The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Garden Gnomen

I don’t recall that I ever made Carnation soap Ashes[sup]2[/sup]. Musta been that other guy, you know, the one who deserted us in our hour of need. I could see if I could get some Carnation essential oil, or fragrence oil, iffen you wanted. I 'spect it’d sell.

FCM don’t encourage him!
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Good on ya GT. I slept in until 9 this morning, but it’s a wonder I slept at all, it was so hot.

Thanks for the nice review Lissla. I don’t know what happened to the rose petal jam , I haven’t seen it for a while. Although it coulda just dissappeared into the black hole that is our refrigerator. The less said about that the better. Your carboliscious pastry creation sounds delish, by the way.

BEAMING

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FCM, your restraint is admirable but unneccessary. I wouldn’t ever take such comments from you as threats. Fashion hints perhaps, but…never threats. Maybe I should wear that outfit if I meed Swampy.

Spent the morning at Friends Meeting for Worship, then about 2 hours after with two other members having an incredibly interesting discussion on God, estrogen, testosterone and life. Quite amazing.

This afternoon? Cleaning out the downstairs cabinets and kitchen. -yawn- I much preferred this morning.

Time to hit the stupidmarket for more kitty litter. I swear. I’d own a brand-spanking new van if I didn’t have to keep dealing with cats who insist upon defectating once or twice a day. :dubious:

BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I can’t believe I missed being able to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE BEAR, SWAMPY, WITHOUT HAVIN TO ATTACH “BELATED” TO IT!!! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

That’s what I get for being lazy about getting on the computer on the weekends. And, yes, Friday was too part of the weekend cause I took it off.

In other news, new carpeting has been installed in the family/living room and it looks just faaaaaaaaaabulous with the travertine floor. Mr. Anachi has not lost his sense of humor. He said, “Take a good look at it cause it will never look as good again.” Oh, he’s such a kidder. :wink:

Tonite I’m gonna cook some eye round steaks I had tenderized by the nice butcher dude and some bread and butter sweetcorn which, alas, I know will not be as good as gt’s cause it didn’t come from the farmer’s market.

swampy, I promise I will clean up my act and do much better in future.

Seeing as it is late Sunday afternoon, no one probably see this, but I’ll post anyway. Why? Because I will be MMP-less Monday through Thursday because I’ll be out of town camping.

I’ve made my requisite trip to Costco for the victuals and refreshments and will soon start packing up. Fortunately, the place we’re going to is only about and hour and a half away, so it won’t be a long drive.

Hubby insisted that, along with the hamburgers and hotdogs, I buy steak and chicken for this trip, so he’ll have to haul our gas grill up there as well.

We’ll be camping at Lake Kachess, so we’ll be taking the boat and toys too. The weather is supposed to cooperate too. See? There’s a reason I always take my vacation in August. I better not become to smug, or the weather gods will rain on my parade, literally!

Ashes, you need to kick your former healthcare providers in their collective hineys. What a bunch of asses! See, you’re nicer than me, because I’d be reporting their sorry asses to the state. Their behavior is just unexcusable and totally unprofessional. I cannot abide poor performance, assholery, and arrogance in healthcare providers. I have absolutely no problem telling them when they’re screwing up either, verbally and in writing. I’ve done it, and if it ever happens again, I’ll do it again. It didn’t even happen to me and I’m sitting here just seething! Oooooooooooh!

Well, I need to make tater salad to take on the camping trip now.

That’s what I was going to say. If you haven’t told your ex-doctor why you left, you should definitely write a letter, including the names of the people you talked to (if you know them) and specifying the medication you were taking, how much was left, and what you overheard. Can’t tell if it was the doctor or the nurse practitioner who was saying that you could go to the ER if you had seizures; in either case, I imagine it’s a violation of their professional ethics. I’d copy the state medical board and your insurance’s provider relations department since it sounds like you’re not the first to have this experience. They might not be able to do anything, but at least they’ll have another complaint on file and maybe they’ll accumulate enough to make the doc feel the consequences. Glad you found someone who takes the practice of medicine more seriously.

Your vacation sounds like fun Taters - have a good time!

GT

aiyiyiyiyiyi!
This is what happens when I go off and have a weekend, I come back and we’re up to six pages already! Yipe, I say, Yipe!

Happy Birthday Swampy!!!.

and um… lots of other stuff too (I would have done colour too, but…)
I’m sick today, and on cold medicine, which is making me sicker,
so I’m not quite as caffienated today.

