Happy Birthday Spaz!
Just heading off to bed. Let me tell you if I wasn’t already crazy, owning a business would have made me that way anyways.:rolleyes:
obigatory dunken prost Hulu + Sierra Nevada=Teh Ultimate Evil!
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Happy Birthday Spaz !!!
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Muppet, sound like you should not have Lunch for a few days. 
Oh, hello again, friends. I think I have rounded a corner in my angst, and have come bearing some good news. Today Lucy opened her eyes, responded to her name, ripped the feeding tube out of her throat, and when my mother-in-law told her that she (Lucy) needed to take a nap, Lucy snapped back with “You take a nap!” The family and I are encouraged. Babe never responded to sight, sound or stimuli, never tore her tubes out. Lucy is an ornery beyotch (which is why she is my favorite sis-in-law) and it’s good to hear about her acting out.
Time passes and grief lessens. Now that the initial shock of Babe’s passing is over I find myself able to be thankful that she is in a better place.
The tooth issue is still an issue, if you could see me now you would either run screaming, of fall down in fits of hilarity, as the left side of my face is quite swollen. I feel like a chipmunk with only one cheek stuffed. The sucker is still hurting, but no more pain meds, although the dentist did switch me from Amoxicillian to Keflex. The former never seems to do anything much for me. The dentist is booked solid until February 2nd, le sigh. I just want to get the procedure over with.
I have never had Indian food, and I look at the recipes with longing. The Madras Coconut Chicken Curry recipe has my mouth watering, I need to really search Safeway for curry paste though. I may have to order it online, but I really want to try this.
By the time y’all read this FCM and I will have advanced in our life journey. (read: will have gotten older) My friends Charlie and Trish are taking me out for sushi, yay! I have already recieved my gift from mom and dad, a gorgeous music box with a Cats theme. Appropriately it features Grizabella and the song Memory. I will endeavor to photograph it over the weekend, it is soooo beyootiful!
Both of the kids were home today from school, #3 daughter has the flu, and The Son had a rough time with his weight training class and was too stiff and sore to move. He will be in school tomorrow, she will not.
Okay, I read most, took a few notes, so if I leave anyone out (and I know I will) help yourself to hugs, frowns, prayers, etc.
Prayers and good thoughts for rebo’s dad and mousie’s grandpa.
I hope that your back is feeling better rosie.
HRH and Nava’s neice, what beautiful girls!
The best of luck in adopting a beagle doggio!
Happy Birthday Spaz!!! I hope that you and VBob have fun at your mini Dopefest!
Many, many years ago, a classmate of mine was driving back home after a night out, with a friend in the copilot’s seat and the driver’s brother asleep in the back, when they got T-boned by a 4x4. The car was totaled, the driver and friend didn’t even have a scratch, the brother was in a coma.
A couple days later, their father gets to the hospital, to relieve his son (the one who’d been driving). This was before cellulars and the house where the family stayed during the summer didn’t have a phone line (they’re what we call “toolsheds” because they’re in vegetable gardens and not legally habitable, where I come from a toolshed can be an actual toolshed or it can have three bedrooms). “How’s he?,” says the father. “Fucker’s fine, he woke up a while back, asked what day it was and when I said Saturday 5pm he asked why the bloody hell didn’t I have the basket game on.” My friend reckons that, since his brother has a thick head and has never used it, it was sort of like the 4x4 had hit a bowling ball…
May Lucy’s recovery be as full as that one’s.
So many birthdays!
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY Y’ALL
morning all - up and caffeinating here. TGIFIRDAY!!
Good news on Lucy, kaiwik and Happy Birthday to you, FCM and (belatedly!) Spaz! I can’t do too much coding on not enough caffeine, so I hope you all understand!
Prayers and healing thoughts for Mousie Granddad and Rebo Dad!
Have a good day all.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here. It’s Firday and I ain’t workin’! YAY!!!
