What a co-inky-dink! I’m off to a STOOPIT meeting as well.
I’m hoping it doesn’t drag on for forever and a day. Some folks in this particular regular meeting LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE to beat dead horses. :rolleyes:
Driving Husband wants advice on glasses selection. I’m meeting him in an hour. I hope to bring a Patented Kitchen Cleaning Device (Quasi-Daughter) back with me. As I bake, she can clean. It’s a perfect arrangement!
I think Attacks Husband is coming over tonight as well. We’ll be having chocolate gingerbread and cinnamon buns and brioche lemon curd sandwiches (I made lemon curd. I would always rather make messes than clean them up) and grilled pepper and zuchinni salad. And something else, if I think of it. I think there’s some leftover potato cauliflower curry.
In the meantime I’m waiting for bread dough to rise.
I will look into scooter rental prices
BWAAAHAAAHAAAHAAAHAAA Bobbio! The classics just never get old do they.
Potato cauliflower curry? That just seems soooooo wrong. I think it’s the cauliflower, nature’s anemic vegetable, that makes me think that. I’d go clean Lissla’s kitchen for some of the rest of the stuff she made though.
They never do. Classic, juvenile, and clean all in one shot…
Well, I’m home, but I’ve got to run down to the boat - again - because I forgot to put the registration stickers on yesterday and they shoulda gone on back in December when the old ones expired. grrrrrr
So I was here but now I’m going and I’ll be back later. Till then, welcome, skinny and penny! I’ve noticed no one has instructed you to send me the obligatory love offerings of fine chocolates. I’m crushed. I feel so unloved. And stuff. <insert deep, sad sigh>
That’s fine. Don’t worry about me. I’m OK. Really. I am.
You have a boat? CanI get a ride?
starts packing chocolate furiously
I have a job interview on Thursday! I’m dreadfully excited and I have to iron some pants. Quick, somebody come look at my clothes and tell me what to wear. The Suit would be easy, but I asked the lady and she said it wasn’t necessary. So I’ll be darned if I’m wearing that thing when I don’t have to. It’s really warm.
Alright! Go Telperien! I knew you could do it. What sort of job are you interviewing for? Big company or small? How are you going to manage the commute? Inquiring minds need to know! You knock 'em dead, okay? 
Yay Tel! OK MMPers we need to start with the good thoughts and vibes right now.
It’s with the same big company that Roland works for. It’s day shift, so the commute shouldn’t be an issue, as the bus should get me there and back all right. (Hmm, better check the map before I jump to any conclusions.) People will call and gripe at me about their loans.
Woohoo, interview! I always find it best to dress up at least a little for the interview. If they tell you the dress is business casual, I’d wear a suit for the interview. If they say it’s just plain casual, I’d go business cas. I can’t remember who told me to do that. But it doesn’t matter, because you’re not me. And if the suit’s too warm, the hell with it.
… Says the woman who can wear her jammies to work if she just makes sure there’s no spots on 'em.
I went out to Bed Bath & Beyond at lunchtime to pick up a shower gift for tomorrow–same bachelorette, of course, and my office throws a kickass shower, if I do say so myself. Good cake. Anyhow, I bought one single bath sheet for FORTY DOLLARS. (Of course, I’m putting it together with someone else’s gift so we don’t look all cheap and stuff, but forty dollars for a freakin’ towel!!!
Of course, it’s a really nice towel.. Wrapped around me twice and covered me from armpit to mid-shin. And it felt like terrycloth heaven. If I had forty bucks to blow per towel, these are the towels I’d have.
And you better believe I’ll do JUST that!
Interview good! Uh, I mean Interview well!
Knock 'em dead, but not so dead they can’t hire you.
I’ll think about it, Draelin. I seem to have read that rule somewhere myself. I better behave myself, I guess, so I actually get the job.
Just popping in to wish Tel good luck on the interview. So, GOOD LUCK!
I’m with Drae on the dressing for the interview thing, by the way.
Hee hee hee! Three guesses what just happened, and the first two don’t count.
Another person from the same company just called me about another job there!
feels popular
Now, you’re already to hitchhike.
**Tellie ** - I’ll third the business/bus-cas thing. You want to be just a teeny bit dressier than they are. You are, after all, trying to impress them, but not overwhelm them.
OK, I’ll bow to your advice, ladies.
But which blouse should I wear? Hmmm. Why do I not have a white blouse?
I hate clothes.
We have a boat, but it may well be sold. That’s why I had to go down there - the prospective buyers want to take it on a sea trial on Friday, then it’ll be hauled out for an inspection. So this time next week, we may not have a boat… <sigh>
Our favourite Indian buffet always has a potato cauliflour eggplant curry thing. It’s great.
I’m actually thinking about putting out a table runner and doing little dishes of things. I must be sick. This is for the three people who drop in unannounced the most often. And they rifle through the fridge. Well, Quasi-Daughter does.
Wear a nice blouse and something on the bottom. That’s all I got. I hate interviews. Good vibes and knock 'em dead.