(Yes, two words.)
Guten Morgen.
As Rosie & the rest of the Jewish Mumpers get ready to celebrate the holiday of Passover (one word) tonight, I will spend a significant portion of my day in a (only slightly oversized) sardine can as I “pass over”* the 'lantic Ocean! I’m tired, I’m exhausted, & I get extra hours until sundown. 
The church bells are ringing outside as I type this; I saw some amazing, (& quite old) buildings but I am definitely churched & synagogued out after all that I saw this week!
- Aren’t you glad to start your day off with a groaner?
C’mon, you know you want to hijack; however, you should give a better pun first (at least for the first 3 posts or so.)
Safe trip, Spidey! Had you already told us about this voyage? Because if you did, I know I forgot… I’m so glad you started this - I’m up early and I was afraid I was going to have to think up some sort of topic. 
Commenting on several posts in last week’s MMP - goody goody, wouldn’t I just love for the house across the street to become a Mumper Safe House. Or Hideout. Or House of Ill Repute. And with no HOA, there would be no recourse!! :eek:
**FCD **didn’t lock the crate properly last night, and Higgs was able to open it, at which point (0412, to be precise), she came charging back to our bed. He took her out to pee, then she settled down to sleep, snuggled up against my legs. I tried to fall back to sleep, but I guess I was rested enough, and I got up. Dog has been fed, and she’s back in bed with her daddy. I may or may not join him in a little while.
Today is supposed to be mostly overcast, with rain moving in tonight and all day tomorrow. I was going to do laundry, but I think that will wait till Weds. I will, however, get some grass seed down in one section of the yard. Then Mother Nature can water it for me. **FCD **is making a run to the auto paint place for the polishing compound he needs to finish his bike. I’ll have him get some lime on the way home. In the interim, I’m going to spot clean the carpets, because I know how to have a good time!
Happy Moanday, all!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 67 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 84 for the day with rain movin’ in this afternoon. Tomorrow shall be rainy with a high in the mid 60s. Wednesday will be upper 60s, then temps move into the 70s again. 'Tis the cool down before Easter I reckon.
Spidey it’s way too early to think up a pun. Hope you’re havin’ fun in what I gather is Germany.
Rosie, Flytrap and other Jewish Mumpers Happy Passover.
I walked down to the mailbox to get the mornin’ paper and sneezed all the way down and back. We have a “high pollen alert” in effect. Maybe the rain will help with that some.
Ok, I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Moanday Y’all!
Achey, painey blurfs. I hates yahd irk, almost as much as I hate snow.
Gefilte fish is a dish best served cold.
Can’t wait.
I’m now dressed, breakfasting, and getting ready to face the day.
**FCD **will be leaving shortly and I’ll break out the vacuum cleaner and start on the carpets. Woohoo! Then I’ll do a little yard work. Finally, I’m gonna bake a batch of chocolate chip cookies - the butter is out to soften.
What I really want to do is sleep a little more, but instead, I’ll do the responsible adult thing. Dammit.
Happy Passover to those who celebrate, and happy Moanday to the rest of us 
I am at irk, having a blurfy day and looking forward to a couple of short working weeks. I’m off to sunny Antwerp on Friday for the weekend with a bunch of friends so that should be an entertaining few days. Then I also get Tuesday and Wednesday off because the uni is closed.
On Tuesday I will be taking Shadow to the vet for his booster shots, and on Wednesday I’m visiting my doting parent and taking her to the doc. What fun!
A Zissen Pesach!
By close of business today, I’ll hear about the fate of my apartment application. I did not sleep well last night.
Blurf.
Morning all,
If you haven’t seen TAO drumming, I would highly recommend going to check them out. They were teh awsome!
Got most of my hairs cut off and dyed a deep red on Sat and then had awsome Greek fud.
Actually my whole weekend was pretty awsome. It was a nice change from the blahs.
Happy Moonday!
It’s a cool 65 degrees with a projected high of 77.
