Appropos of nothing here, I just have to say, I LOVE the company that we contract some of our special routes to.
They are literally THROWING White Sox tickets at me. Good ones too - 3rd row off the side of the dugout on the 3rd base side.
Look for me Saturday AND Monday.
Are you the one who is bright yellow and squarish?
Me, I’m a Cubbie fan. Nyah.
Am back from very stoopit meeting–I cannot even describe the depths of the stoopid. Nothing accomplished, but at least the framework for next month’s meeting is in place.
No wonder things happen slowly…nice day out but I’m too grumpy now to care.
Poo.
Howdy, gang!
I have been a big 'ol couch potato today. I woke up, had some coffee, and watched Brokeback Mountain. 4 kleenexes! I loved it! So sad, though.
Then I got off my butt and planted some herb bushes that I bought on sale - basil and parsley. And my little tiny seedlings (that barely sprouted) along with 'em.
Then I got back online, and finished the taxes. (Only about an hour.)
And I cut up some meat for dinner - I’m marinating some steak and veggies for some kebabs. Taters (N.O.T.) are scrubbed and foil wrapped, awaiting placement in the oven. And I’ll make a salad in a minute.
I tell you what, I could get used to this life of leisure…
Driving Husband wants something main-coursey. I must now try and put together a main course. In twenty minutes. He’s frigging cleaning the kitchen afterwards.
Oh, darn.
Guess I’ll just keep all this chocolate, then. 
Keep the chocolate?? And just how recently did you submit a love offering???
Well, if you have no boat to give me a ride on…
I guess I’ll send you the dark. I don’t like it anyway. Er…dark **chocolate **that is. If I went around not liking “dark” I’d be not liking myself.
Wait just gol-darned minute here. *I * have a boat, where’s my love offerings of chocolate? I happen to love dark chocolate. It’s the best.
I’ll give you a ride on my boat, I’ll tow you around on water skis, and I’ll tow you around on this big giant inner-tube thingy.
But first…you must send me offerings of dark chocolate.
Oh, Ok then. It’s all packed up, I’ll just mail it to you, instead. Boat wins me over every time; the water skis are just an added bonus!
Fine. Be like that. I’ll just go vacuum. So there! 
Have I mentioned I’ll be the only person in my office on Friday. Well, in my building, since I’m in the little building out back and like it that way. I could come to work in my undies and nobody’d know. Oh wait, I have to meet with some folks Friday morning, so I better wear pants. Probably a shirt and shoes too. Dang! I make my life so needlessly complicated sometimes.
I forgot to tell y’all about the tragedy that occured at the swampcave this morning. It was nearly a horrible tragedy but I was able to avert that, fortunately. My coffee maker died! :eek: That was my first reaction, which included some naughty words when I saw it leaking. Tragedy! Water pouring from beneath onto my countertop! It’s of the spacemaker variety. As I said though, I was able to avoid horrible tragedy because I have a spare countertop model just for emergencies. Be prepared. That’s my motto. I stole it from the Boy Scouts. So, anyway, the spare is a baby coffee maker. It makes four cups. Enough for two mugs, so I was good to go. I drank more coffee when I got to work which I don’t usually do. So, this weekend sometime or other, I get to forge my way through the horror that is WallyWorld and buy a new coffeemaker. I hope I can find one like the one I already have. That would be good cause then all I’d have to do is take the old one off of the brackets and slide the new one in. That’s what I did last time. So there you have it. A tragedy averted from becoming a horrible tragedy. That’s a whole lotta drama for 4:45 A.M. Maybe I should go brave WallyWorld tomorrow. ACBG is also a coffee drinker and since he’ll be hangin’ round here over the weekend, baby coffee maker just will not do for Saturday morning. He was very supportive and appropriately horrified when I told him of coffee maker’s untimely demise. He now sees the advantage to having a backup plan for such emergencies. Actually, what he said was, “Well, hell, why should it surprise me to know you’d have a spare, you have a damn spare everything else.” He thinks I have an obscene amount of appliances. Well, if his coffee maker were to die, he’d have a horrible tragedy. I think I’ll make him buy a spare. He’ll thank me when, and believe me there will be a when, his coffee maker just ups and dies early one morning, cause we all know, that’s when they like to die.
The End
Horror! I’m so glad the story had a happy ending cause I was scared.
What you need to do is buy two so when the next one dies, you’ll have a backup standing by that you know will fit the bracket.
You’re welcome.
Or you could try my solution: Don’t drink coffee. Saves time and money.
Oh Yes! I will make sure ACBG is with me when I do this. When he asks I’ll give him that explanation. He will be amazed! Astounded! Stupefied! And it could possibly make his head explode. It’s all good!
YOU! Out of the pool!
Wow, this place has been busy today! I have a headache and am using it as an excuse not to spread mulch Chez GT.
Hey, Mika I’d be interested in learning more!
Funny jokes. Made me smile.
Am thinking about dinner. It was supposed to rain, but instead has been quite nice. Maybe I’ll go for a walk. Also, I need to do laundry.
Back later, hopefully with less headache.
GT
PHHHHHHBBBBBTTTTTTTT!!! So There!
I’m sorry, your lips are moving, but all I hear is gibberish.