Rifty (or is it Spats) is up for the MMP tomorrow. Remember he said he wanted to do it.
Today I had some good bbq for lunch. All prepared by somebody other than me! That’s twice this weekend I’ve eaten at somebody else’s place. I’ve got a pot roast in the crock pot that will be supper tomorrow and probably Tuesday, as well. I’m cooking it with carrots and taters (N.O.T.). I think I’ll cook some field peas and maybe make some cornbread tomorrow. Or not. I got a meeting tomorrow night. We’ll see.
Oh and the rain that was supposed to be here yesterday showed up today. YAY! It’s stopped for now, but we should be getting more. We need it. I think my grass is smiling, even though I have been watering it on the designated watering days for us folks who live on the even side of the road. Actually, the whole thing is voluntary, but I try to do my part to conserve. I’m all environmental like that.
Bobbio good luck on the house!
Rosie, my boss has shoulder length hair. I’ve noticed that when she wants to put it up at work, she sticks a pencil in it. If you have long enough hair, maybe you should try that. Looks real classy and smart.
And I didn’t even know I had it til about half an hour ago! See, last October I was in Wally*World and they had a biiiiiiiig sale on floor fans cause it was the end of the season and all. Well, being as I’m not one to pass up a bargain when I see one, I snapped up this nifty looking fan cause I use floor fans in my living room, bed room and on my back porch during warm weather. So, a little while ago I go out to my storage building because I suddenly remember that I bought this fan last October and being as it is now warm weather time, I should use it. I brought the box onto my back porch and opened it. I get out the fan (it’s in two parts, the fan part and the base part) and put it together. I root around in the box to make sure I have everything out of it before I throw it away, and guess what I found? Go on guess. I’ll wait.
Through guessing? Ok, I’ll tell y’all what I found…
A REMOTE CONTROL!!!
Yep, I have an oscillating floor fan with a remote control! I can turn the fan on and off, change the speed and make it oscillate or not all by remote control! How jake is that!
Yes I have been playing with it. It’s in my living room cause I figured I need to show it off to and impress my guests. I called ACBG and told him. He told me not to stay up too late playing with it.
What is it about guys and remotes?? :rolleyes: It’s gotta be that testosterone poisoning.
We had a nice visit with my mom. She made crab cakes - yummmmmmm! And cucumber salad and twict-baked taters (N.O.T.) and crusty itralian bread, and yellow cake with chocolate cake for dessert. I’m stuffed.
FCD, good son in law that he is, fixed her pond pump (just a little corrosion on the contacts) and repaired her vacuum cleaner (broken wire - Mom thinks it chafed itself apart) and fixed the pump on her little bird-bath thingy (the tube fitting was wonky.) He’s such a good sport about helping out my mom. I knew I married a winner.
It’s raining now, and it’s supposed to keep it up over night and into tomorrow. Sorry, Taters, but we really do need the precip. And from what I can see, it’ll be nice Tues, Weds, and Fri, and only 40% chance of rain on Thurs - whaddya want?? Sheesh, this isn’t the sunshine state!!
It ain’t that it’s just a remote. It’s a surprise remote! I didn’t even know it was there when I bought the fan. See, that’s different.
Ok, if I had actually read the stuff on the box, I woulda know it then, but I didn’t. I looked at the box a little while ago and lo and behold it says right there on the box Remote Controlled.
Oh and I know FCM’s, Taters’ (and Mr. Taters’), Bumba’s, DenMum’s (that’s Mrs. Bumba for those that don’t know), Rig’s, Rue’s, Bobbio’s (duh!) and Picu’s real names. Those are the one’s I remember off the top of my head. I also know Shibb’s real name but he don’t post much in the MMP anymore.
I know what you mean about clothes, Taters. I only find stuff I really like when I’m not actually looking. I’m currently looking for a bag for work stuff (sort of a casual briefcase). Got my last one at Kohl’s a while ago and the handles are starting to get a bit tired.
The fan sounds…ermmm…entertaining.