Which means the idiot HFH will be putting the AC on today. Doesn’t matter, I’m leaving my window open. I like fresh air.
I don’t know what is up for today.
Irk for a while. I’m still waiting for the new contracts on the house and for the utilities to be turned on so I can get the inspection and appraisal done.
I’m sure that sometime this week there will be a road trip to Hagerstown.
If 4 people go in with me we could buy the house across from FCM. Five bedrooms means 5 of us could move in. Don’t worry though, my Mackie won’t join Gordie and Higgs in waking **FCM **. He’s still snoring away this morning.
I haven’t gotten up yet even though my back teeth are floating because the (expletives) are up and running in and out and all around and taking up the bathroom all morning.
I could run downstairs but I’m not sure where the hounds are and once Mackie wakes up he will want to head right outside. One of the hounds tried to attack him again last week.
The male half of the HFH started giving my mother grief again about her wanting to buy another car. She thins it’s because if she gets another car they won’t be able to park in the driveway anymore. I think it’s because they don’t want her to spend their inheritance and because they want to her be trapped and dependent on them.
So as soon as mom gets back home I am going to ask her loudly when does she want to go car shopping, and I’ll have brochures ready for her to look over.
No puns from me
hard to think when your back teeth are floating.
Up, Caffinating and a bit Blurfy
Happy Moanday all,
Jim
I’ve never been one to enjoy puns. Sorry, but I’m with Samuel Johnson in believing that it’s the lowest form of humour.
Got to see the actual extent of damage on the porch roof Saturday morning. And it was caused by exactly what we thought - incomplete flashing under the siding that allows water to get to the wood under-structure. So that was fun - now it’s a couple of days before we can get someone over to rip everything out and replace it.
And like at Swampy’s neck of the woods, there is far too much tree sex happening. Everything is yellow around here.
Good morning!
Interesting weekend - had a visit with my kids (now 15 & 14) and went down to my parents place on MD’s Eastern Shore (which is what we do because where I live is too small for a visit right now). Next weekend I will take them for 4 days and we’re going to a PATC Cabin in Pennsylvania.
This will be our first ‘camping’ trip together; log cabin with fireplace, wood stove & bunk beds; no running water or electricity located in mountains near the Appalachian Trail.
What was nice about this weekend was I built on a conversation I had with the kids during the last visit a few weeks ago: they both already have ideas of what they want to do after high school, and they both want to move in with me. As it is the loss of my children that bothers me the most about the destruction of that marriage, the idea they wish to rejoin me makes me very happy.
My ex has done a good job raising them so far (and I told her so), but I will appreciate the opportunity to take over. Tack on the fact that the local community college has courses in both their chosen fields, that UMD had courses to finish their degrees, and that we’re located well for both is great. Also my friends who I am renting from (and who are my kid’s godparents) are willing to accommodate my growing and changing housing needs is even nicer.
So it was a good weekend. The kids are happy because they now know their futures are secure past high school, and I have some concrete goals to work towards for the next few years.
Good weekend indeed.
I’ve finished vacuuming and spot-cleaning - with luck, when the carpets dry, we won’t see evidence of pee and hork spots any longer. Meanwhile, the house is wide open to let drying air in! And I left the assorted components of the carpet cleaner disassembled on the back porch so they can dry.
Higgs is running around like a nut case, trying to get Taz to rassle, and Taz is looking for a place to avoid the black tornado. Ziva, as usual, is hiding under my side of the bed. She doesn’t like the vacuum cleaner or the carpet cleaner.
Cat box is scooped, and the seeds on the back porch have been watered - assuming the idiot squirrel who was digging in the pots didn’t eat them all. I need to move my spider plants from the small guest room to the front porch, but with lows in the 30s threatened for the middle of the week, I think I’ll keep them inside till the weekend.
It’s sunny right now, but it won’t last. I’m going to be lazy for a little while longer, then I’ll get the dirt ready for grass seed. No rush. It’ll still be there in an hour.
