Mooom, my new fridge is a bottom mount with single door up top. Stainless. Whirlpool. Fridges come in black, white or stainless, although bisque/almond is coming back but I couldn’t wait. Give it 5 years and bisque will be the in thing. I love my fridge but I’m not that impressed with the layout of the freezer. It has dividers that cannot be moved and the configuration isn’t what I want. Plus the sides of the baskets slope in so the baskets are not perfect rectangles, so you can’t get as much stuff in. But I do me a giant fridge up top. I do not like the French doors. too big.
Last night I dreamt I was in bed with Cary Grant. I did NOT want to wake up! And yes, he was alive in the dream…
The wall switch in the bedroom does not control an overhead light, but an outlet in the wall. The outlet has a lamp & the TV plugged into in. When I went up to bed, I flipped the switch up, so the TV came on again. Apparently it’s a Celebrity Bowling marathon. This episode has Scatman Crothers, Alex Trebek, & two other guys. Wikipedia says the show was on from 1971-'78, so you can imagine the big curly hair & pornstache that Alex had based upon the fashion of the times. He was also wearing a t-shirt that had iron-on letters on the back, in two colors.
Alex Trebek
What the heck
WTH, indeed!
I did see that the prize for > 150 was a stereo, complete with a record player & an 8-track player. After they’re done with this series, the next one is Abbott & Costello, but I didn’t stay up to watch as I wasn’t sure how many more episodes of bowling would occur first.
Then apparently, Elvis, like Generalissimo Franco is still dead!
Swampy & Flytrap are “down South”. Just sayin’
Speaking of which, Flytrap, I got "Bless your heart"ed on Sat - in the good way, so, “Thbhtbhtbhhtbbtbhbhtbtt”!
If only our fridge would last that long. It’s 10 years old already, and they just don’t make 'em like they used to! I am disappointed in your comments about the freezer - I freeze a lot of stuff, plus I buy frozen rather than canned veggies, so I need the space. I shall have to be careful when I shop.
Back from grocerying. I remembered the root beer, which was the main reason for the trip. I picked up a few other things, but not much. Tomorrow, Food Lion will put out a new sales circular - I’ll check it out and see if there’s anything I can’t live with.
I am bummed that they no longer seem to carry the frozen tuna steaks. I think we ate our last 2 last night, alas.
Just pulled a poke roast out of the freezer to thaw - I’ll rotiss it tonight. That takes care of “what shall we have for supper?”
Only four people on the dreaded list this mornin’ and they all did what I told 'em to do so everybody who should get paid will get paid on Firday. This is indeed shrine worthy.
In other news 'tis overcast but warm out and my sinuses are still all blurfy.
Up and in doing-stuff mode. The Sportie isn’t quite together yet (been too cold to work in an unheated garage) so I may just have to see if Bessie will fire over or if I need to hook the battery up. Usually I try to leave her parked until April 15th but we got rain predicted (to wash away the rock salt dust) and I’m jonesing a little with this sudden warm snap.
If there is indeed a God, why did He/She/It decide to make life as frustrating as possible?
I think employment centres make their fucking phone menus horrendously difficult to navigate on purpose, so that us poor unemployed people will just give up in frustration, like I did this morning.
And then, after that, I tried repeatedly, and failed, to use my phone that I can’t figure out.
I just can’t take any more frustration this morning.
Is it wrong to want to drink at 10:45 AM?
It’s cloudy and cool, 37 degrees, supposed to get up to 51.
We haz back yard.
Most of the snow ice is gone, leaving a mud pit in it’s place.
Now I know why I felt so blah yesterday, today I have a cold.
I am not happy about it because I should not have a cold. People who have sick kids should leave their kids home instead of taking them out to infect other people.
No matter, I’ll start chipping away at my list of things to do.
Doggio and Midget It’s tough being shy.
It doesn’t hep my son any either when my mother says stuff like…
We walk in the door and the first words out of my mother’s mouth are when is Sah-son going to get a haircut?