I’m just kinda…

…blurgh (pretend that’s a wobbly font, cos that’s how I’m a-feeling).

A quick "Tales from the Danger Side’ story before I drift off into my workaday miasma. The sweetest wife in the world cooked pancakes yesty morning, while I kept my sick (lazy) ass in bed. #1Dangerson asked, ‘whatcha doing mama?’, and SweetestWife says, ‘making pancakes m’dear’. So #1Dangerson nods, and goes to the fridge, gets out the chocolate syrup and puts it on the table. SweetestWife asks him why he’s doing that, he looks at her like she’s a big twit and says, ‘pancakes!’. He only 2 and a bit, which makes it all the funnier.

me go blurgh now…

Cartoon, I have discovered the secret to No Kitty Litter. Stop feeding them! No cat food, no litter, no mess!

Mr. Lissar has not let me try out my solution yet. He is unfair.

Tomorrow I’m working and then Driving Husband, Mr. Lissar, Quasi-Daughter and I are going to Mr. Lissar’s godparents for a barbeque. So far we’re having brie and crackers and hummus and chicken satay shiskebabs and corn and grilled veggies. Q and DH are making lemon ice cream for dessert.

This reminds me that I was going to eat chocolate ice cream when I got home. Ill go do that now.

You’ve all given me things to think on and plot about. I definitely am going to tell my ex-doctors they can shred my files for all they’ll ever need to be using them again. Now to pick up a poison pen and let their ‘bosses’ know. It’s really horrible how many doctors down here take advantage of being so far from alternatives. I stuck with them because I didn’t want to take a day off work to drive to San Diego just for a doctor’s visit. The worm is turning-- with more people moving here lately, more doctors are following. Here’s hoping competition means no more waiting five hours past your appointment time.

FCM, you have cool dreams. Well, scary really, but how neato is a black lion? All I ever get are dreams about not being able to get my boxes packed for moving. Though that’s better than the one dream I had where I took some person I didn’t know and flew with them up so high they died for lack of oxygen. And then I ripped their head off. Eep!

Stoopy cat, get your tail off the monitor!

I could have sworn you made carnation soap Bumba, but I probably only wished it really hard and thought it was real. I do that sometimes, like when you could swear you told somebody something and it turns out you’d only planned to. You shouldn’t make carnation soap because of me, I always like the strange scents that nobody buys and end up in the ‘23 for a penny’ bin.

Darn, missed saying adios to taters. She really should have waited till she could take that interesting nighty with her. That way she could sleep and no animals would see her and get bitey.

You know, I was going to do lots of stuff this summer that I didn’t get to during the year. It’s been something like six weeks and I don’t think I’ve done but three of them. I need my mom to make me feel guilty for being lazy. Dangergene, you are supposed to just lie around when you’re sick. That’s the only good thing about being sick!

Yay for the **Anachi ** clan! New floors and improving health are very Good Things. You enjoy your professionally tenderized steaks. I’ll just sit over here in the corner eating pasta salad again. Which is why **Donkey ** has to warn me when he’s going to be funny. You have a particular kind of funny that sneaks up and baps me on the head and then I am in danger of inhaling said pasta salad.

It’s monsoon season at last! Wahoo! Go monsoon season! I love it when the temp goes up to 120 and the air is so wet you can hardly breathe! It’s better than Christmas and my birthday put together, oh joy!

Yeah, I’m not buyin’ it, either.

Yup, just checked again and no MMP yet. So I’ll just bump this back up and screw with the space time continuim. Hee hee.

I noticed our lack of MMP too. Oh, well. Not like anything exciting happened over the weekend anyway!

G’morning ever’body!

And here I’d thought I’d be late for this week’s MMP … Rue, y’okay? :slight_smile:

And the receptionist is, once again, MIA. I am putting in a requisition for a valium drip right here at my desk.

::sigh:: Why do I think every time that I have a meeting on one of our market reports that it’s going to be different? I do these 4 times a year and each time I think it’s going to go well. And every time they tear it apart. “Where did you get these numbers?” Um… I dunno, I pulled them out of my… um, hat. Sheesh. Where do they think I got them from?? I researched them the way they told me to back when I started. And no, I can’t remember exactly on each and every one of the 800-odd records whether or not I actually talked to the owner. Ugh.

[/rant] Thank you for listening. We now return to your regularly scheduled MMP. Or, well, last week’s scheduled MMP.