Yay, tugig!!! So glad things are going your way - goodness knows you’ve had enough crap to deal with lately.
Winchester usually gets up between 6 and 7. It could be worse, but it would be great if he let me sleep in occasionally.
I had a busy weekend. Saturday Winchester went to the vet for all his shots and pokes and stuff, and then I took him to the park as a reward. Less than fifteen minutes in, he turned too fast playing with a pit puppy and wrenched his shoulder again, so we took poor Limpy home. 
Gave him some aspirin and let him rest, and he’s bouncing back just fine. Poor guy doesn’t understand that, like many of us, he is quite simply Too Old For This Shit. Roomie had a similar problem because she went to a concert in the city on Friday night and didn’t get home until 2 a.m. She was pretty much useless the rest of the weekend. 
We met an Irish Wolfhound at the dog park on Saturday, though, and we’re thinking really hard about that being our next dog, once we move. Roomie just loves the idea of teeny little me walking a horse, I think. But the one we met at the park was incredibly sweet and well-mannered.
Speaking of our next dog, Roomie and I have been talking about stuff like that on Facebook lately, and why must people offer unsolicited advice and tell us what we already know? One friend is all “Well, make sure Winchester has a say in the decision!” No, you idiot, we’re just going to bring a strange dog into the house and hope Winchester deals with it. “Oh, you’re thinking about a wolfhound? Be careful, they’re prone to hip dysplasia and don’t live very long!” Gee, really? A dog the size of a small pony might have joint problems and not live forever? I am not a stupid person. Why must people treat me like one sometimes?
Yesterday I spent a pleasant afternoon telling all my relatives that no, my house hasn’t been sold yet. So that was fun. Tonight I have to wake up in the middle of the night to look at the eclipse, because you don’t just sleep through something called a Blood Moon.
Happy Passover to those who celebrate … I’m sure in two weeks somebody will give me a leftover box of matzoh, which is usually the extent of my religious observance.
Mornin’ y’all. I’m up and caffienating. Getting ready to venture out and get some laundry laundered. Tonight I find out if I need to go to the courthouse tomorrow to be extremely prejudiced against everything put before me.
There are still **ants **on my computer desk. :mad: Someone suggested I put sage down to chase them off. I’m about to do it.
Remember there’s a total lunar eclipse at O-dark-hundred tonight! (3 a.m. Eastern Time) I’m seriously contemplating getting up to see it.
Those Wolfhounds are wonderful creatures (I’ve looked at them longingly for years) but yes their very, very short lives are too heartbreaking. I had a (mostly) Newfoundland mix during and just after my first marriage. I still sorely miss him.
A coworker and friend took on a rescue Great Dane. That was such an intelligent creature (I can’t bring myself to call them dogs) that she was almost like his wife in her behavior, thinking and attitude. She too died too quickly.
- Thanks Mom! Yeah I’m moving on as best I can. These events were a nice surprise, I had nebulous ideas before. Funny what direct, honest conversation will get you!
Do I remember right that the shed guy rutted up your yard? I was speaking with my dad who had the same problem with a ditch mowing neighbor. He’s going to borrow a rototiller to till up and re-seed the ruts. Don’t know if that would work for you.
Well, time to roll off to the Dr’s, then to work. Catch y’all later.
Stoopit forecast rain will probably hid the eclipse from my neighborhood. Oh well, I don’t need to be waking up voluntarily at such a stoopit hour!!
We had to dig out for the ramp, so we have a couple of piles of dirt that will be redistributed throughout the yard. I’ve already put some in a couple of the ruts. We’ll see what happens after the rain tamps it down.
We were thinking about getting estimates for a load of dirt spread, but after the costs of moving and fixing up the shed, we don’t need to be spending more. So we’ll do what we can, and maybe next year see about having something done in the yard. Or not. If the grass would take hold, it’d hid a lot of ruttage! 