Thanks for the b’day wishes. I completely forgot to check this thread yesterday. I’m thinking of changing my name to Huehuecoyotl which means “very old coyote”.
I’m not going to say what happened yesterday, I’m tired of always complaining and having bad news. So whenever I want to complain about something I think I will make myself do something productive first, since I like to complain a lot this might mean I will actually get some other stuff done. I will now go clean the kitchen floor.
I can’t even get through one thing without generating more complaints. I was going to use my steam mop on my kitchen floor and discovered that a teeny tiny part was missing and without it the mop is useless and they don’t even sell replacements for it, which is dumb. It’s the little knob the closes the water container. Chances are it fell off and got kicked under something or my boyfriend in one of his obsessive floor cleanings swept it up and not realizing it was something important, threw it away.
I did clean my floor with a wet swiffer so I did earn the right to this complaint, bit I’d rather have been able to steam the grout.
ShinyCat - LOLworld lurves your kitteh
coyote yuck about the steam mop. I loves me my steam mop! So now do you have to buy a whole new mop? That just sucks!
ShinyCat has a cat celebrity! Hee! Pimpin’ Cat!
taxi you’re back! YAY!
Ok, I need to get dindin started. I’m gettin’ hongry!
OMG!
Worked over today - how dare they schedule a meeting for 2 when I leave at 2:15!!! 
The T-storms are working their way thru the area. Good thing my 'mater plants were tied up… mostly. One is kinda laying over. I’ll fix it when the rain stops. FCD just called - he’s in Charlottesville tonight, so I get to feed his fish. Yay. :rolleyes: I may recruit my kid to do that.
swampy, just a little job huntin’ suggestion - you’d look stunning in a blue vest… 
I can say that because you don’t know where I live…
So, is it Firday yet??
Somebody missed me?! Awwwww, thanks! ::blushes::
Supper done been et. I sliced up some hot dogs and onions and cooked 'em up, then poured a can o’baked beans into the mix and heated it thru. Served over pasta - beanie weenie fettucini!
OK, I lied about the pasta part. But the rest is what we had for supper. tasty.
Chocolate moose crap for later.
Daughter has left to have coffee with her buds. I expect to crash early, 'cause I’s tahred. Oh yes, I have an exciting life… :rolleyes:
Complaining is what the MMP is for! I’m not sure if it makes me sadistic or masochistic or what, but I like listening to other people’s gripes. Maybe it makes whatever’s bugging me at the time seem less irksome, or maybe I am sadistic, but I say bring on the complaints!
Ummmmmmmm… MOOOOOM I do have your address and access to GPS. Just sayin’…
Plus, ya know, I don’t know as Wally*World would be all that bad. I mean, when I left, I’d leave everything there cause ain’t nuttin’ I can do about any of it at home.
Or not.
Dindin was teh nummies! Plus leftovers for tomorrow! I’s makin’ sketties on Thursday cause I want me some sketties.
Coyote what taxi said. We’re here as a soundin’ board. A mostly sympathetic one even.
Blurfity blurf blah blah.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Another damned dogfight tonight. This time I got bit, but not badly; just skin marks.
Anyone want five boxers, cheap? I’ll even throw in the wife who collected them as a bonus.
Glad you weren’t hurt too badly, Bobbio. All the same, it sucks you were hurt at all.
I’ll have to pass on the offer of the boxers, though.
I’m worried sick about my dog.
I’m going in long enough to finalize a report tomorrow, and then I’m coming home to wait for my husband so we can take him to the vet. I really, really, really hope it’s not as bad as I think it is, but he wants us both there in case a decision has to be made.
I have NEVER, EVER, seen my dog like this and it’s freaking me the hell out. I hand fed him some cooked, boneless, skinless chicken breast, and got him to drink some water. Every so often, I call him out to the kitchen to eat a few more bites. It’s a real struggle though.
He didn’t even want any of his treats today.
I’ll take the dogs but you have to become Mormon and take my wife and house as part of the deal. I’ll even throw in the skim-coat of mud on the basement floor as a bonus.
Dam storms and flash rains combined with sandstone foundation - sucks.
I’m still jagged out on the adrenaline, and can’t sleep.
The worst part was the fight was my fault. I didn’t put Freya away like usual when I took Gracie outside because I thought Freya was asleep. When Gracie came back in, Freya sauntered into the kitchen, and they squared off. I had both separated at arms length and was managing, then Loki joined to provide his own justice.
Loki went after me after the fight broke up, like he did with Jane. I managed twice to get him by the throat, and had enough pressure on that his eyes were bugging. It got my point across without a lick of a doubt in his puny mind. The difference was that I wasn’t afraid of him, and she was. I really hate to say it, but I was tempted to keep squeezing. If it happens again, maybe I will. :mad::mad::mad:
I am so fucking sick of dogs right now, what with the 3 older ones fighting, and the 2 pups shitting and pissing in the house. Of course, I have to clean it up, because she won’t.
My mom got home from grandma’s a lot earlier than I thought she would. We all three went to taijitsu, and instead of dad cooking dinner, I took us all out to sushi. My mom had gotten my a gift certificate, so that was $25 free and we had to spend at least 40.
Er, it ended up being no problem. In fact, we spent almost a $100. I’m sure the $10 nigiri I had (mmm, toro) and the bottle of sake I got didn’t help at all (it was a mix of apple and raspberry. I LOVE raspberries). But it was all really good. Dad wasn’t particularly happy - he doesn’t like sushi and isn’t a huge fish fan either. He’s really not that adventurous of an eater. I didn’t let my parents see the bill.
I was off today, so I committed the sin of extreme sloth. I did go to the Canes Booster Club meeting.
Sorry, Bobbio. I’ll trade you Gordie for the boxers.
{{{{Taters}}}}
Coyote, sorry about the mop. “Steam the grout” sounds kinda naughty, though.
Sure, I know everyone needs to vent, I just get tired of myself being a Debbie Downer. This way if I may myself refrain from complaining until I have done something productive then maybe I can get some stuff done.
I don’t think I will buy a new steam mop because that will surely make the missing piece show up, so I will at least give it some time to turn up on it’s own. I would like one of those hand held steamers but that last one I had broke after a year (another Shark) and I didn’t want to get another one like that.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’.
{{{Taters}}} it’s tough when a beloved pet is not his usual self. Here’s hopin’ for a good outcome. If it is worst case scenario, then you can be comforted in knowin’ you gave him a happy, healthy and much loved life.
BBBobbio would gettin’ rid of the younger ones be an option? There’d be less dogs. Five dogs seems waaaaaay to many for anybody to deal with.
doggio if it’s only one deadly sin, that ain’t too bad!
ShinyCat saki be fine! I likes me some saki. I like sushi too but I also have an unambitious eater to deal with so I don’t get it often.
Happy Wednesday Y’all!
ETA: Coyote another way to look at it is, get the new steam mop and then the missin’ parts shows up. Then you have a back up! Win-Win!
Morning all! yes, it is still morning here but only for another 8mins.
I signed in earlier intending to post here but for some reason I didn’t. I think I got distracted by chocolate. Oh well, that’s a good enough excuse, right?
Fat Club was kind to me last week, I stayed the same weight as the week before so that’s good enough for me. I had a rather naughty start to the week and got better as it got further on, so I have to work a bit harder this time round and see if I can get below my target level next week.
Nothing else going on, I am just hoping VBob stops fighting dogs and trying to give the wife away!