Thirty-three pounds of flour? How on earth would I store thirty-three pounds of flour in central Florida without having the icky bugs get into it before I’ve used an eighth of it? :eek: I’m sure I could be okay with buying, say, a five or ten pound sack instead.
Man, that is a LOT of flour. Your house must feel like a turbocharged bakery.
Did y’all know that if you hang your clothes out to dry on the clothesline, sometimes they come back in the house with spiders on them?
Jebus! 14 kitties! We have fun handling just four. 14 … well, that’s enough purr to register on the Richter scale. Your house must look like you have a tribble infestation. 
Somewhat quiet day at work, not too many calls, and they have tended to come in clusters. I like having the office to myself. I get to watch episodes of Family Guy on the PDA between calls. 
I have slowed down the baking (she says defensively) since the month after I got my KitchenAid. I went through more than thirty pounds in a month then. I’m sure everyone who’s been MMPing since Christmas 2005 remembers the frenzy. I have a sealable big plastic bucket, and I freeze my specialty flour for 24 hours to kill any bugs or eggs.
I just made three dozen buns- whole wheat, yogurt white, and egg bread. And the kitchen is relatively clean, too.
We’ve got a hand-me-down KitchenAid stand mixer from my future MIL. I’m just hoping that we can either find all the parts or replace them for relatively cheap without ordering off of the website. (Can one tell what size bowl they’re going to need without having another one present?) What’s even better is that I may have convinced my mom to give me the attachments that she doesn’t use when I move out. (FTR, it’s a meat grinder and a salad shooter attachment. Don’t know how handy they’ll be, but it’s worth a shot. Apparently she used to make fish and potato pancakes with the meat grinder when I was a wee Tashii.)
:eek: 14 cats. 33 lbs of flour. I don’t know which to be more shocked over! :eek:
Imagine if you combined the two!
That would be fun.
Here, kitty, kitty…
I’ve got excellent news.
We’ve been working on renting a house for the past week and have been in negotiations with the property management company over this. Our “dream house” was taken off the market on Monday by another set of renters, so we settled on something a little smaller and not so glamorous while we worked on the papers and deposits. Today, after everything got approved, we got a call. Not only did we get approved for renting, but the “dream house” was available to us-- for $50 cheaper per month than listed. All we have to do is fill out the paperwork and bring a cashier’s check for the deposit, etc. this weekend. All the stress that we’ve been going through in securing a place to live is going to be over in a couple of days. I’m so excited-- it’s our first house!
::does happy dance::
Cool!
Having been in the hunt for housing more than once, I know perfectly well what a pita it can be - I’m so glad you weren’t just able to get a nice place, but the one you wanted!
Yay on having a place to clean and take care of! (just kidding-congrats!)
I am done with my website! yay! (I think there is something wrong with two of my links, but I’m not sure…)
off to waste time-because I deserve to! I spent the morning working, then ran errands for two hours, put groceries away, put laundry in the dryer and finished my site.
Phew!
I am coming off the post-Internet interruption jitters. Our service was out ALL MORNING here at work. Can you even imagine? People had to talk to one another! Oh, and I got some work done too.
You all wouldn’t believe how flexible I am. Just a month after beginning yoga once more, I’m winding myself up into prezels. (Anyone familiar with the ‘pigeon’ pose? I did that.) Plus doing scary stuff like putting my head on the floor while standing with my legs outstretched. I feel fantastic. 
I’m moving from sadness and disappointment straight into sorrow overload. I really need to back away from the 24/7 CNN/NPR/newspaper coverage of the Va Tech killings. And what did I do but just read Arnold’s thread on the Pulitzer Prize for photography. 
I think I’ll go look at cuteoverload.com.
Hey, I got to check in after all - our meeting ended about 1:30 instead of 3, so we were able to escape the DC beltway before rush hour hit. I was home by 4 - in time to feed the critters. I’ll be leaving in a little bit for class, stopping on the way to have something to eat. **FCD ** didn’t want supper and I didn’t feel like cooking for just me. So I’ll get something in La Plata before heading to the college.