Oh and…
<ahem> clearing throat <ahem>
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Haaapppyyy biiirrrrttthhhdddaaayyy deeeaaarrr KKKaaaiii!!!
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Haaapppyyy biiirrrrttthhhdddaaayyy deeeaaarrr mmmoooooommm!!!
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Haaapppyyy biiirrrrttthhhdddaaayyy toooooo youuuuuu!!!
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A ridiculously early (for a west coaster) good morning to one and all. Awoke at 1-ish this morning, unable to breathe again through my left nostril and my heart pounding wildly for lack of oxygen. Stayed in bed until 2 at which point I gave up trying to get back to sleep. I’ll be plunking around the net until 8 AM, when I will start 3 loads of laundry. After that, a phone call to mr.j to say I’m taking the damn pill like we talked about last night and I’ll call back after I wake up. Which better be 6 hours later, leaving me perky enough to enjoy a late-ish movie night over at the neighbors.
You’re off to study hall, VBob? I betcha ace it.
29 (forever) birthday bumps for ya, Spaz, and W00ts for Kai and mmmooomm-io too!
Two thumbs up for day off/building still standing, rigs. I’ve been radioless for a time, too. It’s been fixed so that I get the 2 local stations but both are plagued with static, which apparently worsens in foggy weather.
Oh geez Rebo, no driving for your Dad? That’s a tough hit, that one. I’m so sorry. I hope things remain otherwise uneventful.
FCM, wow! A division director. Kudos to FCD on his offer. I hate having to make big, life impacting decisions.
Awww, beagles! My BIL’s neighbors had 2 of them, doggio. They would come over to the chainlink fence to give my fingers a bath, their butts just a waggin’, while I tried to give them ear skritches. Oh those eeeeeears!
Yikes, gt. Could you update the recipe on the blog to say the MILD curry paste? Using up to 2 tablespoons of the hot paste would make a spectacularly fiery curry. Apologies to all for that omission.
swampy, cookies are well deserved for having to defilthify the cave. Enjoy!
MamaT, I’d love to see those scarves when you’re feeling up to it.
kaiwik, most encouraging news about Lucy! Cranky is very good when they’re in the hospital; at home, it’s a pain in the ass–YMMV. Hugs to you for Babe. Sorry about your toof (and Grrrr for long waits). Safeway usually carries both the mild and the hot curry paste. I used the mild, in case you missed my note to gt above!
ON REFRESH: SING IT SWAMPY!
Whoos! and Boos! for those who need it. Happy Firday to y’all!
Up and off to work. It’s Firday!!!
Happy Birthdays FCM and kai!!!
GT
Happy Birthday Kai & FCM!
Happy Birthday, Kai!!! Spaz!!! FCM!!!
Glad to hear the good news about Lucy, Kai.
Dad is a stubborn old fart. He says he’s gonna drive three blocks to the gas station and get some cigarettes when he runs out. I don’t think I’m ready to be a big butt and take away his keys. Damn. I’ll keep talking to him. Role reversal is a bitch!
I’ve been going through papers here at work, getting ready for The Great Shredding Day on Jan 27. It’s gonna look like Enron around here.
Off to read some more…
I found it! It’s the Ask Amy column in the Chicago Trib. Here’s a link: enjoy! Of course, my favorite is the dating website one…
I’m afraid I don’t understand the “we’re all triplets” comment. Is that like one of those riddles my dad used to torture us when we were small? (this man’s son is my son’s father type stuff?)
I am OFF and DOING NOTHING today. So far, I’ve overachieved in that category–I’m a type A like that. It feels wonderful.
I’ve decided I like Amy. Thanks for the link, rigs!
Hi…
Ah, Ms. Amy Dickinson. She brings the snark for me.
We’re all triplets now because my oldest sister has been 29 for ten years and my older sister has been 29 for eight years. This year we’re finally all the “same age”. Next year I’ll be the oldest. 
Great news about Lucy, kai! It’s the Power of the MMP. 
I foresee a weekend of housecleaning. The living room is a slight disgrace.