I say he doesn’t want to get his haircut, when he wants to he will.
mom - Well! You’re his mother, make him get a haircut, he looks awful.
me - Yes, I am his mother and he is 19 and if he doesn’t want a haircut he doesn’t have to get one.
mom - Don’t you think his hair looks awful.
me- I think his hair looks fine, I don’t care if he grows it to his toes, it’s his hair and as long as nothing is living in it he can do as he wants with it.
mom - Well! No wonder he never wants to go anywhere! He’s got to be ashamed of how he looks!
:smack:
But hey, it’s all my fault he’s shy because I didn’t make him go to church.
They ALL have non-rectangular bottoms. That is where they hide the compressor. You might want to look at getting a chest freezer too, if you use the freezer a lot.
As a friend of mine used to say “Nowhere in the rule book does it say Civil Service has to be civil”. My experiences with unemployment have tended to prove that thought.
**sari **- I don’t know what it is with mothers of that era and hair. All thru high school, I got to hear about how awful mine looked if I didn’t put it up in curlers every night. If you recall, in the 60s, the cool girls wore their hair straight, long, and parted in the middle. Boy did I get grief when I tried that. Granted, it was probably the least flattering style I could have worn, but still, so much drama.
And now my mom has my goofy youngest sister’s hair to fret over. Said sister will be 50 in May, and she’s a grandmother, so I think she qualifies as an adult. She also like to do colorful things with her hair - it’s been fire engine red, golden arches yellow, hot pink, lime green, multi-colored, and now it’s dark blue with yellow stripes. It drives my mother nuts. You’d think she’d just chill and be thankful her daughter is just a goofy bartender and not a crack whore.
It’s hair. It’ll eventually grow out. Its length, style, color, or configuration is just temporary and in the grand scheme of things, who cares? Just keep it out of my food, OK??
Also, I wish I knew how my own cell phone worked. It’s not possible for me to access my missed calls. (Or it is, but I can’t fucking figure it out.) And if I’m looking for work, I have to use my own cell phone number instead of the family phone number, so potential employers don’t know I’m a too-old good-for-nothing bum who still lives with her family like a fucking loser.
doggio, we bowl every other Wednesday. Come join us.
MooomIf you get a fridge that opens left, you’ll be going around the door every time you want to get out the makings for supper instead of pulling things out and setting them directly on the counter. Whoever configured the kitchen in my apartment made that error.
wabbit, when I moved from the midwest to the midsouth, I, too, had a blissful couple of years without outdoor allergies. Then my body decided it didn’t like cedar and other local pollen.
Emily, it’s not wrong to want a drink any time of day. However, whether you actually have one may or may not be. I hope your job situation improves soon.
Rain, rain go away. Looks like we’ll have liquid falling from the sky for the rest of the week. I want my second ride of the season.
Midget my cell beeps, chirps, dings, and I swear it did this once, burps at me. Really it sounded just like a burp once. It be weird.
MOOOOOOM have no fear. Irk somehow always manages to make sure I get my RDA of aggravation. Right now I am tryin’ to finagle people into bein’ where I want them to be on Thursday so’s I can make a pretty much day long swing through the north forty that day. Trust me that is all aggravation. It is ever so much more easy when people just do what I want them to do. Why, oh why, can’t I make 'em understand that. Woe!
So true** FCM** Midget if I could sit down next to you I’d help you. I may have no idea how to program a VCR (do people even have those anymore) or how to change the time on the various appliances in the house, but I’m pretty good with cell phones.
A nice cell phone is my one weakness and my only indulgence.
**Red **- there’s a counter just opposite the fridge where I typically pile things I unload from the fridge, so really, a left-opening door isn’t a big deal. Right now, the freezer door opens to the left anyway, so I deal with the issue regularly. If I knew then what I know now, I’d have laid out the kitchen in a smarter configuration. Oh well…
