My daughter’s boyfriend is 23, mmouse. He’s a responsible young man who’s never had a ticket or been in an accident. I trust him and appreciate the fact that he’s willing to do something like this.
By the way, all of you stop with your productivity! You’re making me feel extremely guilty!
Damn, I sure wish my lower back would stop aching. It feels bruised and sore.
Yawn, howdy… We zonked out at nine last night, just too sleepy to manage. I got up at eight and I’m a little slept out. Having coffee, contemplating a chunk o’cake (which turned out perfect–the cake part is a slim matrix to support all the apples and blueberries, just as it should be!) It’s raining a bit, had to get up at five to let cat out and make sure the car windows were closed. Not sure what the day holds, but laundry would probably be good, already did most of the housework on Friday.
Still feeling loose and floppy from hot spring, niiiiiice…
Hugs to everybody, have a nice Sunday!
Yay for Nat sleeping!!! Although, yes, the recent crankiness does sound like impending teeth.
I’m in from working some in the garden, am tired from not quite enough sleep, so I’ma take a nap, then continue with the painting. And then maybe clean out the fridge and go get groceries. And then laundry. Sounds like a plan, no?
Off to sleepy-bye…
GT
Howdy, all. I tossed and turned horribly most of the night, then finally fell asleep about 6:00. Got at least a few hours, but I feel utterly and totally useless today. All you energetic and productive people? Can bite me! :rolleyes: 
Anyway, I will try reading for comprehension later. Right now I just want to try to get the ol’ brain fired up to the point where it functions.
Blurf.
Went out to see the new Batman movie last night (finally), but as a result didn’t get home until 2am. Which then translated to sleeping until 11am. Which meant that breakfast didn’t get et until 12:30pm. Urk.
Am now contemplating putting some clothes on. Suppose I should do that before my coworker drops by to pick me up at 2pm for another coworker’s girls’ garden party thingumabob… somehow I get the feeling that my robe wouldn’t be considered appropriate apparel for the occasion.
Have you looked at Ferber, LiLi? I can’t recall. It worked for all 3 of mine (ok, I didn’t know about him for my first, so it worked for my last 2).
IMO, depending on the robe, it may well be appropriate attire. 
I am back from the grocery store–where I spent a lot of money, but pork chops and chicken breasts were buy one pkg, get one free. I ran into a newish friend of mine. Turns out her family business (which she quit her librarian job to go run after her dad got sick or retired-not sure on details) has gone belly up. She is filing Chapter 7. 
She inherited the business in the red and struggled for 10 years to make it pay. She’s doing well, ATC. I’d be a gibbering idiot. She says she did cry when she came home from a very stressful day recently to find a puddle of water on the kitchen floor and her fridge dead. Last straw and all that. I feel bad for her. There is not one person I know who is not feeling a pinch/bite/death grip.
Me no likey this economy. Thank god I work in a field where I will always have work. Ironic, eh? I’m over here living the Alanis Morrisette life…
So much for being a librarian–I need to up my hours at work. I talked to my boss and my boss’ boss about this and they are ok with it. So, after this week, I should be adding another full day. It’s not much, but for now, I’ll take it. I will also being doing more days when coworkers go on vaca–so I’ll be up to 4 days/week. That should make a difference.
Ok, so enough angst and worry. I still have to finish the basement, but I’m putting it off. I splurged on this week’s People–I always buy the Oscar issue and the Best/Worst Dressed one. I think I’ll meander through that for a bit.
My daughter and her boyfriend have taken off for driving lessons. Be still my beating heart. I hope it goes well.
I need to get my butt in gear and get cleaned up and ready to go work out, I guess. I’m not feelin’ it, ya know. However, I know I’ll feel good about it after the work out, so there’s that, I guess. Man, that was a long sentence.
Today is the perfect “curl up with a good book” day. I wish I could do that. That just sounds heavenly.
I guess I should get a move on.
Hey! Show a little respect to your elders, you whippersnapper!! 
Painting is done, sorta. I need to do a second coat of brown on one wall, then I need to check the entire blue room and make sure it’s covered completely. **FCD **came up with a kinda neat detail that the kids decided to incorporate - you’ll see it in the pics… later…
It’s lunchbreak time.
GilaMonster’s stepson is getting married today. Due to a miscommunication and air-headedness on the part of the bride-to-be I didn’t know that I was invited until Thursday. So, TVMan has been wrangled into attending with me and we will be leaving TVLand in about an hour with him dressed for the occasion so that we can go to my house and I can get dressed for the occasion. This should be an interesting evening.
Home. Churched. Lunched. Surveyed.
That’s the sum total of my day so far. Oh, the confirmation class… :rolleyes: Turns out our esteemed soon to be retired Bishop will not be coming until sometime late Spring now instead of November. Surprisingly, most of the folks who want the class showed up this morning. Anywho, we talked and agreed that it’d make more sense to do the class closer to the Bishop’s visit. I’m good with that. It’ll give me a little more time to put some better stuff together. There’s a couple of dvds dealing with the history of the Episcopal church that I’d like to get because they’re interesting (I’ve seen 'em before) and people could borrow 'em to watch at home if’n they wish.
I assisted several church members with the Bishop survey after church. I’m glad I was there early today because I had a little difficulty getting ye olde laptop to recognize the network. I finally go it to connect. Wireless is a good thing except when it ain’t. I even threathened to sprinkle Holy Water on my puter, it was being such a heathen. Poor thing, I guess I can’t really be all that upset with it. After all that was it’s first time ever to go to church.
Ok, Ima go nappy poo.
Later Y’all!
