blurfage at irk at 7AM :eek: I feel weird today. Sort of woozy. I have been awake since 0417 this AM. I did go to bed earlyish. Maybe after some coffee I won’t feel like this.
If’n y’all don’t hear from me I died.
Blurfage
I guess I also killed the MMP. Still dizzy.
It’s not dead, it’s just pinin’… oh never mind. 
I keep peekin’ in because stoopit CREO is slower than ever this morning. I’m about to do a restart.
Just gotta get thru the day after tomorrow.
Morning all. Rain has arrived as predicted, no tunder-boomers but a nice steady rain. It also brought cooler temperatures, it’s 48F now and won’t be getting any warmer, and there is a chance of (shudder) snow tonight. If it stays on the ground the panic will set in.
Want to do some more furniture shopping today, also want to stop at a local charity and see if they can use my older stuff. They’ll have to come get it, I’m not moving all that.
Just finished two bowls of Cheerios, so I am fed.
Butters, I get that way sometimes; caffeine is the great cure-all.
pullin, given your story and that you pull in an anchor, I hereby give you the MMP name of Anchor. Everybody please update your notes.
All y’all stay dry today.
Blurf. It’s been one of those days. We had an 8-day strike by academic staff on campus so everything has been a total mess while we sort stuff out. That means restructuring assessment links online, changing submission dates, changing feedback return dates (and we have three submission links/return dates for every single assignment)…and did I mention we have just short of 1,000 assignments in a two-week period?
I need a stiff drink…that’ll be a cup of builder’s then!
I went to the gym yesterday to meet with the trainer. She showed me how to use the machines, and said she’d email me an initial routine. I’m in Seattle today and tomorrow, so I’ll try to get into the gym Thursday to get started.
The trainer is an Englishwoman who looks like she’s in her mid-60s. At one machine, I said I was ‘feeling it in my calf’. Of course I pronounced calf as ‘caff’. She pronounced it ‘cahf’. That reminded me of an incident when I was learning to fly helicopters. The owner of the FBO, and one of the instructors, were Irish. (They both spoke with English accents.) I liked the blue shirt the owner was wearing, and I asked if it came in khaki – pronounced ‘KACK-ee’. He said, ‘KACK-ee? What’s that?’ I said, ‘You know, KACK-ee. Like a tan or sand colour.’ ‘Oh!’ he said, 'Kah-KEE!. The other instructor said, ‘Kah kee? Isn’t that what you staht your cah with?’
Josh stopped by to tell me he can’t come to my “retirement” event next week, but he’ll bring me a box of chocolates. We shall see.
Meanwhile, I’m wrapping up a lot of loose ends. Hard to believe that these are my last few days here.
Frozen stuff is falling out of the sky:eek: !!!
It was 72° F yesterday. I expect a typhoon tomorrow. Arkansas: wait a day, the weather will be different.
Moving around has been difficult this morning. Low energy.
Present wrapping and napping are on my agenda, today.
Gotta haul DH to physical therapy and deal with grocery orders. Yay.
At least I’m not talking to the Dry Pool Dive Team today.
Yo I am alive. Whatever the woozy was has subsided. Honestly I felt high all morning if I am correctly remembering back in the day when that happened. It has passed now and I am just sleepy. Having lunch which is seafood stew from the good place.
I called and got an appt for tomorrow to get a shot in my bum knee since I will have to walk several miles through Atlanta airport on Thursday. I have not even started to pack and must do laundry before then. I do not want to go but as an adult I know we must do things we don’t want to do sometimes. Like everyday coming to irk. In this case I would rather irk. I checked the wx in GA and it is like 35F at night and mid 50’s during the day. I shall freeze to death.
Back to lunch.
Lunch time, but first, pg 2.
Tbhthbhthbhhttth, Swampy 
Afternoon all. Went to a place called Furniture Row and think I’ve found everything I need at the prices I want. Only problem is the ‘store’ has 3 parts (Living room/Bedroom/Mattress) and each section has their own salesperson, so I had to get three cards and three names to deal with.
Also stopped by Walmart. Just can’t get over how cheap TV’s are no. A 65" 4G TV is less than $700. Even with a nice stand it’s still under $1,000.
Maybe do a little more browsing this afternoon…or nappage.
Butters, hope your connections in Atlanta are close (if you’re staying in Atlanta, may your flight be at the gate next to the trains). The only thing Atlanta needs are moving walkways, but I don’t think they made the corridors wide enough when they built the place. Still not as bad as some airports I’ve been too…
Notes!? We’re supposed to take notes??? :eek:
The Fitbit app on my phone tells me that there is a new update available, but so far I have been unable to download it. It tells me it can’t find Wi-fi. 
Every other device in my house can find the wi-fi, and every other app on my phone (that I allow) can find it, but the fitbit app can’t. So I tell it to use bluetooth, and it just sits there. It says it’s updating… Yeah, right. :dubious: It said that yesterday. Anytime things seem to be cooking along, something randomly decides not to work, for mysterious reasons. le sigh
Happy toosday y’all.
Down to my last hour of the day, and Baby Engineer has a few more things I can do over the next couple of days to fill my time.
We’re getting closer…
Now, wait one damn minute!
Surely they’ve argued about doctrine already?
There is buttermilk in cornbread. I am thinking about Kosher hot dogs wrapped in potato pancakes, though. Hebrew National has too much paprika in them for my taste.
Oh, well. No cornbread? I can’t live like that.
Back to being a southern girl.
Didn’t you get them an Amazon Echo Silver? 
Yay! My internet is back up! Today I’m going to grab an umbrella and the babushka cart and walk to the grocery store. When I was a kid in suburban Chicago, we called the scarves women wore on their heads babushkas. The knit scarves you wore around your neck on a cold day were mufflers.
My son likes the shirts I got him. Now he has some new clothes for school.
Finally talked to his advisor, all his classes are set to go and and as long as he doesn’t fail anything, he will graduate in May. He’s not happy about having to take a class at the college, but too bad. If he had been checking his emails, he could have gotten into an online class before they filled up.
He has A’s in the three classes that are finished, one class to go. Unless he really screws up on the final, he should have an A in that class too.
Supper will be salisbury steaks in mushroom-onion gravy over rice, with a side of carrots. Easy, healthy, and yummy!
It’s drizzly and dreary, with snow promised. Rah.