Aaaaaaah!
It has finally thawed enough for me to brave the back 40. I gingerly, and with my cane, walked back to the shed today and dragged out my papasan chair frame. This afternoon RT and I went and bought the cushions and now I’m relaxing. 
Happy pi day!
The dishes are washed, kitchen floor swept, bed stripped and made, groceries bought , laundry in the dryer and lunch et (courtesy of Ronald McDonald). I believe that nappage shall ensue so that there’s energy for the St. Pat’s celebration and brewfest tonight.
**Sticky **- I lurved my old papasan chair, but the recliner is almost as good, plus it’s not as hard to get out of it!
I just watched The Mask of Zorro and now I’ve got a big pot of crab legs on the stove to be steamed. Can’t wait - I’s stahvink!!!
It’s raining again, and it’s the kind of cold that just creeps into all of your joints. I’m thinking a mug of hot tea will go nicely.
Tacos have been ingested. OLÉ!
No more crab legs = full tummies!
One part of me wants ice cream, the other part is freezing and about to have a mug of hot tea. A hot brownie a la mode might be the answer - wonder if anyone delivers??
It’s been about 10 years since I put my chair in storage and I’ll admit I wasn’t so sure how well I’d be able to extricate myself from it. It’s going better than I thought. The only downside is the battle with the Bubster over the footstool. He’s laying in the middle of it with my legs on the sides and he keeps trying to nudge me off the edges.
We’re about to start making homemade pizza for dinner. Then we’re going off to a bar for karaoke. RT will be singing, not me, of course!
Eta: FCM, when we were out earlier we saw a place downtown called Insomnia Cookies. They deliver cookies until 3 a.m.!!
Home from irk (which wasn’t quite as irksome as customary), DH is now investigating worries about my phone battery’s charging behavior (or lack thereof). He did do the load of laundry I asked him to, which is nice, and he’s planning to hit LaborReady next week to see about some temporary irk of his own. We need the money, he needs the morale boost after a long period of unemployment.
Weekend (defined as from now to Tuesday 0630) plans include more laundry (irk clothes need washing), homework, and sleep.
'Tis time to go lie upon the bed to watch teevee and other stuff until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Tahred. Reclline, TV, then bed.
MWAH!
Old people.
:dubious:
Huh? Wha? Who’s making all that racket? I’m trying to sleep!
Probably one of those Southern people.
:rolleyes:
I worked all day, missed a bad game. Round Two tomorrow.
: quietly shoves Flytrap offa rosie’s lawn :
Yay for a working papasan chair, sticky
Midget, as long as you bought coffee. 
Happy Sunday!
It’s friggin’ dark outside and I have no idea what is expected today.
I’m up late because I got caught up in Sex Sent Me to the Slammer. I have no idea what happened to Sex Sent Me to the E.R., that was much more interesting. My favorite being the young couple who snuck off to the attic and what a pleasant surprise, they found a nice big fluffy pink blanket up there to lay on. I don’t know why that one made me laugh but it did.
Deciding if I should head for the armpit today or Moonday.
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 67 Amurrkin out and not foggy for once, with a predicted high of 81 and sunny for the day. Today’s plans include deheathenization Luterun style. I am Lector (readin’ not cannibal kind) for the nine o’clock service. Also, we shall head up to the nursin’ home in large and in charge Dawson, Jawja. JDD’s mom is gettin’ her 50 year service award from the DAR. That’s Daughters of the Amurrkin Revolution for those amongst us not familiar. Anywho, there will be a little service in the dinin’ hall at three this afternoon followed by cake and punch. I know she’ll be happy to see us there plus, cake and punch!
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Also, at some point purtification for Luterun deheathenization must commence.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Another night of weird, disjointed dreams with lots of waking episodes in between. I finally gave up around 6. Higgs has been tended to and I’m caffeinating. One thing I did accomplish last night - I loaded and ran the dishwasher, and **FCD **remembered to pop the door open so’s it could all dry. I’ll unload it a little later. For now, I’m just going to have my morning surf.
We’re promised a sunny day - yay! As soon as we have a full 10-day forecast with night temps all above freezing, I can move my spider plants back outside. Unfortunately, we go below freezing on Weds and Sat of the coming week, so it may be April till I get them out.
What else? Oh yeah, I need to stencil some Amish towels. I meant to do that a couple of weeks ago. When I stopped at the store yesterday, Deb asked me for more, so I need to get on it. That should fill my day. woohoo!
Happy Sunday!
I just realized it’s The Ides of March, also known as “Stab Your Boss Day” in Roman times.:eek:
**doggio **- are you the boss? Or are you worried about stabbing your boss? 
I’m not planning on stabbing anyone in my chain of command, And I’m pretty sure Hyperactive Squirrel Girl won’t stab me. Don’t know about the other one, though. 