Now, now, that’s a scientifically inaccurate sentence. The day happened, therefore it was possible!
Did that work, or should I duck?
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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 63 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 86. Another glorious pollen laden Spring day.
giggity cool story! It made me smile.
Now I must seek out more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Blurf.
I never got the hang of Tuesdays.
**Tugig **- very sweet story!
I woke at 6 when **FCD **headed to the shower (late - he usually gets up at 5) and I’m all showered and bathrobed till I decided to dress. Today is errand-running day. Probably more, but for now, that’s all I’ve decided.
I need to check about the credit union networks - never heard of such a thing. But really, it won’t be a big deal to close the account in Dahlgren and open one in my county - I’m eligible to join both Navy Federal and the Cedar Point CUs, and I know of at least 3 branches of CPCU along routes I use regularly…
Time to caffeinate. Happy Tuesday!!
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. Was up early with thunderstorms.
G’mornin.
Gonna try to make the to do list a to done list instead of being lazy today.
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(((((roo))))) ** I hope things with your Dad improve real soon!
That was a lovely piece, Tugig, will be thinking of your friend. Forgive me if I missed something obvious but you filmed the piece, yes?
Checked my answering machine this moring & had lovely messages I didn’t even know about. Guess I will have to add *return phone calls *to my to done list. The Vet visit got done. Leo is now up to date on his shots. Vet says it will be 2 weeks before it is safe in bring in Gus tho. I can’t wait!
L8er G8ers!
Yes, that’s the amusing thing about my job. 23 years into my career, make it into ‘the big time’ working in DC, and suddenly I get to play photog and reporter. It’s considered very small market in my business. But my love of a regular paycheck has forced me to adapt, and it turns out I have fun doing it on occasion. Whenever the ask me to go one man band I usually get pretty bitchy, but I long ago learned to keep my 'effing mouth shut and just do it, and most times it turns out just fine.
I’m confused. So filmed & wrote? Or were actually on camera?
bah humbug
Picking up my sis from airport. She came in from Northern CA. I think he’s been waiting for her to arrive.
Back from erranding. It was raining and it’s still overcast and dreary, altho not cold, so that’s good. I got what I needed, plus some, because that’s how it goes when you go shopping, isn’t it?
**{{{Soapy}}} **You’re in my thoughts - take care of yourself!
All of it - shot, wrote, edited, voiced, everything. I don’t even let the producers see what I am doing until I’m done (I’m not supposed to do that but sod-em, I’m a photog. They get what they get.) Sometimes I have stepped in front of the camera but that is hard to do alone, so that’s rare.
You don’t need to step in front of the camera - do like the guys who post self-photos on Facebook - shoot into the mirror! 
You’re welcome!
Well, you may all be jealous now. I’ve got a lunch date with **Tugig **next week.
Well I’m going to look at a couple of apartments today and I’m waiting for callbacks from two more. One of them might be a scam - it looks too good to be true, but there are no obvious scammy bits. We’ll see.
The only downside is I have to take some time off work, which means I have to work late on Friday, which means I don’t get to leave for the Renaissance Faire as early as I’d like. But leaving at 2:00 instead of 12:00 won’t kill me.
MOOOOOOM do let us know if gigity is as nummy lookin’ as I think he is from that photo I saw.
Howdy Y’all! Home from irk and glad. Ok, actually gonna do a little irk from da cave this evenin’ but that I can handle. ‘Tis glorious out and in the near future Ima grill steaks. For now I shall go slice up onions, peppers and N.O.T. for friggin’ good N.O.T..
Laterz!
Moooooooooom, tug on gig’s beard, will you? Tell him it’s from me.
Today dawned blue skies for the first time in nearly a week. I took the puppy to the dog park only to find the yards were still closed because they hadn’t dried out (puppies running on wet ground tears up the grass something fierce). Ah, well. Some people didn’t take the hint of a chain locking the entry gate and used the equipment gate to go on. Um, Tragedy of the Commons much, people?
Instead, I walked all the way around the park/community center with the dog and then took a trail that went down to Lake Hodges. I’d noticed the trail but never walked it before. For one thing, there are warning signs about mountain lions and bringing plenty of water and not letting coyotes eat your dog. There were also 500 year old rock paintings! And when I got near the water (but didn’t go off the trail, that would be wrong and bad), I saw white egrets nesting in a clump of drowned trees.
Rowdy cracked me up. For being half sight-hound (Italian greyhound, we think), it takes her an incredibly long amount of time to notice a lizard or sparrow right under her nose. She’s much more scent directed, but that may be because she’s never off leash in unfenced areas.
So, it was a lovely morning. And then I went home.
I’ve got a chickie rotissing, and it smells yummerrific! Sides will be instant smashed N.O.T. with canned gravy (don’t glare at me, swampy!! 
) and broccoli, with caramel pecan pound cake for dessert. There will be tons of leftover chickie, too, because it’s almost 6# - I foresee a chickie pot pie and also some soup in our future.
Incidentally, swampy, I’m not going to be scouting men for you. And Kanga, do I really look like a beard tugger? Seriously?? Sheesh… I hate to think what you’d ask him to do to me! :eek:
The weather has turned loverly - I foresee yard work tomorrow. Yay!
MOOOOOOM the only possible way you can redeem yourself for instant smashed N.O.T. and canned gravy is to give me a gigity numiness report.
I decided we needed additional vegetative matter for dindin so I steamed some baby carrots. Steak, friggin good N.O.T. and steamed baby carrots make for a nummy dindin.
I had a wondrous day between the public health department and the local horsepistol which is two towns over from where the PHD is. It seems as if even though I had all my jabs when I was a kidlet including the BCG that I may possibly kinda have TB as I had a massive reaction to the TB skin test as part of the Greencard medical - however they think it is latent as I have no symptoms. I will know in two weeks after the PHD has read the chest X-ray. And it is likely in the “interest of public health” that I will have to take medication for 9 months )(just in case anyways) which means we need to stop baby-making-practise as of right now. Shit.
Oh and work was crap also.
Instant taters fcm? Canned gravy? The Horror! The Horror