Mobile, AL. I gotta drive somewhere soon with the top down on the 'Stang. OOH! Sunglasses! I need me some cool sunglasses. Now I gotta go shopping for sunglasses. It’s always something, ain’t it?
While everybody’s waiting for your pics, swampy, I mosied over to www.ford.com and found your 'stang (minus the fancy bear face airbrushed on the hood, of course). Hmmm, on preview, looks like you have to click the convertible button.
Even though it’s still a tad nippy for a Daytona trip, I can tells ya there are some good deals in the hotels there up until Memorial Day. One of our clients owns several hotels there and the whole beach is suffering still from the hurricane rumors from last summer. So they are pitchin’ great rates to get the word out. BTW the beach IS still there.
Guess what! Mr. Anachi has gout. After paintin’ a couple weekends ago, his big toe started hurtin’ real bad. Doc said gout. Now let me say, Mr. Anachi isn’t really a big imbiber of fine wines, liquors, and rich foods. Fact is, it turns out gout has lots more to do with heredity than anything else. Since the in-laws have passed and he’s an only child, getting a family history is kinda tough, but we’ll have to deal. Guess we’ll both be eating even more healthy than we have been.
Happy Friday, everybody!
Tupug
Being sick is a pain in the neck. Literally, it gives me pains in the neck. I’m not sure if it’s just part of the body aches you get or if it’s specific to me, since I also get neck pains when I am not sick. Three episodes of whiplash in a lifetime seem to have that effect. Sometimes just turning my head to fast will set it off. Anyway, the past few times I’ve been sick I get neck pains. The last time the neck pains and headaches were so bad I couldn’t sleep and ended up going to a walk in clinic, which was almost a waste of time but they gave me a sample of Bextra which really helped with the pain so I could finally sleep. Then later the news comes out that Bextra may contribute to heart attacks. I just can’t win. I suppose it’s just the laying around more that makes my neck hurt, but then the neck pain gives me headaches and I can never been sure if my headaches are due to the cold/flu that I have or the neck pains. The boyfriend is coming over tonight so I plan on making him give me a neck rub.
I was wondering, why is this the MMP? Why isn’t it the SEEP, Saturday or Sunday Early Evening Post? Or the TAP, Tuesday or Thursday Afternoon Post? Or how about Friday Afternoon Post, FAP? I can just hear Rue now, “Sorry honey, I can’t do that right now, I have to FAP. Everyone’s waiting for me to get started. I have a good FAP planned, this FAP should run a long time.”
:dubious: Is it me? You thought the same thing, didn’t you?
Yes, but I just privately snerked to myself.
Ooh, Bumba, I hope this means my goodies are imminently approaching.
I went to the laundry room last night do warsh my clothes, and this couple was using ALL SIX MACHINES. Weeping Jesus, who does 6 loads at once! So laundry took me about an hour longer than it should have. MY KINGDOM FOR MY OWN WASHER/DRYER!
This means scout should have gotten her box, too. Post, scout, and reassure me that they didn’t lose it.
I told you KinderEgg chocolate is not great. Have you bravely opened the rose petal jam yet? The sugar mice are kind of weird. I got them because they were… well, kind of weird. I think they’re straight sugar. Yogurt RitterSport is my favourite. Except now Cocoa Almonds from TJ’s might be my favourite. They’re sitting right here, beside the computer. I’d better eat them all before Quasi-Daughter or Driving Husband does.
Oh, goodness. Maybe today. If they haven’t lost it.
I agree about having home laundry. If only we had space and/or money. Mostly space.
I need a new vehicle, too, but I’m 99.5% certain it won’t be a 'stang. Probably going to be anuther pickemup truck, or a Blazer equivalent. Maybe a station wagon; something I can haul shit in without having to move VunderWife’s scooter first.
I just got back from a cardiologist consult related to my proposed gastric bypass. I’ve gotten that clearance checked off; my EKG was normal, everything sounded fine, I had no symptoms of anything else being wrong in the ticker department. The doc was even impressed with my bicycle commuting and swimming abilities. Not bad for a fat man.
Swampy will be pleased to find out that my heart is not two sizes too small, either.
