Since It Ain't Up Yet, Here's The MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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With any luck this will be the MMP. Who knows. Any number of mumpers may be doin’ this as I create this oh so insightful, creative and thought provokin’ OP.

Today we are promised more rain. Yesterday afternoon and evenin’ we had one and three quartes inches of rain accordin’ to da bear’s very unofficial rain guage stuck on the fence by the pool. Speakin’ of the pool, I got in it just a little bit on Sattidy after yahd irk. Still a bit cool for my likin’. This week we have cooler temps. Low to mid 80’s which is coolish for this time of year in south Jawja. Thus I predict a couple more weeks before the pool feels just right for da bear.

Of course, it’s Monday and irk starts all over again. One never knows what wonders and treasures that has in store. Woo and hoo.

So, here it is. Now I seek more caffiene and must feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence.

Happy Monday and Happy Hijackin’ Y’all!

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First!!!

I got nuthin.

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Seen yesterday on the street:

a “dangerous liaisons” T-shirt displaying a portrait of the Cookie Monster and Gingerbread Man.

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2nd! We got 4 inches of rain Saturday at the pig picking. There were ducks in the yard. Back to irk for me.

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I’m here, I’m up, I’m sorta functional… I hate when my sweetie travels - the house makes so many noises and I can’t count on Taz to protect me from any random burglar/rapist/home invader/serial killer/zombie hoard/Amway salesman. :eek: I had a terrible time falling asleep and I was embroiled in a confusing and disturbing dream when I was jerked away by what I thought was a rather loud radio announcer, altho that could have been part of the dream also. It sounded like it was outside the window, so it might have been the neighbor’s car radio. I don’t know. Still, I’m up. Sorta.

Today, I will finish planting the marigolds and I’ll get the last of that garden mulched. Then I’ll have to clean the front walk - apart from the weeds and sticks, which are easy to get up, it’s covered in dirt, which is less simple to deal with. I don’t feel like dragging the pressure washer out - I’ll just use hose pressure and try to get the worst of it up.

I also want to get my 'mater plants from the front to the back deck where they’ll get more sun, if we ever have sun again. And I’m going to attempt yet again to get 2 critter stains (courtesy of the late Scruffy) out of the dining room closet. This attempt will feature Oxyclean - we’ll see if Billy Mays will come back from the grave to clean for me.

Yep, an exciting day at FairyChatEstates. Rah. Happy Monday. Rah.

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Well, picking up the rental car today while we’re dealing with the car accident. :frowning:

Woman just ignored a stop sign and now here we are.

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**Soapy **- was she on the phone or texting or some similar stupidity, or was it your garden-variety-not-paying-attention stupidity?

I forgot to share yesterday that my spousal unit was almost in a bizarre accident. He was nearing the Washington Beltway when a truck ahead of him lost its sofa! :eek: Apparently, someone was moving a lot of furniture and didn’t think it was necessary to tie any of it down. Why bother - furniture is heavy, right?? :rolleyes: Anyway, **FCD **avoided the flying furniture without even getting our car scratched, but dang!!!

I’m hungry - where’s the Breakfast Fairy??

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Startling news here, we’re halfway through a bank holiday Monday and it’s not raining! It always rains on BHMs…I guess it’s just lulling us into a false sense of security.

I have no plans for today, I have a bunch of things I could do but no decisions apart from making more tea. I am not in the mood for garden stuff so perhaps I’ll watch telly, or read, or clear out my wardrobe, or something. At some point there will be half an hour on the Wii and then a bath and laundry. It’s my turn to make dinner tonight so I’ll need to decide what to do for that.

The alarm will be set half an hour early tomorrow, it’s the start of our exams at work so I want to be there early to get stuff sorted out and make sure everything’s ok.

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I’m such a rebel.

Saturday, I pulled a special event bambilance shift, where we babysat a parade in Navytown. Our station was at the library, and the driver pulled into the turn-around by the main door, blocking the whole thing. Then she and the crew chief disappeared for about 45 minutes while they reportedly went to look for the head mofo in charge.

Meanwhile, back at the box, library people were having a small herd of calves about the way the unit was parked. I finally had enough, and moved the truck roughly 40 feet to get to the curb and open up the turnaround. I’ve not been blessed to drive, so even touching thesteering wheel is a big no-no. :rolleyes:

After a while, the two coven members sauntered back, and had a conniption fit because I dared to get into the driver’s seat. Never mind that I moved it maybe 40 feet, and they were not anywhere to be found.

I had enough. “So suspend me. I. Don’t. Give. A. Shit.” :mad:

Rules are rules. There’s also good PR, and rules are made to be broken.

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:: pokes head thru door, sees party is well under way. Quickly scoots ::

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I want that shirt.

Breakfast is being consumed and I’m about to make A List of the chores I need to do today. There’s a few Craigslist ads I need to winnow through and I’ll respond to three to five of them. Keep appendages of various appropriate levels crossed.