I think the problem with my Death Chicken was the bacon. I swear I went through 10 or 12 different brands of bacon looking for something that didn’t say ‘smoked’ or ‘maple’ on it, and couldn’t find any that hadn’t been interfered with. Anyway, we made BLTs last night, and the bacon had a definate ceosote-y taste to it. Not what you want in a casserole.
In other news, we’re fed up with the faucet set in our downstairs tub. See, many (about 17) years ago, when we re-did our downstairs bathroom, we bought “The Pfabulous Pfaucet With The Pfunny Name” for both sinks and the tub. Well, they were crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! The sink faucets have long since been replaced, but tub faucets, especially the 3-stem type, are harder, and more expensive, to rip out, so it’s still in there. The cold side runs. It doesn’t drip languidly, (it used to), it runs! Yes, I know how to replace washers. I did. Three times in the last three weeks. I also replaced the valve seat twice. I think the damned thig is cracked or something. Now what we have to do is, after we take our shower(s), is go around behind the shower end of the tub, under the stairs, and turn off the valve to the cold water at the tub.
Yes, when I re-did the bathroom those many years ago, I built a little door under the stairs to allow access to as much of the tub plumbing as possible. I also installed shut off valves in both water lines, because Murphy has been my constant companion my entire life, and I knew these things would come in handy someday.
Anyway, I think I may still have the old faucet I tore out all those years ago, and I’ll look at that first, to see if it’s still operable. There wasn’t anything wrong with it back in the day. Wifey made me replace it due to some logical process all her own. Or, more likely, we may go to the hardware store and look at new tub faucets. Oh darn. I hate going to the hardware store.
Taters, if boyfriend is using his own car to give the driving lessons, than ‘count your blessings’ I say.
LiLi, when I was a wee bairn and teething, my Mom rubbed rum on my gums. Of course, that was way back in the Dark Ages, and that’d prolly get you arrested these days, but it might help in a pinch. Or not.
Have to preview to make sure all my 'S’s made it in. The ‘S’ key on this 'puter sticks a bit. If I’m missing any, please forgive me.
Hmmm… I seem to be first on page 10. What do I win?
Sorry about your Poulte De Morte (whatever–I can’t remember the French name for it). It is getting harder to find normal bacon.
I am outrageously ticked at this woman at the reference desk at my local library. I know I’m overreacting, but so far, I’m not simmering down. It’s more that I’m frustrated by the general lack of help at that library and this is a prime example of it. I went to find a book by Thomas Wolfe. It’s in the catalogue, on shelf. It’s a PB-paperback. Ok. It’s not in the classics section (it should be). It’s not in the carrels that hold the paperbacks (those are genre fic alpha by author). So, I ask. Those PBs are not in the carrels (no shit)–they’re on the shelf with the hardbound books. So I ask how I’m (or anyone) is supposed to know that and she says, “you’re not.”
Wth? So we have to ask to find the damned books? Grrrrrrr…
And I still haven’t faced the second half of the basement monster. Ugh.
Hi y’all!
I’ve been grocery shopping. You want to see my pantry? 
I’m baking a spice cake, which will have cream cheese frosting.
Dinner will be chicken piccata, pasta prima vera, and garlic bread. I tell ya, it’s all about the food in this house. 
Mr Rebo surprised me with a new toaster. Once upon a time I told him I wanted a four-slicer, and chrome would be nice. Ain’t it purty? Looks so retro, or space-age, or something. I hope he got a better deal than at Best Buy! (He bought it at Sam’s Club.)
This from somebody who has quick grits and vienna sausages in her pantry. Oh surely you did not think I wouldn’t check out what you bought! Do the doggies get Alpo and Easy Mac & Cheese?
Hey, I finally took most of the evening off and only connected to work for about 10 minutes all afternoon and evening! Can we both start a Sloth Club?
Oh, I see you went to work out. What kind of sloth are you, huh? 
Why…?
I know… You really need to put your foot down with whatever PTB you report to that doing this year in and year out is completely crazy
Beer sounds good, though
Yays, boos, hugs, gropes all around! Good night, I’ll see y’all in the morning.
I went to help clean up after the Shrimp Fest today, and got into some [del]little muhfuggin bastards[/del]fire ants. I have 6 stings on my left leg. :mad: :smack:
I also found a nest across the road yesterday, near my mail box.
I worked a bad wreck Firday night, and there was a near fight at the Shrimp Fest at closing time.
Oh well, off to finish taking pictures for tomorrow’s OP.
I hate fire ants! I’ve been spreading fire ant poison on mounds all week. GRRRRRR… it’s like all that does is drive 'em to another spot.
If I can find my digital camera, I’ll take some pitchers too. If only I can remember what wonderful secure place I put it for safe keeping…
After a very productive morning, I have had a very slothful (is that a word? Oh well, y’all know what I mean) afternoon. I curled in my “reading nook”–a comfy papasan chair in the corner of the bedroom–with a book, a cup of apple cider and a snuggly blanket. It was good!!
Actually,** Nooner,** I am ashamed to say we did not make the work out. Don’t know what happened, competing priorities, I guess.
My daughter managed to drive on the main drag out here for several miles. Her boyfriend also made her stop at Wally World to pick up cones and stuff so he can work with her on her parallel parking and backing out in parking lot skills. I guess she did well with the driving. They would have worked longer on all of it, but she had to work today.
I’ve just returned from dropping my son off at a schoolmate’s house, so they can work on a school project together.
Since my return, I’ve started a load of laundry and I’m heating up some leftovers for hubby’s lunch. I’m slightly hungry too, but don’t know what I want. I need to eat something healthy so I don’t eat some chips or something stupid like that.
I just posted in the new feud. I gagged on a couple of my answers. I mean, really, Green, Green Grass of Home and Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree? GAG!!!
