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Your mom made soap out of fish?!? I’ve never used soap out of a jar before…
:smiley:
MBG-yes, she was a social worker at my kids’ HS. Terrible story. School is bound to be difficult on Monday. Daughter had actually spoken to the woman a few times (she had a guy writing her sexually harassing notes freshman year). I feel bad for her family.
I am up and still in a funk. Wonderful how I share with all of you, no? I have figured some things out–I stopped my Lexapro about a week ago. That’s not the only issue, but I’m sure it’s not helping. I need to talk to my doctor about this med, though-sure it helps, but it also sort of deadens me in too many ways. I may well choose moody bitch over monotone drone…

I have to work at the library today (again–I wish I got paid for it). I plan on walking–nice day here today.

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Or we could just associate you with a yummy chocolate dessert that’s especially wonderful when slightly warm under a melty scoop of vanilla ice cream and hot fudge… Altho by saying that, I’m likely to get some of the male mumpers all wound up. oops. :o

We had breakfast, went by the boat to check on things, then came home. We dropped my car off for its 20K servicing, so I’ll be driving the van tomorrow. First load of laundry in the washer. Gotta do my taxes, too.

Good times, good times…

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Up and first load of laundry is on while coffee is dripping.

Today will be grocery store Sunday - I actually don’t need much I plan on making Chicken Pasta bake today which will be dinner for most of the week.

Then I will attack my closets this afternoon as I have no interest in the Superbowl other than the commercials.

It has been pouring with rain this morning and it still is - the amount of rain coming off the patio was waht woke me up. Rain is really unusual around here.

Libby is meowing at me - I guess I should feed her

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On a side note being that it is tax season I am trying to decide how to file my return - do I go to H&R block, find a CPA or go the turbotax route…
Decisions Decisions… :confused:

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In more ways than one…this was not helping my diet any. :frowning:

I understand there’s some sort of sports event taking place today. Something to do with the introduction of a new line of commercials, I believe.

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So if IvoryTowerDenizen becomes Soapy, does that mean that we name Brown Eyed Girl after a house elf? Which house elf, is the question. Dobby, perhaps? That’s a far enough stretch to work for an MMP nickname. :smiley:

In any case, Dobby, congrats on quitting smoking! I smoked briefly when I was young and stupid, but also being cheap quit when the price of cigs got up to $5 a carton. It is to laugh! I saw a cig machine recently that was selling them for $8 a pack. I nearly curled up on the floor and whimpered, even though I haven’t smoked in over 30 years! Hang in there, it really is worth every minute of the misery. Just try not to throw things directly at your SO. :smiley:

Is it Mumper Laundry Day? I did three loads last night, and have several more to do today – I decided it was time to wash all the blankets and other assorted linens, too, after I finish washing the clothes. Such an exciting day, working and doing laundry.

Back to work. Even though I’d rather be taking a nice long nap!

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Speakin’ of taxes, all my stuff is finally in. I need to call up ye olde accountante and make an appointment.

And now, A Tale From Bizarro World, or rather a tale about a native of Bizarro World.

This morning I had a conversation with a lady at church concerning a lady who used to be (heck, may even still be) a member of the church. She’s the Bizarro World native. About two years ago she contacted the church and wanted her late husband’s ashes because, as she told it, she was going to have them ummm… re-interred, I guess, in the columbarium at the downtown Whiskypal church. She also said that she knew that her late husband would not want to be buried at the site of the new church. OK… native of Bizarro World who is in communication with her departed husband about where he wants his ashes… so, our Priest, along with a local friendly funeral director did so. She was to go to the funeral home and collect the ashes, which she never did, as I found out today. Mr. Funeral Director actually had to deliver dearly departed husband’s ashes to her after she did not come to collect them for almost a year. This I learned from the first lady this morning. Also… and this is when I finally decided she must be a native of Bizarro World… late husband’s ashes have been sitting in a shelf over the washing machine in her laundry room ever since. :dubious: BIIIIIII-ZZZZZZAAAAAAARRRRRRREEEEEE!!! Her daughters, who don’t live around here, think their father’s ashes are still in the columbarium at my church because, as I was told this morning, Bizarro World native didn’t think his ashes would actually get dis-interred (I’m guessing that’s the right term for taking ashes out of a columbarium), and is now so embarrassed that her bluff was called, she just can’t tell her daughters their father’s ashes are in my house. Howzat for some bizarroness???

