Well, the lip balm melted in the dryer, so yeah. Aargh. I had some amazing Dryel stain remover (got a bloodstain out of the front panel of my wedding dress while I was making it). I’m wondering if I should buy Dryel again just to get the stain remover and try that.
And I keep lip balm in my pockets, not him. I did check all the pockets. I think maybe it fell into the laundry basket and got carted along.
Drat. We could always dye them black. I think I’m going to be in trouble. There will be Sad Looks.
I’m making Stealth Onions right now. Stealth Onions are onions slowly cooked for hour until they caramelize, and then put through the food processor and frozen in cubes. They’re what you make if your husband throws up if there are unpureed onions in his food. I may wreck clothes, but he’s damn picky.
Hey, all. Back from oil change and various errands. Off soon to Home Despot to buy a ceiling fan and a chandelier (they actually have a nice one)–because my gift card came, FINALLY!!!
$400 buckeroos–all mine to [del]waste[/del] spend as I see fit. Yay!
It rained again this morning. I am now actively looking for ways to propiate the gods, so any ideas, send 'em along… MBG the middle school bus driver stopped at #2 son’s stop and asked #2 if he was supposed to pick him up! :eek: I know #2 is tall for his age, but crimeny–he’s not the size of a 13 year old! I think that driver needs glasses…
and Cuervo looks EXACTLY like my Simon, except 15 pounds lighter.
One more helpful hint for LiLi. Throw the pants away. When Mr. Lissar asks where they are you say, “How should I know? I don’t wear your pants. I guess they are where you left 'em! It’s not my fault you can’t keep up with your pants! This is why we can never have nice things!” Then sob quietly or uncontrolably, your choice.
I guess it’s time to change my username to Smokey Stover. I just got word that I’ve been accepted as a member of the Mayberry Volunteer Fire Department.
Trying to burn down the VunderLair didn’t scare them off after all…
Yay for you! When do you start your training?
I start Firefighter 1 in a couple weeks. I’m already an EMT, so I already have some stuff under my belt. I’m very excited - nervous, but excited, too.
We went on a barn fire last Friday - all night long for a barn filled with haybales. Since no one had the decency to get hurt, I just sat around and watched. I wasn’t allowed to ‘play’ yet, but I did get to wear my regular turnout gear instead of the medic gear. I came home all smokey smelling.
So far, all I know is to show up for the next scheduled training meeting on the 11th, plus my attendance is mandatory at the Shrimp Fest Fundraiser on Saturday the 16th. I’ve got $5 that says I get the scuttiest of the scut jobs there…
Oh, and since I’m playing hookey from work Friday, I might make myself availalble for a weather related call. Ernesto will be in town and I know already how to run a chainsaw.
To be honest, I don’t remember if sex is better than chocolate. My husband has some, um, health issues and it’s been a while.
But both are better than grits.
Plus, nothing is better than chocolate. Granted, some chocolate is much better than others. The brown wax that Hershey’s passes off as a tasty treat, for example, is exactly the crap that it looks like. Godiva and Lindt, on the other hand - they know what they’re doing. Delish.
I’m having PB&J sammiches for lunch. But not just ordinary J. This is Russian Raspberry Jam that we picked up at a craft fair in Cape Cod. We spent the most time at that booth because they had samples of everything and it was all yum[sup]3[/sup]. In addition to the various jams (including Chai Tea Marmalade), there were dips for chips (like Indian Spices and Garden Vegetable and Lemon Dill) and various vinaigrette type sauces. Yum yum yum. munch
That’s the truth. Grits are something I eat at Cracker Barrel. I don’t have much trouble fighting back the urge to make them at home.
I did have tomato grits a few months ago. I guess they have a dab of tomato paste mixed in. I was underwhelmed, but I didn’t snort them all over my wife who was on the other side of the table, either.
I’ll get treated to lunch next week - our first official back-to-work day (I’ve been off all summer). It will likely be tiny little chicken salad and tuna salad sandwiches, fruit salad, chips and big chocolate chip cookies for dessert. It’s always very good.
And then school starts the 13th.
