I’m up, but I’m taking the day off irk. Oh, no fun day for me. Nope, I get to go to the DMV to re-new my license, then the barn so the vet can take digital x-rays of Bob teh Wonder Pony’s stifles. Hopefully we can figure out what’s wrong and treat. My goal is to make him comfortable. He’s 27, and I think our riding days are over. I’ve been crying a lot.
This doesn’t tick me off enough to start a whole new thread, so I’ll vent here.
“Kennedy curse”?? Really?? C’mon people - if you’ve got a big family, chances are you’ll have a lot of deaths, including accidental and untimely. Now, if every Kennedy who died was murdered, that would be a curse. But old age, substance abuse, and unfortunate accidents do not a curse make. People die. We all will, eventually, probably, whether we’re named Kennedy or not. Sheesh - sometimes news headlines are just stoopit.
I’ve wasted enough time. I’m going to start the chickie carcass to boiling, then go out front and do some weeding and planting. Then who knows - indecision is the key to flexibility!
Argh, Thomas just pooped all over his crib. Laundry is my hobby.
Lord, thank you! Ehr, I mean, lady Paula.
I need to take my car for its mandatory checkup… off to search for ITV locations in Barna
I am officially brain dead irk wise. I cannot get anything accomplished. I am considerin’ leavin’ the office to “irk from home” the rest of the day. Useless am I here.
Or not.
One never knows with me.
Break time!
The chickie carcass is simmering in a pot with onion and poultry seasonings - I can smell it outside!! My 3 'mater plants are now on the back porch where they’ll get lots more sun than out front. I’ve planted 2 plants from my mom, decided where to put 3 others, transplanted 2 from my garden, and started weeding. I also yonked up another dozen evil paulownias and fixed the trellis that the blackberry plant is leaning over.
The strawberry plants have to go. The few berries I harvested were mushy, and far too many are being eaten by yard denizens. It’s not worth the aggravation. I may transplant them to the front hill for ground cover and to feed the front yard denizens. I’ll buy from my local berry lady and support her farm.
Meanwhile, I got a sweat band, changed to my old glasses so I don’t booger up the good ones, and made myself a big mug of ice water. Back to weeding. rah. Waiting for the yard fairy who won’t show up, dammit.
I did give up and am now at da cave. Mayhaps a little N.O.L. will motivate me. Or not. I do like the idea of bein’ able to irk from home at times so maybe that will motivate. Or not.
And I quit! I did more than I’d originally intended, so that’s good. All but one plant that I got from my mom are in the ground. The other will go in tomorrow - it requires me to do some moving of existing plantings and I don’t wanna mess with it today. I’ll start in the cool of the morning.
Time to make a sammich and assume the knit position for a bit. I’m almost done with the shawl and I’ve got a video that I borrowed from my daughter months ago - I’ll watch it and give it back to her today.
**swampy **- pot roast was last night, so it looks like we’re slightly out of sync. 
Off to the kitchen with me now!
Sometimes the culinary GMTA aspects of this place are alarming. We had pot roast last night as well. :eek:
**Mom **- what will I be cooking for dinner tonight? Don’t look now, but I’ve got leftover rotisserie chicken in the fridge.
If I make braised mongoose in kumquat sauce I wonder who else will. 
**gotti **- I see chicken sammiches, maybe chicken salad sammiches. Or something else - what do I know??
Off to the kitchen with me to pick the carcass and chop up the meat. Good times!
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If I make braised mongoose in kumquat sauce I wonder who else will. 
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Hopefully nobody.
Look, I bought that mongoose to braise before you posted, okay? Don’t ruin it. 
We’re having thawed-out creamed chicken combined with rice to make a casserole. I’ll top with cheese and heat it in the oven.
Not me. Fried weasel on a bun is my menu item for tonight.
**BBBobbio **- did you get the Amish weasel, or did you wuss out and go to McKay’s??
Looks like I’m not going on a road trip with **FCD **after all. One of the guys he’s going to see in Johnstown will be going to Rochester with him. He’s leaving Sunday night, so he may get home before Firday - huzzah!! I hope…
As soon as daughter gets here, I’ll drop the dumplins on the chicken and dinner will be served.
Everybody knows only free range weasel will do. The braised mongoose in kumquat sauce aka roast beast and gravy was good if’n I do say so myself. Smashed N.O.T., field peas with snaps and rolls made for a right tasty dindin.
So MOOOOOOM will be left without adult supervision again.
Well, I’m going against the tide and I’m making stir-fried beef with snow pea pods, and fried rice.
Did I tell y’all that baby Emma will be induced to come out next Tuesday? 6:00 am. I hope it doesn’t take long! Her name will be Emma Dorothy. Dorothy is my mom’s name, and Mr Rebo’s mom’s name, and Sarah’s grandmother’s name! Is that cool or what?
Plus - her nickname will be Emma Dot! (Two of the three were called Dot for short.)
I’m gonna be a grandma next week! (If not sooner!)
:: does Grandma Happy dance::
:: falls over::
Yay for grandma Rebo!
I checked out the apartment I called about yesterday. Seems really nice. Kind of small, but it’s just me so I don’t mind. I took the application home and just filled it out. In/appropriate appendages crossed, yes please. I’m hoping the fact that I still own a house makes me seem more responsible.
Speaking of the house, Complicated Friend (a name not seen here in quite a while) sent me a message on Facebook of the letter and pictures he sent the former tenants’ parents of the mess they left the house in. :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad: I’m currently forming a posse to get them, who wants to join me? Bobbio, we can also take out your former mortgage people on the way. It’s just a couple of hours up the road from Pirateville.
Spaz, I appreciate the offer, but the posse needs to go to Dayton OH, not Cottonfield or Currituck counties, cuz the Bastards Responsible[sup]tm[/sup] are there. I have been successful in applying the SEP Field to The Former VunderLair, and have the letter to prove it.
ETA1: All appendages, appropriate and especially the inappropriate, are crossed for the potential new digs, Spaz.
ETA2: Babehs are so kewl, Rebo. Future Conga rats, Granny!