Actually I don’t know what’s more bizarre, the story or the fact that the woman who told it to me felt possessed to tell me all this while I was eating. I sure was glad that, this being our final brunch Sunday before the start of Lent, bloody mary’s were served today. If ever a story needed a bloody mary… :smiley:

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Dobby’s a boy. Winky’s a girl. There is a personal reason why I like the name Winky (never will I divulge it), but it seems to go naturally (to me, anyway) with Brownie.
1st verse
I’ve got something in my pocket that belongs upon my face,
I keep it very close to me in a most convenient place

2nd Verse
I’m sure you couldn’t guess it if you guessed a long, long while.
So I’ll take it out and put it on - it’s a great big Brownie Smile!
Everybody sing!
I have a fond nostalgia for Brownies. :slight_smile:
ETA: and on the SAME site–lo and behold are the lyrics to my Strategy for MidEast Peace. Learn them well my children…

Kum Ba Yah
African

1st Verse
Kum Ba Yah, my Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Kum Ba Yah, my Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Kum Ba Yah, my Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Oh, Lord, Kum Ba Yah

2nd Verse
Oh Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Someone’s crying, Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Someone’s crying, Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Someone’s crying, Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Oh, Lord, Kum Ba Yah

3rd Verse
Someone’s singing, Lord, Kum ba Yah
Someone’s singing, Lord, Kum ba Yah
Someone’s singing, Lord, Kum ba Yah
Oh, Lord, Kum Ba Yah

4th Verse
Someone’s praying Lord, Kum ba Yah
Someone’s praying Lord, Kum ba Yah
Someone’s praying Lord, Kum ba Yah
Oh Lord, Kum Ba Yah
Oh Lord, Kum Ba Yah

Group hug!

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Mmmmm…latkes. I want latkes. And those Maruschan matzos that taste like unsalted crackers. (My mom was from South Jersey, we had some of the Jewish food in our Lutheran home.)

I’m guessing it’s something by Mel Brooks. Now I want to watch a Mel Brooks movie. High Anxiety or History of the World, neither of which I own.

I do, however, own a shiny new copy of Life of Brian which I watched last night. That’s my absolute favorite Python movie (and theirs too, according to IMDB). Absurdist humor, Judean rebels, Latin grammar, Graham Chapman in his altogether, what’s not to love?

This weekend I’ve been the desk monkey up at the archives. It was hopping yesterday–three people came in! So far today there’s just one lady doing some genealogical research, but there’s still three hours before closing.

I may or may not go over to Adopted Parents for some ribs tonight, I haven’t decided. I will not be watching the Advertisement Bowl, but I might pop in to see Tom Petty at the halftime. Again, haven’t decided. Meh. The turn of the seasons is making me all fuzzy-headed.

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My third load is in the washer, second in the dryer, first hanging in the closets. Go me!

Kitteh has seen Scruffy. FCD took the new cat into our bedroom so they could bond while he watched TV. I went in there to hang the newly-laundered jeans in our closets, and Scruffy, my personal entourage, followed me. The cat was on the bed, and he just stared. I don’t think Scruffy even noticed the cat. Bernie, on the other hand, discovered and emptied the kitty kibble. Stoopit dog!

We had been warned that bengals like water. I’ve watched ours stick his feet in his water dish each time he went to drink. Stoopit cat. I’m thinking when he’s got the run of the house, the doggies aren’t going to appreciate kitteh-feet flavored water.

