This one was ice cream, the last one was frozen pizza, but no Meatloaf spills.
I guess Two Outta Three Ain’t Bad. 
One could write a song about that.
When they asked the lyricist, he ran out of the studio like a Bat Out of Hell.
I’m disappointed in you; the correct response was, “You took the words right out of my mouth.”
Last night I dozed off just long enough to wake up and not be able to fall back to sleep! GAH!! I hate when that happens. I felt like I was tossing and turning all night - I know I woke at least 3 times.
Yes, I do need my vacation, thanks for asking. A week from today. 
And I won’t have www access while we’re gone, so try not to miss me!
Today started in line with my lousy night - there was fur growing on the swiss cheese and the provolone. Dammit. But I won’t be buying any more till after we get back. Stoopit cheese.
On the plus side - the drizzly rain continues, so yay! Happy Thursday!
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to work.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 75 Amurrkin out and partly cloudy with a predicted high of 90 and maybe a chance of rain. This mid-October summer weather is ridiculous! I feel kinda bad this mornin’. Achy, stuffy, icky. I may go back to bed.
OK that’s all I got. Don’t want to eat and don’t want anymore caffeine. Maybe back to bad is a good thing.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
Woke up with a sore throat, hoping it’s not the onset of a cold. Been a good year, not one day sick in bed (so far), but ya never know…
Making a donation to National Public Radio for my good deed of the decade…
Now garbage need to go out to the curb and I need to try and replace the innards of my toilet tank.
Have a good one, all y’all.
Blurf feel better all the sickos.
Only 3 more work days till vacation, not counting today, and all of a sudden, everything’s critical!! I told these guys 2 weeks ago when I’d be gone. All I can do is all I can do…
For now, all I can do is lunch!
Housecleaners were supposed to come today, which is a day of rejoicing here. It is one of the things I offload to save spoons. It often gets postponed because getting everything ready is also a spoon user. Anyhoo, they did not show up. I am changing housecleaners. 
Pooka-bear does seem more comfortable. Fingers crossed.
I have had extremely delicious cinnamon pound cake for breakfast. It was good. Very good.
Happy Thursday. 
See underlined part for why everything is suddenly critical.
BTW, I just finished lunch; you’re probably already thinking about dinner, huh?
I have to think about dinner on my drive home, to decide whether to stop and grab something like last night, or mentally inventory the freezer if I decide to cook. We don’t eat till after 5 - we’re not that old yet! 
Howdy Y’all! I did go back to bed for a while this mornin’. I felt better after a couple more hours sleep. Plus we had a nice rain with hopefully more on the way. We shall sup upon cubed steak 'n gravy, smashed N.O.T., peas 'n carrots and rolls. I’m actually hungry now so I’m sure it’ll be good.
MOOOOOOM of course it is all critical and must be done right now! Then again what I learned from my irkin’ days is that it ain’t necessary all that critical when it comes down to it all.
Well, crap on a cracker. I screwed up my time card 2 weeks ago - I failed to account for 6 hours, so my paycheck was short. Dammit. I’m not worried about being paid for it eventually. But I don’t remember what I did that day, and our time has to be charged to specific projects. Maybe I can figure it out… maybe…
**FCD **wants pancakes for supper, so we’re off to Cracker Barrel in a little bit. I’ll get haddock, because YUM!!!
What do you take for a haddock?
I take aspirin.
We have supped and the kitchen is clean. Chillage ensues. Good times.
flytrap we oughta put your head on a pike for that pun.
metal mouse, on behalf of my listening pleasure and my puppy’s (I leave the radio on for him during the day and it’s set to one NPR station or another), thanks for your support.
Tonight, I’m chasing down the kid bag for pickup this weekend. The parent who received it passed it on to the grandparent who actually [del]herded the cats[/del] worked with the kids. Meanwhile, I’m fixing supper and throwing Rocky Raccoon for Nelson.
Home with happy tummies. It’s still drizzly and quite cool out - I’m thinking good sleeping weather. Mel should make sure it’s good.
Other than that, no plans for the evening. Just chillage.
That, Sir, was a Classical Reference to the Marx Brothers film Horsefeathers.