Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN Thus beginneth my work week, but it’s only a three day week so yay.
Soapy you :eek: expect your students to, like, learn? :eek: What are you? A person who takes her job seriously? Imagine! 
Special1 congrats on son’s Bar Mitzvah.
I did not look at the recipes. I decided they might just be too much first thing in the mornin’.
Ok, rumbly tummy wants feedin’. Plus, work purtification must commence in a bit.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
That chunk of video doesn’t mention God Jr. at all, it was completely the teacher overreacting. He doesn’t speakee no Spanish anyway, but geez…
Yesterday I was at the edge of a nervous breakdown. Then I got “home” and saw I had a missed call from my agent. Then I called my agent. Then I heard what he had to say. Then I had a nervous breakdown.
He’s trying to send me…
to the same place in Scotland where I worked under Sheboss, only for a different chunk of work and a different consulting firm, but bloody hell :eek: I’m not even sure what would the work involve, I think it’s for the “retail” part. At least I know I’m one of the few people in this world who aren’t skeered of Supermegaboss (aka my evil twin… the scariest part of that woman, to me, is that she’s what I could have been if I hadn’t learned to respect people). But :eek:. And I Don Juanna move back to Glasga, nice place an’ all but I’inbrah has much better weather and I have friends here… did I say :eek:?
I feel like a hamster without a wheel.
Good morning all, up and caffeinating … although I’m not seeing very well, apparently!
Come on down, LiLiBeBe! The Mumpers are waiting to greet ya! 
I’m not sufficiently caffeinated either … can’t think straight yet! Happy Tuesday all.
Nooner, I take it the Bar Mitzvah happened without any embarrasing moments. My favorite funny video of all time, which beats any of them showing a cat doing something stoooopid, is the one where a kid does a cannonball into a full immersion baptismal pool, to the chagrin of his preacher father.
Jews seem to have more dignity than us Gentiles. 
Blurfs to everyone. Happy St. Urho’s Day!
Blurf.
Damn it’s *freezing *in here!!! Why do they have to keep the damn AC so friggin’ low! Brrr…
Why must my mother watch ER trauma shows which depict scary events that remind me of things that have happened in real life? Or rather, why must she watch them when I’m in the kitchen working and can’t ignore what’s on tv? I’ve asked her to change the channel in the past. I guess I should have done the same, but I thought the worst would be over quickly. I was wrong.
Well, anyways, my headache is almost gone. Hooray! Ok, back to lunch and breakfast prep.
Queasy. Must shower and head in. Thank goodness it’s break.
Let’s run an air duct between our respective offices and even things out. There must be some cold-blooded people here (probably the cryptography group…those people are just plain weird!) that like it warm. By my desktop thermometer, it’s not uncommon for it to hit 78 degrees, and I have seen it be over 79.
I really would like to take a mulligan on today. I knocked a framed certificate off the wall here and shattered the glass, and when I got breakfast, I discovered that I had a threek instead of a fork. What else can go wrong?
Morning all. It’s cleaning day.
Oh good god what IS that brown stuff?? I wish I weren’t at work so I really could laugh at all of these without people looking at me funny. That’s horrible.
I made sausage crepesadillas for dinner last night. Yes, I know… horrible Rachael Ray name, and really too much work, but not a bad concept. I think I may make sausage quesadillas again but with tortillas instead of going to the trouble of making crepes. And KT suggested making chorizo quesadillas so I think that’s the plan for next time.
C’mon Gnat2.0!
Whew! Almost done with lunch prep. Thank God we were busy today.
My headache has come back and then gone away again. It decided to come back when I thought that my grandparents had gotten lost while out delivering breakfast. They weren’t lost, they had just decided to go to the grocery store while they were out of the house. Still, I was worried enough that I drove to the breakfast to see if they had made it there ok.
Fluffy Mackerel Pudding. Now, there’s three words that you’d think don’t belong together… (and you’d be right about that, too).
gag
It’s warm and sunny today. I’m going out for a nice walk at lunchtime… The Angry Russian is downtown for a meeting this morning, so we’re meeting up and I’m buying her lunch as a birthday present (assuming she lets me, that is… she’s notoriously cranky about birthdays, especially her own).
uh, yeah, er, of course we do :dubious::rolleyes:
I know what you mean. I’m almost tempted to drag my old catchers mitt and mask out of the attic!
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Evening all. I know I’m late to this party, but our internets have been on the fritz for about a week (f*cked-up undersea cable or some such, not that the ISP has actually bothered to formally let anyone know this or offer any discount on this month’s subscription or anything - tight-assed b@st@rds) and the Dope is blocked at work.
Dinner in the Gumdrop household tonight is Spaghetti with Crockpot Meatballs and Tomato Sauce, with a tub of low-fat ricotta stirred through it since HRH won’t eat anything that’s just plain tomato/marinara sauce. I have eaten and it was Teh Yum; HRH turned her nose up at it anyway, because that’s what she does these days (oh well - if hungers suits her …).
Weight loss - as of today (4 weeks in), I have lost almost 4kg (about 8lb) but my measurements haven’t changed much yet, since I have gained some muscle mass. So far, I am on target to lose 10% of my body weight (about 9-10kg) within 12 weeks, with a longer term goal of reaching my target weight (a loss of about 30kg) by our wedding anniversary on 28th September.
Hurry up TNC2.0!!! We are all getting mighty tired of waiting to meet you (but not, I suspect, as tired as your mother is!)
Is it sad that in this university the grapevine can be up to 1 week faster than official communications? Something gets transmitted mouth-to-ear, then we ask the teachers/admins for verification, then they deny it, then a different one says it’s actually true, then we get another no from a third person, then finally an “oh, sorry, actually yes” (which will or will not include the whole conversation that’s taken place within TPTB, depending on who is sending it).
That only works for things distant enough, though. Today there was a class that was supposed to take place in room A at 13:15. Then yesterday we were told room B at 15:15. Today at noon, an email was sent saying room B at 16:15. Note that the mail servers are powered by arthritic morphinated turtles: emails have been known to arrive into people’s inbox six hours after their timestamp. And this is being sent and received from the same domain, imagine when they actually need to “walk out.”
Just got back from the hospital after bloodwork and baby-monitor stuff. Sigh. Everything’s okay-ish, although I’m nailed to the couch or bed for the rest of the duration. Baby hasn’t descended or engaged at all, so our current options are: revisit in a week and see if anything’s happening and see if labour will start (not likely if baby doesn’t drop at all) or schedule an elective c-section.
Right now we’re waiting in hope, but I think there’s a pretty large possibility that Kidlet 2.0 will be born by c-section late next week. C-sections aren’t terrible, but it is major surgery and the recovery is worse and longer.
Dang! And here I was, running back into the thread to see if he was finally coming out!
TNC2.0! Stop procrastinating or you will have to give up your right to complain when women are late! Do you hear me?
Not trying to induce before going C-section route?
LiLi, clearly you need to work on making your womb a much less hospitable place. Maybe then your kids would actually cooperate instead of trying to stay in there until their 18th birthday. 
In all seriousness, though, sending lots of unsticky thoughts your way. Here’s hoping this one is a little less stubborn than his big brother.