Happy Sunday morning all. Up and caffeinated and even brekkied here. Peanut butter and bananas on whole grain toast, the yum. 
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I have really missed my cousin, who has been at Hatteras all week on vacation. I’m awaiting a full report on her return! Say Swampy, btw, can you be my neighbor on Petville? My pet is Wolfie. 
I’m up and waiting for my coffee.
I ended up going to bed early (for me) last night. I didn’t sleep well, but then again, I never do.
There’s a stupid crow going nuts outside in my yard and making all kinds of racket. If my Cappy was here, he would have chased them off. He hated crows.
Nothing much planned for today. Yardwork, that’s about it.
I filled in for a co-worker last night until midnight. She came on at midnight because she also works the graveyard shift. I usually work at 8am Sundays so she said she would stay until 10am so I could get extra sleep. Well, I didn’t get any extra sleep, I woke up about every hour and sometimes twice an hour. As they say, no good deed goes unpunished.
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I’m a heathen today. Missed services because of a monsoon and an overnight bambilance call.
Swampy, did you goose the bride and/or groom?
Another dogfight was narrowly averted this morning. As sweet as Gracie is, I’ll be glad when she’s gone.
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Busy busy day so far. **FCD **and I went to breakfast, then to WalMart (3 whole checkout aisles open - real SMRT!) then to the boat to fetch his tools. He’s working in the garage, I’ve got a load of laundry going, I watered my 'maters and added a support to one planter, and I took psycho pug out. He peed and pooed in the yard - yay! Not that he has any idea of what he’s doing, but at least I don’t have to clean the carpet.
Daughter’s friend’s due date is today. If we were mean, we’d call every hour and ask “Have you had the baby yet?”
It’s a hot, muggy day and I’m loving my a/c. I think I’ll take a drink out to my sweetie. Then it’ll be time to check the laundry. yay.
Thanks again for the hugs everyone.
It was so weird not having to let the dog out today. I’m looking around the house and his toys are everywhere, which keeps bringing tears to my eyes.
Mr. Taters wants another dog…I’m just not ready.
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What in holy hell is a koozie? :dubious:
I am crabby and pouty today. What a waste of space I can be.-snits are so counterproductive. I need to go out and do quite a bit in the yard and then watch soccer.
The cure for the poor me’s is hard work.
I’m going to head out to my backyard in a bit and pull weeds like a mo-fo. I’ve got to do something…hard as it is. Maybe it’ll be somewhat therapeutic.
All deheathenated! I stopped and swiped General Tso’s lunch at the local Chinese takeout. 'Twas good!
BBBobbio I was a perfect gentleman. However, I did want to goose the bride’s father. WOOF!
rigs a koozie is a beer holder. I do not know why it is called a koozie. I just know that’s the name of a beer holder. Just like zarf is the name of those coffee holder thingys.
There’s an idea floatin’ around on facebook. Ok, I started the idea. The idea is to have wine and beer trucks like we have ice cream trucks. The wine trucks would drive around playin’ “Bottle of Wine” and the beer trucks would drive around playin’ “99 Bottles of Beer On The Wall”. The concensus so far seems to be that it’s a brilliant idea.
It’s hawt outside and looks like it could get tstormy in a while.
Now it’s nappy poo time.
Later Y’all!
Specifically it’s one of those foam beer holders. Essentially designed for people that need to keep their beer cold because they drink so slowly that it tends to get warm while they drink. AKA: weenies.
I think it’s time for a bike ride, maybe pull some weeds or something after wards. Then some indoor housework. Note to me: Consider the color of carpeting when selecting cats. Black cats and tan carpeting are a poor color combination.
…as are black dogs and light colored carpeting and flooring, MBG.
**BusDude **- I know whereof you speak. We have a long haired black dog and a long haired charcoal grey cat and cream colored carpets. It seemed like a good idea at the time…
Fourth load in the washer, second load in the basket by me awaiting folding. BIIIIIIIIG batch of sketty sauce simmerin’ on the stove. **FCD **went to the boat to install the new speakers in the cockpit - the previous owners used regular speakers in a wet environment. Smart. So now we’ll have real marine speakers. Yay.
Gotta share this nautical tale. Yesterday, **FCD **and daughter were sailing on the bay, monitoring the VHF radio as required. They heard several calls of “Vessel in distress calling Coast Guard” but when the Coast Guard answered, there was silence. Finally, the “vessel in distress” replied to the CG “Our engine has quit and we’re heading towards shallow water.”
For the non-boaters among you, distress = on fire or sinking or someone aboard is dying. Not drifting towards shallow water. For that, you call TowBoat.
Anyway, a little bit later, the same guy was on the radio again. “Never mind, Coast Guard. We were able to raise our mainsail!” :rolleyes: So, a *SAILboat *was “in distress” because their engine died… And yet there are those who continue to fight licenses for boaters. There are way too many idiots out there.
I think it shall be pancakes and bacon for dindin. It just sounds good. No nekkid bacon fryin’ shall be attempted.
The kooziewas actually a brand name, but now has become a household word like kleenex.
Is this a regionalism or something? What the heck do you guys call them?
FCM - driver’s licenses don’t help the idiots on the road. Jus’ sayin’.
Mr Rebo hired a Mexican for some yardwork. Mr Rebo does not speak Spanish, and the guy did not speak English. So Mr Rebo typed out his directions on the internet and used a translator, then gave him the note. Worked like a charm! (First he asked him in Spanish if he could read. There is a pronunciation tool, too.)
I’m tahred! I’ve been to the store, and unloaded all the groceries. And repacked the bulk meat. I was going to go to geet a pedicure, but I don’t feel like it. I’ll go this Friday on my day off.
Soon the smell of banana bread will waft through the house. As soon as I get up off my butt.
More hugs for {{{Taters}}}.
**Rebo **- I wouldn’t expect boat licenses to solve everything, but maybe one or two facts would sink into one or two skulls and that would be one or two fewer morons plying the waves… My personal “favorites” are the guys who talk on the marine radio using CB lingo, good buddy. :rolleyes:
We did sketties for supper, since the sauce was all made and stuff. Now I want ice cream.
Koozies were invented to preserve The Property of Ones. (Warning: flash toon.)
Somewhere I have a picture of a koozie from a certain town in N. Kakalak emblazoned with the words “Climax: A place where people come together.” Yes, there is such a place.
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Spaz Climax, Jawja is not too far from where I live. I want one of those koozies!
Bacon fryin’ commencin’ shortly.