New Roommate’s here. Seems a nice enough sort. I am officially the only civilian in the house. Two former Marines who served in Iraq I and a former Air Force intelligence officer. cries
Poor Spaz! Does this mean you have to salute and stuff?
Sorry about the crappy work stuff, rigs. Can I bring my car over for a bath, too? 
I’ve been knitting and watching one of the Harry Potter movies. And generally relaxing.
Still tired, though.
Guess I should crawl into bed…
GT
Morning all. Durn muezzin woke HRH up this morning and she wouldn’t go back to sleep, so we have been (kind of) awake since 5am. She is presently rearranging the contents of her day-bag (the bag of clothes and stuff that goes with her to MIL’s house during the week).
Potty training is progressing - hits, misses, flat refusals to wear underwear followed by peeing half in the potty and half on the mat - the usual! 
Home from work. Gordie only wrecked a six pack box.
spaz, it’s still gotta be better than what you had.
Sorry about work, rigs.
FCM, I hope Bernie feels better soon. I did name Gordie after Gordie Howe.
Captain, I’m spending VDay at a hockey game.
Smartie, I bookmarked that site. I ain’t giving my dog a Woody, though. :eek:
Tomorrow I will scritch my aunt’s pups since I can’t get to Bernie to scritch her. Poor thing. 
I hope the meds kick in soon so she starts feeling better.
It may be Firday but tomorrow is my Firday. I want it to be tomorrow night at this time because I won’t have to go back to work until Tuesday. I like my job and all but I’m ready for a break.
Thanks for the advice, guys. I think I will pick out something myself, and he’ll just have to live with it. 
As for Valentine’s Day, we’re probably just going to stay in and I’ll cook dinner. And maybe dress up in something more exciting than usual. I hate going out and having to deal with the onslaught of chocolate and flowers being sold from every available street corner. Believe me, it’s ten times worse in Korea.
rigs, you really need to join in on my “eat more healthily” resolution. Either that or pass the M&Ms.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here. I’s also hongry! Soon I shall have to do sump’n brekkies wise. I envision bacon and cheese omelettes, grits and biscuits. MMMMMMMM…
Haze I suggest this. It’s a classic and every straight male yearn to own it. 
Ok, off for more caffiene and commencement of brekkie makin’.
Later Y’all!
Morning, I’m up, caffeinated, and off to work. Gordie is throwing tennis balls at me, and ate a shoe while I was showering.
Hmmm, I think I’ll be having an omelette too, swampy. Maybe biscuits too. Or maybe I’ll make a coffee cake.
Where’s Taters been?
Why yes Haze, you should obtain that work of (presumably) classic Americana. I’m sure Irish co-worker would appreciate it.
I’ve become addicted to knitting (and wearing) hand warmers. They’re just the right size to practice on.
Finished the headband on my hat prototype. I’m going to do the crown today. We’ll see how it turns out.
Off to forage…
GT
Afternoon all. Went for what turned out to be expensive Chinese for lunch with my friend. My fortune cookie was rather nonsensical, moreso when I thought of the swampy snerk factor:
:dubious: Huh?
I forgot to tell you this before - I was watching Barney this morning with HRH, when I heard something that made me nearly wet myself. The squirrel puppet (whose name excapes me at this time) was feeling dizzy and fell off the tree-house. As he hit the ground, he exclaimed, “oohhh, my nuts!” Seriously!
I knew it! I always suspected Barney had a hidden agenda. (don’t remember a squirrel, though, just a really really obnoxious smaller dinosaur named Baby Bop).
I am very pissed off right now re the HS and the SAT. I emailed earlier in the week with a question and the guy forwarded it on to someone else who hasn’t replied to me. Deadline is MONDAY, folks. (ok, Tuesday, but I’m busy all day Tuesday). GRRRRRR.
It was supposed to rain today but the sun is shining mightily. The snow is melting fast. Yay for a break in the weather!
**<snerk> IN BED! <snerk> **
What? Rebate in bed… it’s funny!
I make a good bacon/cheese omelette. Just thought I’d mention it. Plus good biscuits. I’m so proud of my biscuit makin’ abilities. It took me a while to get it right but I got it right.