Oh and Thursday is the day of The Big Corporate Inspection. Well, The Inspector is coming Wednesday night, but I’ll have to put up with it Thursday. Joys. :rolleyes:

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I cannot decide which is more excitatin’, waitin’ for stuff to finish printin’ or watchin’ paint dry. Well there is the fact that I get to sign all the stuff that’s printin’. Irk is just fascinatin’ sometimes ain’t it. :smiley:

Spaz appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed. I assume we’re hopin’ for the one least likely to be an ax murderer.

Soapy and MOOOOOOM yikes! I had to swerve around a lampshade in the middle of what passes for an expressway here yesterday after deheathenization. About a mile later I saw a truck loaded with furniture that I just know is the culprit.

Yay! Printin’ is done!

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I wanted to go see The Avengers.

It’s on in the local theater.

I leave work at 5pm.

Show hours are 4pm and 9pm… bleargh!

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I fox 4ed a turkey Friday.

Last I saw of him was his rear getting whipped by the radio antenna as he was in emergency climb…

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At long last, my front garden is done. I put the last dozen marigolds in and mulched that which had not yet been mulched. I also Miracle-Gro’d the last of the plantings (the others got it as they were planted) and I’ve got the sprinkler going to give it a good soaking. With the new well, the one sprinkler has enough oomph to span the entire garden plus the flower boxes on the porch - YAY! We may get rain tomorrow, but I don’t trust the weather guys these days.

I also scrubbed the shower, then scrubbed myself in the shower. After my break, I’ll pull out the vacuum cleaner and give the carpets a good going-over before breaking out the shampooer to attack the various hork spots. Today should be a good drying day.

This afternoon, I need to go to CVS to get some drugs for my sweetie (we really should look into prescriptions by mail) and I’m going to look for some half-pint Ball jars. My mom bought a batch of pint jars, and I found last year that half-pints work much better. You don’t feel like you have to rush to eat it all, plus if you want to share, it’s a good size to give away.

BBBobbio, according to the local forums, the VFD/Rescue squad serving my little slice of paradise has a bad rep for letting others take calls so they can slack off - have you heard such tales? Just a little morbid curiosity on my part…

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My weekend was too full and now I need a weekend to recover from the weekend. Alas, I am here at work like a good little minion.

Soapy, I’m sorry about the car boo-boo, but am glad none of you were hurt.

Saturday we drove across the state and back; more than six hundred miles round trip, to pick up my son.

We left around 8:00 am and were home by around 7:00 pm. We were TIRED. While we were gone, my daughter and her sweetie came down to dog sit and hang out at the house. While they were there, they decided to do some work around the house. The cleaned off my counters (I hadn’t had a chance), vaccuumed the downstairs and couple of other things.

To thank the kids for coming to keep an eye on the dogs, and doing work around my house (we didn’t ask, they just did it), we took them to breakfast yesterday.

Yesterday consisted of getting up, showering, taking the kids to breakfast, stopping at the butcher store, dropping the kids back off at our house, going down to Lowes and picking up some things we needed, and coming back home to weed for several hours. The lawn was also mowed. After weeding, we grilled steaks for everyone.

And, yet once again, someone told me I looked like Sarah Palin. :rolleyes: When will I ever escape this yutz? We were at the butcher shop, and the butcher kept staring at me. He always does this, I just ignore it. I’ve been going there for years. Finally, he walked up to me and said, “Do you know you look just like Sarah Palin? I honestly thought she had walked into my store!” My kids and husband started snerking and then just busted up laughing. I could feel myself blushing (I don’t know why), but I responded and told him that I get that a lot.

Anyway, this was my face first. I’m older than her.

Well, I must plow into my work. I’ve already done some things, but I’m waiting on someone to finish some things that impact what I need to do. Unfortunately, she’s slow.

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Taters, sounds like you need to have some fun with this. “Yeah, she’s my twin sister, and she refuses to acknowledge me since… that weekend in Cancun…” then get a far-away yet disturbed look and start to cry silently.

Or go “Who?” and look all perplexed. :confused:

Or learn to projectile vomit on demand… :eek:

Feel free to use any of my ideas! :smiley:

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Bwahahaha! I love the number one idea! I may just use it, FCM! :smiley:

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Wait, what’s so dangerous about this…?

  • Does this mean that our childhood dreams are shattered and Cookie Monster is a chick?
  • Or does it mean that they are (gasp! :eek:**) a Same-sex couple…?

:confused:

:wink:

Isn’t that always how it happens…? :frowning:
I’ve been involved in 4 road events that required exchanging details and involving insurance in 30 years of driving. Other than the very first case (hey, I was 18…), MAYBE one of these cases MIGHT have been 25% my fault. It sucks when you drive carefully and well and still get hammered :mad:

All politics aside, she is (or at least used to be) a rather good-looking woman… So, how you doin’? :wink:

It’s only Monday evening and I need a weekend… :rolleyes:

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Lunch, I don’t think the idea of theCookie Monster eating the Gingerbread Man has anything to do with oral sex.

Mooooooom, we take a lot of calls for the guys that cover your marina. They have a dubious reputation.