You DO realize that all three are becoming one?
ears perk up
I must investigate my local DQ to see if they have such a wondrous concoction.
Helloooooo!
Weird dreams. I have been having a repeating dream about moving into a new house that’s VERY strange. The last iteration included detailed discussions about building dog runs inside the house, as though the house would be travelling and the dog runs needed to be towed (or something). It was, you know, weird.
Family over yesterday to celebrate MIL’s birthday. Daughter off to my mom’s last night to spend the week for “sew camp”. She and her cousin started going last year. She won an award for best first year quilt at the local quilt show. We’ll see how this year goes.
Work continues to be a mire. we’re down 4 headcount. Every day is like treading water in the open ocean. Not sure how much longer you can do it. Not sure which wave will take you under.
{{{Sair}}} I have one of those rings myself. It’s my grandmother’s. I’m not giving it back. Things were divvied up when she died. Everyone had their chance. If folks regret their choices now, not my problem. That ring means a lot to me. It may be silly, but when I put it on (which I do almost every week), I think of her and think that somewhere there’s some extra love coming my way. Some days I really need that! 
Three? I knew about Office Depot gobbling up OfficeMax. I suspect a merger with Staples could become a bit of an anti-trust issue.
Howdy from da cave! Moanday has been survived and dindin consumed. All is well.
sari I just don’t know what to say! Unbelievable! I feel like clutchin’ my pearls and beatin’ your uncle over the haid with the faintin’ couch. I also thought of a smartass response should he actually ask you. Tell him you hocked that a loooooooooong time ago and bought a case of tequila, a bag of limes, and a box of salt. Then act surprised that he doesn’t remember the party.
BigKitty I concur. I shall have to go investigate the local DQ.
Supper was a 'mater sammich and a big bowl of watermelon. Ice cream later. Meanwhile, I’m gonna recline.
MWAH!
We had spaghetti for supper.
Darn, I forgot to make an important phone call today. Oh well, I got a lot of other stuff done today. But not enough stuff.
Maybe I should stop nuttering around online and get back to life.
Retrieved my spiraled textbooks and bought a few odds and ends that were needed. Still gotta get the current washer load into the dryer so I have work clothes tomorrow and find some other cleaning I can talk myself into doing. Brain says it needs to be done, motivation is sparse.
Nettie I say follow your brain. When all three of my brain cells bump into each other, they’re usually right.
And on that note I believe I shall go join OYKW upon the bed to watch teevee etc until sleep time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I was not aware that you had that many. Congratulations!
:rolleyes:
I was sure he had that many, just wasn’t sure that many were active at the same time. (grinning, ducking, and running for cover) 
Blurf.
My sister-in-law is visiting with her two boys. The older one is eight and the younger is two. Joey (the older boy) worships the sprog, as is the order of things, but the sprog is having the shits of him because Joey is annoying and whiny. (Well, he is.)
And adolescence is beginning. The sprog had a 7:30 dentist appointment this morning. At 7:35, he was leaning against me as I was filling out paperwork, gently snoring. He did well at his checkup; he’s got one cavity and a referral to see the orthodontist. :smack:
That may very well be.
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There were fewer teeth in my store tonight than a West Virginia family reunion. But today is my Firday. 
Mooommmmm!, I second the Frosty Paws for Higgs. Gordie likes 'em, I just have to leave them in the cup, or he swallows them whole.:eek:
If it was my mothers side of the family and they thought it would lead to the price of a drink, they would probably kiss your ass.
I make light but you really do have my sympathy. Back before my brother and I were even born mothers father was killed (possibly murdered but thats a longer post than I want to make tonight) in a mill accident. All of Gramma’s kids swooped in and basically cleaned her out. All mother and Dad got from the “estate” was Gramma - she ended up moving in with “us” basically just with the clothes she owned and little else. Fooled them all ---- she lasted another 40+ years sharp as a tack and loving as any Baba ever could be. And did a Hell of a job by pretty much raising Beloved Brother and me.
Family – the people in your life you would rarely pick for the job.
We have several Dog Cousins who love them as well.
Now — I had a GREAT DAY!!! Doctor stuff went pretty well. BP towards the higher side of normal but nothing to require more than the usual weekly checks. All the labs are improved from last time and some things greatly better. Doc Liz put me through the wringer and nothing fell off so I’m good to go until January.