We are considerin’ nappypoo time. Ok, what I want is omelette and biscuit “appreciation” followed by nappypoo time. I deserve it.
Now that I’ve spread a little TMI all around I’ll go elsewhere.
Later Y’all!
::Sweeps TMI out of thread::
I had a potato, bacon and chive omelette. Yum.
Hope your day is giong by fast, snowbunny.
Heee, Dotty, nuts. <snerk>
Working on the hat prototype. It’s going pretty well; the real one will be a breeze by comparison, I’m sure.
Watching movies, too. Nice way to spend part of my Saturday. Gonna go thrifting in a bit, I think.
Back later…
GT
Hello everyone. I’ve finally joined the land of the living. I was extremely ill all day Thursday, Thursday night and all day yesterday. I spent most of that time lying in bed or puking. It’s difficult to puke when there’s nothing in your tummy! I had a horrible headache that accompanied all that.
Anyway, I’m not totally 100%, but I can sit upright and I know just have a garden variety cold. :rolleyes: My head still hurts, but it’s nothing like the last few days.
I tried to read, but didn’t retain much, so obviously my concentration and retention skills are not up to snuff.
With that being said, hugs, boos, and kisses (air kisses, don’t want y’all catching this crap), all around.
Awww, poor Taters! passes the chicken soup and a shoulder rub Git better, young lady!
Doggio, it begins… They lay low for a week or so being cute and well behaved to lull you into a false sense of security and then they start thinking up the most “WTF!!!” stunts to pull. Complete exhaustion is your only hope–Gordie’s, I mean, yours will happen naturally and won’t fix a thing!
Speaking of goggies, this morning Bear has mounted an assault on Widget’s bed in the living room. It’s not his bed but he wants to be in it this morning and is resentful that I backed Widget up and made him move. So he curled up right NEXT to Widget on the edge of the bed and has been strategically squishing him back against the wall. Grumbling is happening… Ain’t pets fun?
I ordered a pair of wireless headphones and they appear to work just fine aside from the batteries not charging correctly. I put regular batteries in there and it was fine but so far either the rechargeable batteries it came with are crap or the base set itself isn’t charging correctly. I haz a grr about this.
**Dotty, **that’s the stupidest fortune cookie message I’ve ever seen–seriously, WTF?
Listen to swampy, Haze, would a gay guy steer you wrong about proper decor? 
I needs mah cawfee, latez!
Never! Not me! I’m all about the f-aaaaaa-bu-lous sense of fashion and decor.
Feel better soon Taters!
It’s warmin’ up just like they said it would. I’ll bet it’s near 70 Amurrkin outside right now.
Dindin tonight shall be grilled steaks, sallit, and if’n I feel adventurous, Freakin’ Good N.O.T.. MMMMMMMM…
I just got to work, so we’ll see how fast today goes. My aunt’s pups were thrilled to see me, and even more thrilled to see breakfast. Silly girls. I am now covered in white dog hair!
skims the first part of LiLi’s post because she doesn’t wanna know… lalalalalalalala
At Shopsin’s, I had the Reuben Hash, which is like deconstructed reuben sandwich (sauerkraut, corned beef, swiss cheese) collided with corned beef hash, and with a side of rye toast. Super-yummy. The Boy had chorizo pancakes with mango salsa, and some other stuff I’ve since forgotten but that was rather tasty as well.
Feel better soon, Taters. Soda crackers are your friend.
I suppose I should quit puttering and actually get some housework done. The house is untidy at the moment, which I’m able to tolerate most of the time, but it’s bordering on outright messy, which I can’t tolerate at all.
Da cave is spiffed. Go me. It wasn’t actually filthyfied so a little dustin’, cleanin’ the kitchen counters and the bathroom and moppin’ the bathroom and kitchen pretty much made things all spiffy.
I have to work next Firday so I only get one day off this next week. Ok, I agreed to work in somebody’s place. He’s gettin’ hitched next Satiddy, Valentine’s Day even. How romantic. I told him my takin’ his shift was his weddin’ present. Plus, I get paid for it, so there’s that.
Think I’ll go make a sallit.
Later Y’all!