Not in my house - I refuse to use cream-of-anything in my cooking. Too much salt, too gloppy looking, just too ick!
Damned dog woke me a bit after 4. **FCD **shut the door to keep the noise out, but Taz wanted in, so we had the added noise of him jumping up to turn the door handle. Then when I got out of the shower, Higgs had left me a present on the living room rug. This day sucks and it’s barely begun! TGIF!
I’m going to throw a sammich together and head to the office. Hope today is busy enough that the day goes by fast.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis a very nice 66 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 91 and dry for the day. Tomorrow afternoon and evenin’ we are promised torrential downpours/tstorms/apocalypse. We shall see. Tomorrow mornin’ is my team’s turn to mow the back forty at the church house. As long as whatever holds out until afternoon we’ll be good to go. Have I admitted that I kinda look forward to doin’ this cause I get to mow with a zero turn mower? That thing is just sooooooo much fun!
Spidey there is absolutely no difference between Vick’s Formula 44D & Jaegermeister.They are two of the nastiest concoctions ever. ICK! My BIL left a small bottle of Jaegermeister here on one of sis and his trips down once. The next time they came down (several months later) it was still in da fridge untouched since the last time they were here. He finally finished it off about a year later as it would remain untouched by everybody but him. ICK!
Ok that’s all I got. I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence. It may be a short day. Or not.
So, I felt really stupid going to the ER for a sore throat but when I got to the point where swallowing made me cry I went. (Ok, I was nudged by my parents, but I went.) I got some antibiotics and lo and behold I still feel like poo. Hopefully they will start to work sooner rather than later. Meanwhile I’m trying to find only soft foods to eat. I think I might just try to live on mashed potatoes and milk shakes.
A/C has conked out at irk. Right now it ain’t too bad but if’n it gets hawt and stuffy I will be outta here. The compressor in the unit that heats and cools my little corner waaaaaaaaaay back in the orifice is toast apparently. This means my little space, the break room, and the guy who deals with folks who have unemployment over payments are the ones who suffer. I may be forced to go irk from da cave. Woe is me.
It’s a cool sunny 53 degrees today with a projected high of 78.
Spiday of course they all don’t have cream of mushroom soup, sometimes they have cream of chicken or cream of celery.
Sometimes they have cheese, or sour cream and no cream of soup at all.
Swampy I agree about the Jaegermeister, that stuff smells so rank I couldn’t even get it past my nose, My friend’s husband and his brother love the stuff so I bought him a BIG bottle for his birthday.
Sticky when I had my tonsils out I lived on macaroni salad and root beer floats.
As if the going back to work heebie-jeebies aren’t bad enough, today appears to be a Naughty Nerve Day, with my leg feeling a bit week, and my arm is tingly.
I could kinda understand one or the other, but both at the same time!?
There just aren’t enough blue frowny faces available here.
Today is company picnic day, so we shut down at 12 and adjourn to the lawn. Then Roomie and I are headed up to Massachusetts to meet some friends for the weekend. We’re leaving wicked early Sunday so we can get home to go to the viewing for Roomie’s grandpa, but we didn’t have to cancel any plans we’d already paid for, so that’s nice.
So really, I’m just killing time, waiting for the fun things to start.
I have had a proper busy blurfy day but the good news is that I am 29mins away from hometime! Tonight I am off to a micropub called “Hail to the Ale” with a couple of friends, we’re calling in at another pub on the way for dinner then going for a drink or three at the new place. It is proper micro, it only holds 30 people max, sells no alcopops or spirits and is only open four nights a week.
Tomorrow there will be errands in town then a night out in the sprawling metropolis of Brum for another friend’s birthday, and on Sunday I will be off to see my doting parent who needs me urgently because she has run out of compost and I have a car.
Howdy from da cave. I finally gave up tryin’ to stay at the orifice sans a/c. Thus I shall do irk stuff from da cave this afternoon. TPTB know the situation, plus it ain’t like they don’t know how to email and call. On the plus side the a/c folks are there workin’ on it so maybe it’ll be all nice and fixded.
gotti hope the pain/tingly stuff goes away soonest. Just take it slow back at irk, but you probably know that already.
I’m trying to work out what to do with a load of damsons today- there’s a tree full of them right next to my allotment, and they’re really tasty. I’ve already started off some damson gin, I’m going to make some kind of a crumble, and one of my housemates is making jam from some, but there’s still masses more there!
They’re far too nice to waste, but I’m running out of ideas…
I have work tomorrow- not sure what exactly, or how long it’ll be though. Don’t wait up!
Waking up every day this week with the whirlies apparently wasn’t bad enough. Now my throat and sinuses feel icky and even after getting a LOT of sleep, I still feel tired. I think I’m actually ill.
In other news, gotta get out to the computer parts surplus place and try to argue for an exchange on the memory module we bought there that turns out to be bad.