Went on a longer ride with a friend. He wanted to see where a old friend of mine has his motorcycle shop north of Butler PA so we took a casual ride up Rte 8 to there. And then took a scenic route home turning a 30 mile trip into about 200 miles. Perfect weather, good roads and lots of interesting things to see. Stopped at an Amish stand on a road I’ve never been before and they actually enjoyed meeting Bessie. They weren’t real sure at first but one of their kids knew the Bob & Tom show and clued in the parents.
Got home and found an e-mail from Former Huge Shipping Center saying I can continue my process to maybe return and do I want to schedule an appointment? Hell ya, I do! So that’s set for early next month just about on the schedule I hoped for when I left.
I almost hate to go to sleep; rarely do I have a good version of “one of those days”. Just a little sad the Old Wench isn’t here to see my happy dances — she doesn’t get back until Thursday.
Red, no I didn’t get squished by another train and there were no road runners either! The problem was that the only train was going the wrong way. Never did work out how I was supposed to deliver that package because I woke up before I found that bit out.
(((((Sari))))) - there is no end to the strangeness of families, that’s for sure. I am not looking forward to losing my doting parent, and not just because she’s my doting parent and I don’t want to lose her. It’s the inevitable sh*tstorm that my brother will create about stuff. Fortunately he has already had various bits of furniture and things when she sold the house and downsized to her retirement flat but there are bound to be issues about her jewellery and personal effects. Most of her jewellery she’s left to me in her Will but mum said when we know she is on her way out, I should take her jewellery boxes out of the flat and keep them elsewhere just so he can’t get his grubby paws on them. Sadly I don’t have a fainting couch to beat him over the head with. Perhaps I should suggest to mum that she invests in one.
sari, my father’s mother gave me a bunch of earrings that her daughter (aunt M) had left behind many years before.
Many month later, I was visiting and so was Aunt M, and I was wearing one of those pairs of earrings. Aunt M exclaimed “hey, those are mine!” “No they’re NOT! You got married in '71, never even looked at that box, it’s been in my house for over twenty. Years and that makes them abandoned property and therefore mine, and I gave them to her! They were your earrings but now they are hers. Any questions?” Thee shalt not piss off the Old Woman, specially in her own house 
When I finished college and moved to the US for graduate school, Grandma gave me her father’s trunk, the one that had been bought when he left home for college. Years later, after Grandma had passed, Aunt M asked me for it. “Sure, I’ll make a note in my will.” “Sorry?” “You’ll get it over my dead body, and I imagine you don’t want it bad enough to actually kill me for it, do you? It was your mother’s, she gave it to me. You want it? Fine, I’ll make a note in my will.” “Oh. I didn’t know you actually liked it.” “Noooo, I have dragged it through two international moves because I don’t! Seriously, Aunt…”
Lovely woman in many things, but Og was she a rat when it came to declaring anything “hers”.
I have a job interview tomorrow. I suck at presenting myself well.
Doomed. Doomed!
When my dad’s mother died, one of his sisters (don’t recall which one) swooped in and cherry-picked what little stuff my grandmother left behind. It didn’t create a rift, as there was nothing of more than sentimental value, but it led to some snarking. Lucky for me, Dad got his mother to give me her Singer treadle machine years earlier, which is why it sits in my living room today.
My bro is executor of Mom’s estate, and he’s an honest and fair guy, so I’m not expecting anyone to come to blows. Other than wanting something for my daughter to remember her grandmother by, there’s nothing I feel strongly about. We all have our eyes on a particular painting - that’s the only thing that might cause problems, but even that isn’t important enough for me to get riled up.
And on that happy thought: good morning! The dishwasher is sloshing along and I just finished a breakfast of leftover cheese bread. The peaches are either bagged or covered in a cotton towel (two suggestions I read) for the next 3 days or so. I’m thinking about spending an hour or so cleaning the garage in anticipation of pellet delivery - theoretically within a week. And I need to de-hair the bathrooms - between Higgs and the cats, there are serious hairballs breeding in the corners. So as you see, I’ve got an exciting day ahead.
What I want to do is snooze a bit more - yeah, that’s gonna happen.
**GuanoLad **- keep a happy thought! :eek: Maybe if you pretend to have someone else’s confidence?? Good luck!
Happy Tuesday!!