Damnit, I think the Dope just got blocked at work… (so far only the main page)
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 66 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 88 and possible rain and tstorms later this mornin’/afternoon. Yay!
I am goin’ in to irk for a while this mornin’ to take care of a few things and then I think I’ll come back to da cave to deal with electronic paperirk just cause I can. Also, I want to smoke some chikin boobs on the (duh!) smoker and I don’t do that unless I’m at da cave because it’s electric and I don’t feel safe leavin’ it on when I’m not here. It takes about four hours to do a bunch of chikin boobs. I guess 18 is a bunch. So, we’ll have chikin boobs for dindin a couple of nights and the rest will go into some soup and/or chikin sallit. YUM!
That’s all I got for now. Time for more caffiene and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Rainy day, cup of coffee…
snuggle on the couch and drift off to sleep…
No, wait, scratch that last bit. Scramble around like a mad woman getting everyone to school and me to work.
Le sigh.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
Blurf/0. Another night of insomnia by dog.
Funeralizing on Thursday. While I always look forward to a trip to the old stomping grounds, this is not a reason I like.
It’s grandbaby day! At 6:00 am they start inducing. I’m going to take Faye to school (DIL’s little brother who lives with them doesn’t drive.) Then I’ll head on over to the hospital and wait for Emma to join the party!
Congrats! Hope all goes easily and you’ll soon have a new sweetie!
I know! It’s seared into my memory. I watched an interview of his first wife where she told this nasty ass story. It was ages ago on either The Merv Griffin or Michael Douglas show, I think. But it’s always the first thing I think of when I hear his name.
Ah.
Respect for IvoryTower returns.
I haz a grumpee
Blllluuuuurrrrrff.
Up between ten and twelve with acute food poisoning, wanting to die. Girls up intermittently between twelve and four, got up at four, got another hour ofr sleep between six and seven.
Kids ate chocolate cake for breakfast, watching Doctor Who now. Write-Off Day.
We call the girls Grunt and Snort, or the Thin One and the Fat One. Which would you like for their MMP nicknames?
My vote is for Grunt and snort. So sayeth the guy that has a cat named Booger.
Collectively they’re know as The Chorus.
They’re loud.
Grunt and Snort it is, unless anyone votes differently. I’m holding Snort right now, and Gnat is flying exploding Lego Tardises around my head while TomKitten eats uncooked lasagna noodles.
That kind of day.
Up at last, finally. I had a terrible night also - woke up around 3 with funky tummy. Guess I should have gone easier on the trail mix. The raisins and nuts got together and in the wee dark of the morning, they forced me from my warm bed THREE TIMES!! I tried watching TV to make myself tired again, but it didn’t help. However, I did drift back off some time before 6 and finally awoke a bit before 9.
And on top of that, I was having an incredibly stoopit dream that included Joe Pesci, altho he morphed into my ex-SIL a few times. I can’t pretend to tell you what the dream was about, but I know I was furious at Joe/ex-SIL for not paying attention when I was telling him/them how something needed to be done.
Anyway, I’m up, it’s overcast, and I’m going to get the green bedroom done today. When I talked to **FCD **last night (poor guy is exhausted - I hope he gets sleep before coming home) he said he could take my big box o’ discarded papers and toss them into the mega-shredder that comes to their office. So yay, since our shredder is pretty crappy, and slow, and really doesn’t shred all that well.
I also need to change the sheets on our bed - this morning, I noticed some blood spots under the end of my pillow. They’re either from the cut on my arm (that occasionally tucks under the pillow) or from FCD’s cut finger (which he also occasionally tucks under my pillow) - anyway, that’ll make 2 sets of sheets I get to wash. Rah.
And **LiLi **- I also cast my vote for Grunt and Snort. They need something to counter their adorableness! 
More caffeination required - it’s gonna be a long day…
Did you feed him a Snickers bar? :dubious:
Good Gad.
No, I woke up before I needed the Snickers… 
It was gone?
Post 60.
Blurf
That is all
JIM