Hi, Soapy! Why the shyness? C’mon in, you know where the cookies are stashed!
Morning all. I’m caffeinating and getting ready for work.
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Happy Birthday FCM !!!
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Happy Birthday kai !!!
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Great to hear Lucy is doing a bit better.
: waves at Soapy :
Happy Birthday FCM and kai!!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Work’s crazy!
And I have to leave at noon 'cause we’re closing on the refi on our house this afternoon. Yay for big drop in interest rates!
But aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Yeah, coding-fu weak pre-coffee, so Hippo Birdies to kai & FCM and belated Hippos and Birdies to Spaz! Have happy days and many, many more…
lightly kisses kai’s cheek to make it all better Glad you’re turning a corner, and that’s excellent news about Lucy–here’s hoping she has many more years of grumpiness ahead of her and that this is a wake up call for her to change some of her behaviors…
I whipped myself out the door for a nice hike yesterday, my knee is a bit cranky about it but not enough to keep me from doing it again–I hit my weekly exercise goal yesterday so everything else I do this week is gravy. I’m really amazed at how easy this round of weight control is going, I’m allowed 1750-2000 calories a day but have been managing comfortably on 1350-1550, which is really astonishing. I have some really good coping tricks for feeling very full without actually eating a whole lot and they’re working great. If this keeps up I could conceivably drop almost fifty pounds by the end of this competition, which would be awesome! I’ll be more than happy with 25, though, which would be 12% of my starting weight.
Well, it’s errand day, need to hit the Winco before the wrinkly raisins get there and turn it into a nightmare–laytah!
Hippo Birdie FCM and kai!!!
…and Hippo Belated Birdie Spaz!!!
Glad things are getting better, kai. It’s wonderful to hear that Lucy is responsive and showing signs of coming back to her old sassy self.
Thanks for sharing the wonderfulness of Amy, rigs. I still prefer Dan Savage for epic snark, but I like her moxy.
Time for NOL. It’s a damp, slushy, wet day outside. I desperately need fresh air, though, so I’m going to don my wellies and head off to forage in a nearby food court.
Oy, what a 24-hour stretch this has been…!
Yesterday evening, while helping wife get ready for her flight this morning, get a call from work (remember, this is already, supposedly, my weekend!) – need solution to a live client’s problem to be installed and running Sunday morning.
Spend an hour on it, say I have no time, will work on it some more today.
Finish helping wife pack. Get up at 2:45 AM to see her off to the airport. Get back to sleep at about 3:30. Get up again at 7:30 to take twins to school for an hour an a half (report cards today.)
Take off to Jerusalem to pick up Special Teen, hurry back to pick twins up from school.
Go do weekly shopping.
Get to work on the work problem.
Take kids out for lunch, since they had nice report cards.
Work some more.
Get a call that there’s another crisis at work. Tell boss I’m already working on crisis number 1… (to his credit, this is a “matrix hierarchy,” so he wasn’t aware of crisis #1 until I told him.) Boss asks for some background and files and says he’ll work on it.
Have I mentioned the connection from home to work network is slower than molasses during a snow-storm…? Brain is melting from Click… wait for reaction… Type. Wait for letter to show up on screen… Lather rinse repeat.
Finish working on Crisis #1 a 5 PM.
Tell boss I am now free to handle crisis #s – get it back in my lap.
Work on that until 5 minutes ago.
In between, take care of kids, find dogs have run away, go look for them… haven’t found them yet, hope they’ll be back for bedti,e (as usual…)
Aaaaarrrrrggggghhh!
OK, I feel better now.
Happy Birthday Kai, FCM, Spaz.
**Kai **- Good news on Lucy! 
**Ivory **-- what’s up with you?
**Muppet **-- I guess I shouldn’t talk to you right now? 
I swear – I have no discernible Israeli accent at all, in English! Also, let me know who the idiot is you’re dealing with – maybe I can go over to his office on Sunday and deliver your message of disgust personally (with a clue-by-four?)