I want a brownie a la mode. Now! Dammit.

<sigh>

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While I can’t swear Mel Brooks didn’t pull this line, nope, I’m thinking of a different movie.
C’mon, somebody must recognize it!

ETA:

You’re waaaaay behind me :smiley:

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Oooh, is Tom Petty the halftime show? Cool.

Already the thought of going to work tomorrow is giving me a headache. Or maybe that’s the hangover.

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Lessee… Went to the gym, I need to vacuum the family room, shower and go get the ribs & chicken before 4:30. Yeah I can tackle all that I think.

I have boring cats, they’re all sleeping, and I want to be entertained dammitt!!! Maybe time to pull out the catnip and get some action going.

Eh, that would involve getting my tail off the couch. Perhaps later.

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I went to Target and picked up gushy food, including some of the super expensive stuff. Now the cats smell like tuna. After they ate, they were racing around the house like lunatics, and then howling at the front door. I opened the door, they raced to the edge of the porch, and stopped. Keisha hid behind the planter and Skunk hunkered down and stared for a bit. I opened the door back up and they ran back inside. They were outside, oh, 30 seconds or so. Cats are weird.

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Are you perhaps thinking of the last line of Some Like It Hot, when Jack Lemmon reveals to Joe E. Brown that he’s actually a man?

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No doubt about it, Bengals like to be up high. I just went to hang up the last of my laundry. Half a dozen of my shirts were off their hangers and the hangers were all kitty-wampus. Apparently, in the attempt to reach the top shelf of my closet, super-kitteh lept from the dresser, not realizing that clothes on hangers move. Cracked me up! Guess I should keep my closet door closed??

We’ve got the two bedroom doors open, but scaredy cat won’t venture down the hallway. Right now, he’s sitting in our bedroom doorway, looking in this direction. Wonder when he’ll get his nerve up??

He does seem to be displeased with our extremely narrow windowsills. Guess when we replace the windows, we need to ensure we have wider sills.

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Lunch has been et, grocery store was done and groceries are put away.

I went in not needing much but they had tons fo stuff on sale eg Laundry detergent which I may have bought next weekend was half price so I bought it this weekend, Good deals on steaks and I got buy-one-get-one-free on ground sirloin. So I spent $124 :eek:

Chicken is thawing for dinner, kitty is sleeping on the couch, last load of laundry is in and I need to make up the bed. The I will tackle my closets!

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I am doing laundry, too.

Everybody but you is a serial killer. Can I offer you some lotion?

Congrats, Dobby! I’ve been quit for 11 years(I smoked for eight).

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Welcome, newbies! (Don’t worry about the nicks - it takes a while. And if in doubt, ask!)

What a weekend. Friday was my day off, but I had to go in a couple of hours in the morning, and then they needed me around 3:30 until 5:00. But we got the stuff released as was promised, and my check will be a little sweeter!

Then yesterday, I found Lucy behind my recliner shaking and shivering. She wouldn’t come out! I rushed her to the vet (as I am wont to do) and they took x-rays (which she had to be sedated for.) Nada. They diagnosed muscle pain, and they gave her some pills. Today she is fine of course, but a little gimpy. She probably pulled something while trying to jump the 6-ft fence to get the squirrels. Stoopit dog. My wallet hurts more than her leg. Next time I might not be so quick - those doctors charge an arm and a leg…

I got some laundry done the last two days, and the last load has been sitting in the dryer for a couple of hours now. I went grocery shopping for the week.

I’m putting on a spread for the Superbowl, just 'cause. It’s just us three, but I’ve got a pot o’pintos bubbling away, and I’m gonna make some hot wings, and taquitos, and queso.

Tomorrow’s MMP is written and I’ll post it before I go to bed. See y’all manana!

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As I warn my son while he’s doing his written schoolwork- beware the indefinite pronoun!

It was gefilte fish, not soap- :shudders: :smack: :slight_smile: