If she wins will she buy them wee little tins of shrimps?
Good job with the birthday festivities flyboy. She’s going to have a lovely one.
If she wins will she buy them wee little tins of shrimps?
Good job with the birthday festivities flyboy. She’s going to have a lovely one.
Oh, she’s not going to win anything. Cats are bad at picking lottery tickets.
Anyway, Tonka can’t have seafood anymore because it makes him chunder.
I hope I remembered everything. I got mushrooms at the market so I can make escargots. I picked up a couple of Prime filet mignons the other day. I’ll make creamed spinach with feta. Oh, I forgot her dessert. I’ll have to see if the supermarket has any tiramisu tomorrow. I bought some Bulleit rye, sweet vermouth, and brandy for Vieux Carrés tomorrow. (I have some Benedictine liqueur, Angostura bitters, and Peychaud bitters already.) Dinner, card(s), and something to unwrap. Just have to get her dessert.
The bird is thawing in the refrigerator, as are the turkey thighs for stock, which I’ll be making tomorrow. I’ve got a pot of bison chili on the stove to carry us over for the next few days. I’m now trying to set up a conference call with the kids/grands for Thursday. It’s like herding cats, honestly.
Way shorthanded today, including supervisors(I was almost practically in charge )
Just trying some rants. U like?
Box line doesn’t dip till way past the sort table. past the bent safety rail with the finger shaped grooves squeezed into it(that Banner kid had anger management issues). And Monday’s is Hello Fresh day. Tuesdays are for auto parts, including Detroit Axle.
OOOOO I love stouts. But that might be a wee far drive for a pint.
Another boring day. C’mon Firday! But it does look like we’ll have decent weather to drive home. Just gotta get thru the next few days.
Tomorrow we’ll try a video chat with daughter and Roxy. Tonight, nothing much. I just hope I can sleep thru tonight.
bumba, that’s one of the few things that I dislike about the Canons that I’ve had.
pullin, I hope that your quarantine is uneventful and that you get some rest out of the deal.
This is the first time in years that I’ve irked Thanksgiving week. Normally, I take the whole week off and head to Dad’s. This year, I’ll be at an ex’ house with a guy that I date on and off (weird setup, but they’ve known each other longer than I’ve known date guy). The ex is roasting a pork shoulder and doing a few sides. I’m taking a nice salad, some homemade cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie. We’ll Zoom the kids that I helped raise and date guy’s kids. Wednesday, I’m dusting off the autoharp, pennywhistle, keyboard and bodhran for a Zoom jam.
Nelson got another trip to the dog park courtesy of his sitter. She said that her little dog Max has more fun when there’s another dog there (sometimes during the day through the week, there are long stretches with no one there). I like that Nelson is getting spoiled.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Madonn’, Mumpers, such a day I’ve had. I could NOT find my purse so got to the salon late. Got all my hairs trimmed, then walked the 4 miles to the dentist so he could check out the sore spot on my upper gum. Surprise! I have an abscess, will need a root canal. Hrmph. I brush with a sonic toothbrush twice a day, floss daily, Waterpik daily. I mean, come on. Dentist gave me an Rx, which I then walked to the drug store. Total miles walked: about 10 (OK, 9.80 by Google Maps). I’m so tired. You’d say I’m putting you on, but it’s no joke, it’s doing me harm. Channeling my inner Beatles.
Doggio, I may never overcome my teacherly ways. I was so thrilled by the “The world awaits” reference, I wanted to give you extra credit. I’m sorry. If you need a note to get out of gym, count on me.
Nettie, drat those buses!
Mooooom, Jif doubles as eye shadow and contour makeup! Sure, your lids may stick to your brows, and your mask may have to be peeled off your cheeks, not to mention the elephants that follow you around sniffing your face, but hey, it’s cheap, and it’s natural.
Swampy, was Mooooom still in the bed when you made it today?
A nostalgic, romantic playlist of music cued up? Preferably some suitable for slow-dancing in your living room in your stocking feet? As a preclude to playing footsie under the table?
Candles scattered around the rooms? Gently scented ones in the cocktail/dancing area even better. Forevermore that same signature scent, whichever one you pick, will remind her of this birthday and you.
BTW, the Vieux Carres sound delicious-your post inspired me to look them up. My visits (all too few) to New Orleans were magical.
The drive is doable. It’s the swim that will kill you.
Oh, they are. They’re my favourite mixed drink. Here’s the recipe I use:
I have a tase of New Orleans every day. I’ve always loved the coffee, and it’s often this:
https://www.communitycoffee.com
It’s really good. And I take advantage of their frequent sales and free shipping, so I get it at under $5/pound. I make two pots a day.
Evening all. Nappage overtook me this afternoon and nothing much was accomplished (and that’s alright by me). Heading to the living room to watch some tackleball for a bit, then off to bed. Tomorrow will be slightly more busy as I get ready for the journey Northwest-ward to Brudder’s house. Will still forget something (just put umbrella on the list), but I’ll manage.
flyboy, if you forget something, I’m sure wifey will…remind you (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). Enjoy.
nellie, 10 miles will tire anyone out (damn near would kill me). Hope the abscess can get fixed soon.
red, interesting life you lead…enjoy dinner.
doggio, I knew ‘the world wonders’ reference, but not the Turkey trots–thought that’s what you got if you ate spoiled turkey…
OK, on to tackleball. All y’all take care.
Thank you for the tip. I signed up so I’ll get their sales and offers. They have several coffees that I think sound delicious and I lean on coffee to keep warm and get through the winter. is what I shoot to hold myself to, but some days require a third
to get through the afternoon slump. A stiff cuppa joe is my first go-to medication to head off migraines so I like to keep a supply of the good stuff handy. In my crotchety old age I prefer all these cups to be drunk from a Bennington Pottery trigger-handled mug. A girl has to have standards.
A little random, but didn’t know where else to ask it:
Is the SDMB having a gift exchange this year?
metal mouse, the folk and bluegrass music scene tends to be a social circle in and of its own.
Speaking of which, Thanksgiving plans have been changed. Date guy is on lock down for his third quarantine. Shoot, he just came off the last one Thursday. Unfortunately, he lives on a mountain in the heart of trumpanzee country with people who believe that the 'rona is a hoax or don’t give a damn until they’re having to send MeMaw by ambulance to Nashville to the big hospital because one of them took it home to her. Date guy is very careful about quarantining, given that he’s of a certain age and has a couple of health conditions that would make it particularly ugly for him. So he’s stuck on the mountain (at least he got to go grocery shopping between quarantines) and I’ll be Zooming him as well as everyone else. I may just stay home in my jammies and have pizza with my pumpkin pie.
:rant over:
Trader Joe’s pumpkin breakfast bars, warmed in the microwave for 10 seconds, make mighty fine pumpkin pie substitutes and a box of 6 is about 2 dollars. Works for me.
BIL’s test came back negative, so it’s all good news. Thanksgiving is still 86’ed just in case. But I’m sure the sisters will want to get together for Christmas, and we’re all supposed to spend 3 days in Napa after that. I guess if we all stay healthy for the next month, and the curve flattens again, I’ll be OK with it.
Mooommm, you sound like my wife when we used to visit my parents for the holidays. We were a very chill family; we did a lot of sitting around reading or watching TV, and she was always bored. When we visited her parents, every minute of every day was planned out, and it drove me crazy!
Well, the callers weren’t heinous and the Lyft driver was a nice guy. Did have a slightly scary trip from irk to DH’s irk with one of my colleagues. Nice lady, but her vision has apparently gotten to the point that night driving is a bad move for her and she didn’t really realize this until after dropping me off and apparently smacking a divider on her way home. She’s OK, her car is damaged but driveable. She had just had a tough day anyway with an auto-fail call score (some screwups are so bad that you just get a 0 score for that call no matter how well you did on the rest) that seriously upset her (this could not have helped her driving, IMO).
One surprise piece of good news: Hades Annex will close on Thursday. My direct sup commented Friday that so few people had been able/willing to irk that day (I was one of the willing, since the extra $$$ would be nice) that she didn’t consider it worthwhile to bother opening the building. Apparently, higher-ups concurred, since my schedule surprised me this morning with a change to having that day off.
I also have only a half-day tomorrow. This was planned about two weeks in advance to allow for some erranding that needs to happen tomorrow. It’ll be SO much fun to log out at lunch and merrily wave good night to everyone as I exit.
I’m on vaccination this week, but our office will close at 14:30 on Wednesday.
Just in case I hadn’t had enough fun this week, I have yet another eye doctor appointment tomorrow. This one is with the retinal specialist. He tends to frown at me like I’m somehow to blame for my f’d-up retina. Hey, I use both eyedrops. What else can I do? He’s going to make me do the dreaded visual field test (blinking lights move from the peripheral to central vision–I get nervous and screw it up), and I just had one two weeks ago in Seattle. I want to say, “No. I just had that test, and nothing’s changed. Check the portal.”
I have blisters, and I’m tired, but other than that, I’m doing OK. I have to mail my daughter’s and my sister’s birthday presents tomorrow, so I’d better start wrapping. (Wrap, wrap, wrap, they call me the wrapper.) Yes, they share a birthday. And my son and my brother share a birthday. I’m all family-oriented like that.
flyboy, hope she loves all the special stuff you’ve planned.
metalmouse, I have the root canal on the 10th. “Take good care of your teeth,” they said, so I did, and still I have to have a root canal. I want my money back.
It takes you all week to get a vaccination? Dang.