What about fish eggs?
While we’re at it, Spats, what do you call a fish with no eyes?
A fsh.
Good evening kids! I was up early this morning for the truck, that went fine. Get home and took the dog out. The heat kinda got to me, so I took a nap. A slightly more than 3 hour nap. Anyway, pasta and garden salad for dinner tonight.
Rosie, sorry about the back. Wanna borrow my heating pad?
taxi I got to glimpse some af the behind the scenes madness at a cousin’s wedding. I wouldn’t put my worst enemy through that.
Great news gotti! Are you glad the finance company hired Lional Hutz?
Drae how about ninja pirates? Huh? Huh?
Bobbio, that’s more or less how I ended up with the cat.
I’m baaaaaack!!!
And dancin’!
I finished my state reimbursement claim. This, for the non-bus folk amongst you, is a report that public school districts in Illi-noise do each year. In it, we detail all our 'claimable" and in fact, non-reimbursable expenses, mileage run (by category: regular education, special ed, field trips, athletic trips, etc…), number of student days transported, blah, blah and blah.
Basically it’s gathering my budget GL, my mileage records, payroll, student listing and spend way too many hours putting this all first into an Excel sheet (sorry mika, had my own issues there today), which allocated expenses NOT by how you spent them, but by how many miles you ran in each category.
Confused yet?
Tomrrow the finance guy will review it for me, I’ll double check that the numbers on the Excel sheet match the ones I put in the on-line claim system, hit the “submit” button and wait for the state to agree that they owe us about $4.8 million this year.
Then wait another 18 months for the auditor to come and ask me for the box-o-records that I used to do all this, which I will make sure is meticulously kept in a soundproof/moistureproof, dark space. I will hand him the box, and 4 days later he’ll tell me everything I did wrong. Which this year, for the claim I did 2 years ago, was so little it was almost laughable.
It’s my biggest single pain in the butt of the year, and the most important all at once. If I don’t do it, we got no money from the state.
I still have tons to do, but that’s like a load off my shoulders.
I go dance now…
I finished two gift scarves for co-worker birthdays. The co-worker I gave the second scarf to loved it. She can’t wait to take it to Europe to show off to her knitting relatives. Since I’m leaving, I’m giving everyone their Winter Holiday presents early. I have two more scarves to make, these will be silk and cashmere, for the women who literally saved my life last summer. This is my present to me. That’s Keisha in the lower left hand corner.
I read a book last night that made me think of Spats. It was very sweet but it ended up being a shaggy dog story. It was about breast cancer survivors who end up being breast friends. Groan.
I finally admitted that those 20 pounds from last summer aren’t going away real soon, so I went shopping last night and bought clothes that actually fit. I’ve gotten lots of compliments today and I love the way I feel in clothes that fit. I still can’t believe that I’m 100 pounds heavier than I was in high school, as of today in the doctor’s office. That’s an average of 7 pounds a year! :eek: But the dietician says I’m making progress and little changes add up to big changes, so maybe those 20 pounds will be gone by next summer and I’ll be healthier and in better shape. Being able to breathe makes it so much easier to exercise, even just running up and down the stairs at work.
I will from now on.
I have concluded my investigation and the results are satisfactory. It only took eight minutes to walk from the bus stop to the business. It may take slightly longer in cases of snow or rain, but not long enough to be a big problem. So my resume has been sent to that company at last.
::crosses various appendages::
Bobbio - funny fish joke!
Thank you everyone, my back is better - not great, but better.
Camels:
An actual picture, taken by the actual Bus Kid at the Actual Brookfield Zoo, on Sunday.
Actually.
Count the camels, now count the feet. Now find the second camel’s head.
I couldn’t think of a more understanding audience for that picture.
“Camel” is nursing. Other, not mentioned “camel” is laying down on the job.
Folks–I have been without Internet for 4 DAYS! Agh! And Comcast guy is still coming out tomorrow, I guess. I dunno why we crashed and I dunno why we’re back up…spooky.
I didn’t read the first 3 pages.
Sue me. 
I am home from work and freshly showered and off to bed soon. I resigned my chairmanship of a certain council at work today–so that I can do grad school, but also so that I can help out with my FIL, if need be. He has started his chemo. Would that it had been the whole job I resigned from…103 shifts to go…
sending positive vibes to rigs’ FIL
BTW–I love Dancing Guy as well–I saw that awhile back, but still love it.
too tired to jig tonoc, off to sleep…
Okay, I confess, I do believe that I mumbled something about writing this week’s MMP, but with the sky falling in on my head and having to move all the furniture, I flaked. I offer to do next week’s MMP, if y’all still want me to. ::hanging head and proffering chocolate to all::
We grilled again yesterday, hot dogs, with N.O.T. salad, baked beans, again with the raw veggies, but it was too dang hot on the deck, so I grilled, ate, and came back inside and sat in front of the fan, all the doors and windows were open, and I could breathe again.
Sometimes the aurora borealis dances for us in the summer, and night before last was one of those nights. Being as I was alone I wasn’t certain, the sky looked flickery, but I attributed it to the mosquito repelling candles. I spoke with several people today who had noticed it too. Generally the lights are better in the winter though, bigger with more color, and you can see them longer. I know that science proves otherwise, but sometimes I swear I can hear them sing.
