My God, I can’t remember to take the meat of my own freezer to defrost for a meal, and you’re telling me to remind you, FCM?!
I’ve put it off long enough. Time to hit the treadmill.
Don’t break your hand…
I’m supposed to be working! 
(How am I doing?) 
Lying in bed with a touch of a UTI, watching my Big, Fat Greek Wedding and giggling on Facebook.
This explains many things on FB, Soapy. Did he comply?
I foraged my own sorbet, but he did come up and offer to get some. He’s busy arranging a play-date for our daughter for tomorrow. He gets a pass!
Hubby and kids adore pickles: I cannot stand them. I think they reek. Oh, well. 
Well, I guess he made it up to you then.
My husband is insisting I do what he tells me to do. I told him that he will do what I tell him to do. He’s not liking that. I will make him comply.
Did the subject just drift back to ------- BRAAAIINS…?
Sorry - it usually takes me a week to get out of zombie mode. 
I was watching that movie, too, until I decided to go do some work. Now I’m back to not working again. Even though there are 175 pieces of silverware waiting to be polished!!! Ugh.
lovely chorus dinner this evening. photos will be up at some point before I crash for the night
I took a couple of pictures yesterday, STG, but they didn’t turn out very well. I’ll try again tomorrow. I think the colors don’t photograph very well. I just looked online and found mixed results. This is the best pic I’ve found so far.
Shouldn’t you be working, Pie? :dubious:
I lied earlier. Didn’t garden at all because I was to tired. Took a nap and now I’m really awake.
I’m tripping over interesting videos right and left: flash mob at OSU’s new union building (it looks more like an ad to me, but still entertaining, also the building looks spectacular); NPR personalities spoof Lady Gaga. You may thank my twitter stream later.
Should try to get back to sleep, right? :o <----me, yawning.
GT (It’s my turn to abuse the smilies, I guess)
I did! I did! I did the initial polish on 25 pieces. I even looked up and identified this piece as the pattern ‘Diana’ from Alvin Silver, made in 1910.
I’m getting better at the editing thing
Yay for Firday! I voted in our general and local elections but so far I haven’t got the result I wanted. Our labour MP has been booted out but the replacement conservative guy doesn’t live anywhere near our constituency so can hardly be said to represent our interests.
Counting for the local elections doesn’t start until 1pm today so that result should be known by the time I get home, I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a better result there.
Other than that, nuthin’!
Taters, you can relax. My poke roast is in the crock pot as I write this. Actually, it’s less of a roast and more chunks of poke. I decided to remove some of the excess fat, and there was a lot. ick. But now it’s warming up with some garlic, assorted spices, cider vinegar, and a few glops of applesauce. Wonder what it’ll taste like? I kinda made up the seasonings as I went along…
It got chilly last night, and I got cold. **FCD **slept in the guest room because the idiot cat climbs on him and keeps him up. So I had the idiot cat, but he doesn’t generate the same heat as my sweetie. I ended up folding the bedspread over on itself and falling back to sleep. And before someone suggests it, locking the cat out is a waste of effort - he’ll continue to jump on the door handle in an attempt to open the door - it’s worse than having him walk on you…
So. Plans for the day are to do what I didn’t get to do yesterday. I’m going to rake in front of the house by the guest room windows - that garden is a wreck. There’s also an unauthorized tree trying to grow there - it has to be removed. And the hosta are getting out of control. It’s also where the new hose winder-upper thingy will go. Then I’ll mow the front yard and maybe, finally, disassemble the ratty attempt at a garden around the old well. The previous owners put about 3" of soil over concrete - that makes for a lousy flower bed, yanno? So I’m going to cut up the crappy metal border and remove all the dirt.
gt, that NPR spoof was a hoot. Plus I now know what some of them folks look like!
I may go back to bed and try to snooze a bit before attacking the yard. Maybe. We’ll see…
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
I thought it was really funny, too, FCM. Who knew Ari Shapiro wasn’t old enough to be bringing me news??? :dubious:
Poke roast sounds nummy, FCM.
Nice pics, rosie.
It’s Firday!!!
Hugs all.
GT
I realize that this is mostly a knee-jerk irrational reaction, but, I’m 35, mom, I don’t need to give you the rundown of my daily itinerary!! :dubious:
Getting ready to start on some more silverware. . . Soon. Um yeah, that’s it. . . Soon!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. Soonish I shall purtify, pack and head up to see my mommanem. Let’s see who knows what that means.
I will most likely be scarce the next couple of days even though mom now has high speed internet. So, y’all behave!