I didn’t have any senior citizen’s moments with him like I did last week. I kept getting automated reminder calls for an appointment last Friday, and I couldn’t figure out what was going on, because I knew the cardiologist was on Tax Day. An association like that gets made in my mind, and I don’t forget it. I might forget the name of the guy (key to this story, BTW). So I’m puzzled why I had an appoint ment on the 8th with Dr. Spellman, when I knew it was for the next week.
Rounded up some shorts and a t-shirt just in case they put my gelatinous mass on a treadmill, and off to work I went. I showed up at the cardiology practice a couple of minutes early, and 
, there’s no ‘Spellman’ on the door. I went inside and asked for a phonebook. Looked up ‘Spellman’ under the physicians listing, and saw he was my opthamologist :smack:
The good news out of that little fiasco is that when I’m about 6 months post-op with the bypass and my blood sugars stabilize, the optho will give me a Lasik referal 
Ya know the new and improved trimmed up 20/20 vision VunderBob should probably get a 'Stang or sump’n sporty to look good in, don’t ya think? Did you run around saying “HAH! Not only do I have a heart, it’s a good one!”, like I did? Cracked em all up at work! A sure fire winner that line is.
Puggy I attempted to show what my new wheels looked like yesterday using the Ford site but never could get the dang thing to gimme the dark metallic gray body and red leather interior combo, so I gave up. Stoopid site.
I’ve been tortur…err… testing somebody this morning. Now I have to put a big long report together, explaining in excruciating detail, the results. Envy me. Envy who gets to read the report even more. If I put my mind to it, I could get it done this afternoon. I should. I mean, I can work on it and screw around on the Dope all afternoon with my office door closed cause I’m real busy trying to get this report out.
Yeah. That’ll work. I close my door and 39 gazillion people just have to come in and talk to me right now! A matter of life and death! Pestilence, Fire, Famine and Other Ugly Stuff will ensue if we don’t talk to you RIGHT NOW!
Plus I will get 463 gazillion phone calls too.
Closing my office door causes the world to plunge into utter and complete chaos. Maybe I will close it after all. :eek:
If the sun goes out, it’s your fault, swampy.
That only happens if I leave the office for thirty minutes to get sump’n eat.
It’s the MMP because Rue said so. And after Cecil, he’s* da man*, and you don’t question da man. Well, I suppose you could question him, like if you need to know something or you’re just curious, but you don’t question as in challenge. You don’t challenge da man. So it’s MMP.
Glad I could clear that up for you.
Incidentally, my taxes are in the hands of the US Postal Service. So that’s good. But my sweetie is probably going to have to have shoulder surgery, and that’s not so good. He’s got to have an MRI and an EMG/NCV before the orthopedic guy does anything else. This is for a shoulder condition he got in the Navy over 20 years ago. I’ve been trying to get him to have something done about it for years. He chose to ignore my advice (it wasn’t nagging - it was good advice) but now he’s experiencing some numbness in his hand and weakness in the arm in general - all because of the shoulder.
First the kid, and now my sweetie. I hesitate to ask what’s next…
K so I have been off work for 3 days with some nasty crud that I appeared to have picked up from nowhere as not a single person her is sick at all it seems and I have spent the last hour catching up on the MMP. Stoopid phone keeps ringing and people keep coming into my office wanting stuff. I am going to head out for lunch and the district will fall apart that is what usually happens when I am on call. Which I am this week. Apart from last night as I was still sick. Even though I am not totally better apparently there is no one else who does anything around here so I have to
Anyways. Rue said hi to me :D.
Taters go to the doctors. I finally went yesterday after not eating for 3 days as I couldn’t swallow and they gave me these nice pills to help clear up the crud and the ear & chest infection and the kidney infection as well. Nice. Instead of lunch I am gonna go home and take a nap I think.
Tupug I don’t live anywhere near as fancy as Jackson - the most expensive place to live in Wyoming. I live in Rock Springs which even though it is the fourth largest city in Wyoming is basically the place you stop and get gas on the way to Jackson. I am also not a native. I am a refined English lady sent here to work for my company!
I haven’t talked to anyone in 3 days can you tell? Nap time I think. The first person to call my cell phone will be tortured as soon as I am better.