Yeah VB I noticed that Spats turned poor WV into a VW!!! I am thinking she’s more Shenandoah River than sauerkraut, but by the time we’re all done she’ll probably be a V8 and we won’t know if she’s juice or an engine! Anyway, welcome VW/WV, this is truly a Band of Merry Pranksters!
Cool video of the dancing guy mika, he was even in Seattle, my home town!
VB Sylvester looks a lot like our Jack, one of the new kitties. And if he was a Cat On A Hot Tin Roof, he was looking like a very cool cat indeed!
rosie you have all my empathy. One of my major disabilities is a really messed up back. After three days out on the deck grilling and gardening, today I left the bed and heating pad just long enough to take a very quick shower. I sure hope that you’re feeling better, when my back hurts I get grumpy pretty quickly, so I hide out and alternate reading and napping.
It’s called desensitization. For myself it was the bottoms of my feet, and I have some family members who are rather sadistic, and would tickle my feet until I cried and pee’d my pants. So as a young child I taught myself to just. not. feel. it. Now, my feet are not ticklish at all. My husband is also extremely ticklish, but I have taught him to lie still while I lightly run my fingers up his side to his arm pit. I would suggest beginning with a strong massage, working your way to the light touch. Only with someone you trust though, because a mis-timed tickle is not a funny thing.
Telperien you remind me of one of my daughters. If it helps, she ended up with a full time job at a company that bought her temp contract in order for her to be their employee, with all the benefits. She is moving into an apartment with two young women she has known for years, (actually they are both a couple of her sister’s best friends, so there will be an issue, but it helps her finally feel accepted by the older girls,) and even though I miss her terribly and worry about her, I know that she will never move back to the island and I try not to guilt her about it. If I have mis-read your situation I apologise, but I wish you the best of luck in your new place of employment.
Not much exciting happening, my back is achy so I am ensconced in my very comfy bed with lots of pillows and the heating pad. The Son is spending the night at a friend’s, so it is just #3 daught and I home tonight, we are gonna have a Girl’s Night and watch a movie or two and eat ice cream. #2 daught called me earlier to tell me that she was going to call me tonight and to be prepared for a chat. Kinda boring. Sometimes boring is good.
HAR! I like that joke. It just needs something … a bicycle! 
Anyway, I have been known to eat at least one form of caviar - taramosalata. But it’s been over a year and I don’t plan on getting back to it.
dog, ninjas and pirates are sworn enemies. You can’t have a ninja pirate, it’s against the rules.
Mornin’ y’all!
Spats, you know I’m not one to express my opinions, but since you ask for my take on billing and you are young and need to learn grasshopper, I will give you my opinion. I hate billing.
Looks like it could be a stormy day here in swampland. Plus, it’s full moon so that ought to make things real exciting today. :rolleyes: That thunderboomer last night was a doozy! Real jake lightning strikes! I lurves me a thunderboomer!
What did the fish say when it swam into a concrete wall?
Dam.
Mr. Lissar has told the small medium at large joke to at least six people, Spats. Discouragement does nothing.
Work and then maybe dance class. I’m thinking about it. Work wll be leisurely strolling around looking for books to return, and then not so leisurely hoiking boxes around. Oh, well. I must remember to put the a/c on before I leave.
Well, I must confess I tell corny jokes to my SO all the time, too. I try to save up one per night. I’ll even try to give you guys some.
Spats, thanks for telling me. I couldn’t remember. So…can I play devil’s advocate and ask you if you don’t care about the itsy bitsy chickie-poos in eggs? 
Bobbio, I really like the latest one.
Ninjas and pirates are not sworn enemies. I think they’d work together, both of them being of a less-than-stellar character, although Ninjas generally hire out and pirates are generally free-lance. Ninjas and samurai, on the other hand; sworn enemies. (I love feudal Nippon.)
Generally I have even less respect for ninjas then pirates, though. Pirates can be privateers and nominally work for the side of good. Ninjas - always ruthless.
Kaiwik, I didn’t know that about the MMP! That’s OK, next week is cool. Hope your ceiling is all better.
I’ve tried the desensitization route lots of times. I will try a more regimented…er, regimen. Drives me crazy.
MBG, thanks for the pics.
rigs, sorry about your comcast. but good luck with your FIL.
Everybody else, good morning!
Ok, now for some silly jokes. 7 is my personal favorite.
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Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn’t much, but the reception was excellent.
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A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, “I’ll serve
you, but don’t start anything.” -
Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.
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A dyslexic man walks into a bra.
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A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and
says: “A beer please, and one for the road.” -
Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other: “Does
this taste funny to you?” -
Two cows are standing next to each other in a field. Daisy says
to Dolly, “I was artificially inseminated this morning.” “I don’t
believe you,” says Dolly. “It’s true, no bull!” exclaims Daisy. -
Deja Moo: The feeling that you’ve heard this bull before.
Okay, that one cracked me up.
Just a quick drive-by to say hi all. I gotta go hunt down birthday cards, pick up a birthday cake, photoshop seven images and then e-mail them to an AE, set up a conference room for a meeting and then figure out seventeen lunches and put the appropriate names to them, then go to the meeting. I am le tired already. 
Tupug