**sari **- when I was a kid, I *LURVED *that canned ravioli. It was associated with all kinds of good childhood memories. Not too long ago, I decided I had to have some. I don’t know if my palate has changed that much or if the recipe has, but it was a disappointment. I find frozen ravioli is much better, plus I use my own sauce, which is very yum.
“Supper” was some string cheese and pretzels. I just needed to take the edge off my hunger. Ice cream later because, well, ice cream. 
Surely so.
:dubious:
Off work. I walked Gordie, slothed a bit, and now I’m having a salad and getting ready for the game. Life is good.
sari, buy a can, east a couple of bites, and mail the uneaten portion to the Collections drones. All your problems solved in one fell swoop. 
Yay for being published (again), Midget.
Ruble, sounds like fun. And it would be goofyer to spend cash for a concert, on top of travel. lodging, and beerverages.
Time to have some ice cream and recline. MWAH!
Bought a roasted chicken at the grocery store, will probably just disassemble and consume without embellishment. I crave protein.
Today was OK in terms of how many showed up, not so much in terms of how much got done. Doesn’t help that we have the two I mentioned before, whose work pretty much has to be redone, which costs the rest of us a LOT of time and aggravation. One, I’ve been informed, is leaving in a month. The other is still pretty new, but we may have to politely suggest to our supervisor that he take a look at her work, since the rest of us don’t seem to be getting too far in terms of her learning from us.
We’re also losing a GOOD worker to another job. Happy for him, since it’s better pay and hours (and he does have a family), feeling sorry for us losing him.
So, I nearly made an ass of myself: I was about to post a thread in ATMB to ask why one of my posts got deleted, and just before I clicked on “Submit Post,” I remembered that I made that post in a different thread than I thought I had.
That happen to anyone else lately?
Nope, But welcome to the MMP. Pull up a chair and stay awhile.
Do NOT loan Dogbutt or Spidey any money.
Just a word to the wise.
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Says the man who forces his wife to work in a Dark Satanic Mill.
:dubious:
Spiderman is a beloved superhero, while a carnivorous plant is a plant that eats flies. Who do you really want to listen to? :rolleyes:
& the new girl is no longer the new girl. I won’t even ask for a loan of a (single, one) tissue to get over it.
Swampy, when this showed up in my email, for some reason, I thought of you: [spoiler]A little old lady goes into the store to do some shopping. She is bewildered over the large selection of toilet paper.
“Pardon me, sir,” she says to the store manager, “but can you explain the differences in all these toilet papers?”
“Well,” he replies pointing out one brand, “this is as soft as a baby’s bottom. It’s $1.50 per roll.”
He grabs another and says, “This is nice and soft, strong but gentle, and it’s $1.00 a roll.”
Pointing to the bottom shelf he tells her, “We call that our No Name brand, and it’s 20 cents per roll.”
“Give me the No Name,” she says. She comes back about a week later, seeks out the manager and says,
“Hey! I’ve got a name for your No Name toilet paper. I call it John Wayne.”
“Why?” he asks.
“Because it’s rough, it’s tough and it don’t take crap from anybody!”
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Up, out to ride. Given the time between posts, I’m hoping for a nap later.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 66 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 91 for the day and sunny. Nice cee-mint pond weather!
Spidey HEE! My requirements for tp, other than there bein’ a lot of it on hand, is two-ply, safe for the septic system, and on sale.
Welcome Hesitant! This is a workin’ nickname. I’m sure a consensus will be reached at some point. Or not. We can be contrary. Yep, I have done the same thing.
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Purtification must also commence at some point. One must be presentable to receive guests at one’s cee-mint pond.
Happy Sattidy Y’all!
I tried to sleep in. I got up when Higgs was fussing, fed her, and went back to bed. She joined us, but she was too wired to sleep, and after about 30 minutes, **FCD **got up. So I’m showered, dressed, halfway thru breakfast, with a load of jeans in the washer and a dozen eggs being hard-cooked as I write this. All before 7AM! Are you impressed?? Oh, yeah, and Higgs is now snoozing on the love seat behind me. Idiot dog.
Apart from the laundry, the only other big plan is to finish cleaning the dining room carpet. Everything but the hutch will be removed, and it shouldn’t take more than an hour at most. Then, who knows??
Up and caffeinated. I’m running to the Hazmat dump to drop off the assorted crap in a bit. Then cleaning time.
Methinks the lady doth protest* too much*, Reluctant A.
Two loads are out on the line drying and the third will be done in a few minutes. I’ve boiled and peeled a dozen eggs - they’ll become salad after I’m done cleaning the dining room carpet.
Sadly, the last of my iris are done blooming. On the other hand, my daylilies are on the verge of blooming. And the azalea that looked so awful is filling out - I need to feed it again.
Busy busy!!
Laundry is all drying. Dining room carpet is drying, with the aid of a fan. I think it’s time to build some egg salad.
What a morning!!
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Despite having two past sleep tests which came back negative for sleep apnea, RT had one again this past week and his oxygen levels were so low that they actually stopped the study two hours in and put a mask on him. He isn’t home yet, but today the lady came to the house and brought his new machine. Having slept so good for the time that he actually had it, he’s looking forward to using it.
I don’t remember if I ever mentioned before the battles/discussions that Dave and I had over his not using his CPAP machine, but we did. I had no idea that this woman sitting next to me on the couch explaining everything would have me fighting back tears but I was and still am a mess. It’s funny how things come back to you.
I’m so glad that he had the test done. He didn’t want to do it, but he did it for me. He didn’t think it would matter since he’d done it before. I had forgotten how much it mattered. I am truly grateful.
Hope everyone has a great Saturday. School’s out for me. I’m just working on getting the house cleaned and waiting for RT to get home.
Happy Saturday!
It’s a sunny 73, gonna get up to 87 and be a hot one.
I still haven’t turned on the AC, I’d like to go a little bit with nothing turned on heat/AC wise.
It’s supposed to cool a little next week.
FCM I never liked canned ravioli when I was a kid, so no idea why I get cravings for it. I did like FrancoAmerican UH OH spagettios. Go figure right? And Flytrap, I’m sure it would have taken but 2-3 bites and craving gone.
Doggio I like the way you think.
I got the carefirst/experian stuff straightened out. You have to use IE instead of Firefox to sign up. Thankfully once signed up you can go back to FireFox. All the damn ads on IE made the screen almost impossible to read. Seriously, they were across the bottom and down the right hand side. I don’t know if IE has an ad blocker or not, if I had to go through that all that I’d never get online.
Th only flowers blooming in my yard are the queen anne’s lace, which is really a weed I know.
It won’t be this year, but next year we’ll have to get out there and pick the bricks out of the yard and level out the dips so it can get a good mowing. I saw a town truck riding up the alley yesterday and the driver was stopping to look at the yards. The one two doors up is very overgrown between the fence and the alley and the truck sat there for quite a while. I have an awful lot of queen annes lace poking through the back fence, I hope that is not something the town will complain about. The yard itself is mowed.
I have to go to the armpit twice next week. Well maybe not all the way there on Toosday. I may drive to my friends house and she will drive me to the hospital for testing. Then Firday I have to go to the cardiologist, who is in the armpit.
The sensible thing to do would be to drive down on Toosday and stay until Firday instead of going down twice, but I don’t know if my nerves can handle that.
I’m getting better at deflecting the bullshit but it’s still tiring.
Anyway pretty much SSDD