OK…I’m completely gardened out. We had our plant giveaway at church this morning - very popular. Hauled plants out, handed them out, handed out bags to put them in. Great fun. Then I headed out to another nursery to scope out their selection for a group plant-buying expedition later in the week. And, of course, to buy for here. I think I have pretty much everything I’ll be planting, now.
Anyhoo, after I came home, I got all the plants organized and started to plant stuff. Did a bunch of the perennials and had planned to mow, but my allergies have been really annoying today, so I decided to leave it for tomorrow. Should be able to finish perennials and annuals tomorrow and also mow.
I’m considering what else to do this evening. Really need to do laundry. Dinner would be good too.
Last week VunderWife dragged me into the local Big Lots, and they had a fan with not only a remote control, but also an FM radio and a cassette player in the base. Probably that’s with they were at big lots, because CDs are the bee’s knees anymore…
I don’t know which makes me feel like a loser more–my not knowing anyone’s RL name, or not being on anyone’s list…
Back from work–hellishly long day. It would have been a nice day, if I could hold my head up. Throat is like sandpaper on new blister sore. Cannot talk, at all. No fever (believe me, around nurses all day–my temp was taken repeatedly). Rx from nice pulmonologist (this job does have perks!) and hot tea and hot bath and then:
You can tell me. I won’t tell anyone else. C’mon, just tell me. [del]I need to add another to my list. I MUST have a bigger list![/del] I would really like to know your name.
One last quick post before I head off to bed. I don’t think I’ll have time to post tomorrow before I leave. I need to get up fairly early because the shuttle to the airport is picking me up at 5:15 a.m.
FCM, a “chance” of rain almost always means rain here. So, you have to understand where I’m coming from. It’s nothing that I’m not already used to, it just would have been nice to see bright, blue sunny skies.
I’m all packed, except for my toiletries. I’ve cleaned out my purse so the change that was in there doesn’t freak out the machines.
Swampy, sounds like you have quite the fun toy there.
I’ve got my camera too, so I can take pictures of the gathering. Mr. Taters must have reminded me about five times today to not forget my camera.
**Rigs, ** I really hope you start feeling better sooner, rather than later.
Well, I should head to bed. For those of you not meeting up with me this week, I’ll see on the Dope next week. I’m gonna miss the MMP, but at least I get to meet some of the MMPers in person. I’m really looking forward to that.
So, the rest of you fine folks take care, and I’ll be around next week. I’m sure you’re all going to miss my rambling posts immensely. Right? Right?
Today is the day I pray to whatever God there is that we can get this whole play together in just three more days.
The director made one of the techies cry. I felt really bad for her.
Swampy: that remote sounds like something I’d get hours of entertainment from. on heeheehee! off hee! lowhighlow**offroll around giggling uncontrollably.
Rigs: I’m sending you some vegetable soup. so if your computer is fried tomorrow, you can blame me for gucking it up with soup.
Rose: you’re getting some soup too. I suggest getting cornrows. You can wash those and they stay all in and stuff for like a month. I’ve never had them, but that’s what I hear. That or cut your hair ultra-short so all you have to do is wet it and it’s done.
Taters: have fun!
I don’t know ANYBODY’S name and I’m pretty sure nobody knows mine (it’s not Dorothy. Although I kinda wish it was. I like Dorothy.)
also, somebody uploaded the first season of Top Model on youtube. The temptation! but no. I will go to bed and wait til the show is over before watching trashy TV on the internet.
after this play, I’m going to become a crazy wild child. Watching TV, drinking buckets of diet pepsi, going home after school, y’know- all those crazy naughty things all the other kids do.
Only Drae knows my real name (Altho Bobbio might remember it)
I ended up not going to the Sing today, I felt like warmed over dreck* today. It’s 2:am and the birds outside my bedroom have been chirping for half an hour like the sun was already up. What’s up with that? So naturally, the cat is active, running to the window, then to the living room (there are birds in my peach tree out front) and back again - always across the bed, and subsequently, me. (ow.) okay - back to sleep.
it’s a Yiddish word meaning a nasty ugly stinky mess (or more simply, crap)