For the record, the meeting was boring and they didn’t even have the decency to provide donuts!! sheesh! Plus a couple of them made comments that seems to negate the requirement for the part I was assigned, so I need to talk to the project lead about whether I should proceed or get something else to do.
It’s rainy, but we’re promised spring this weekend. Yay.
That’s pretty much all I’ve got. Hugs all around, either sympathetically or just amiably, as required. MWAH!
Apropos of nothing (but that’s what we’re all about, isn’t it?) is it REALLY necessary to hit Reply-to-All just to say “thanks!” to the person who sent you the email? I’m tired of getting a ton of unnecessary emails (only from one or two people) just to say “thanks” to someone other than me. I appreciate the “thanks” email when I’ve sent them something because it lets me know that they got what I sent. But the whole group doesn’t need to know! Sheesh.
That’s my random rant of the day.
Hey all, I have been going through a rough patch, hopefully that is mostly over, and when I tried to post yesterday I found that I had let my subscription lapse. Then I had a difficult time resubscribing, because I forgot my original password, blah blah blah. Anyway, I need to read rather than skim before I make any comments, but if no one else is up for the OP Monday, I would be happy to oblige. Otherwise I will just post a long story in the middle of next week’s OP!
I need to get some stuff done, but I shall return later.
Well, today’s been a total waste. The weather matches my mood - gloomy. I’ve been desultorily scribbling out a potential MMP, though. It should be coherent by Sunday night. It has the potential to be amusing. And I have the sudden urge to listen to the Doors.
nashiitashii, yay on the new house. Your Kitchen Aid should have a model name on it somewhere. If not, I think Kitchen Aid customer service is supposed to be pretty good.
Ellen, I’m envious of your flexibility.
bobbio, 14 kittens? Is Prego outsourcing? Otherwise: :eek:
The shelter has sent us 3 other litters beyond Prego’s. They must think she’s a brood sow, not a momma cat.
I hate cats.
In another stellar example of bizarre advertising, I think I finally figured out the intent of a rather strange and ambiguous clothing ad poster I saw at the mall. I noticed it a few days ago. It’s for some sort of button-down work shirt with indestructible buttons. The image simplay displays the shirt spread out on a plain white background. The tagline reads:
“If a button pops while you’re wearing it, don’t worry. The impact probably killed you, too.”
The first time I was all like, 
. What impact? Are they implying that if the button does pop, it will do so with such velocity that the airborne button will, upon bouncing off of someone’s head at a velocity sufficient enough to kill them, it will still have enough inertia on the return trip to knock your brains out, too?
Today, I figured it out. The implication is that it would take being hit by a car (or some other such high impact event) with enough force to kill you before a button will burst. Of course, having now figured it out I’m all :dubious:. Da hell? That’s a rather bizarre and morbid way to describe the tensile strength of whatever it is they fasten their buttons to the shirts with, and an awfully obscure way to deliver it. Just weird, man.
Hi, everyone. This is just a drive-by to say I’m back in Maryland, but I discovered that New Orleans still feels like home. It was SO sad leaving. 
Anyway, we had a wonderful trip. If nobody has volunteered for next week or the week after’s MMP, can I have it? Then I can tell you all about it. Whether you want to hear or not.
Hugs, sympathy, congrats, whatever to everybody who needs it! Now I’m off to catch up on my life. And my email.
One load of stuff is taken out for the yard sale and the other is in the Jeep to go in the morning. I forgot to get change so I hope my friend has enough to let me borrow some until Mr. SCL can get to the bank and bring it to me. I feel really stupid for forgetting. :smack:
All the cats have been Advantaged so they are all mad at me. They will be much better by tomorrow, though.
The lovely, lovely nurse at the doctor’s office where I did the RSL study gave me a whole bottle of the meds. And a prescription that has 12 refills! I am so happy - I will get to sleep tonight!
Where is Swampy?
Does anyone remember the name of the Doper who knew a lot about gardening? I think she worked with a gardening magazine or something. I want to ask her about my clematis. It now has 5 or 6 of the strange flowers on it.