Boring afternoon at the horsepickle yesterday, ultrasound says I have a benign lesion so nothing to worry about and my eye is not growing another eye after all. The doc said he wants to look at it again in 12 months just to make sure nothing has changed since it’s close to the optic nerve so there will be that to look forward to.
Since I was done relatively quickly, I got home early and went off to the gym for a longer-than-usual session which was useful. Then home to make a chocolate cake for Friday’s bake sale at irk. Tonight I’ll be home early enough to make a second cake and that will be my contribution to the proceedings.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 66 Amurrkin out and cloudy/foggy with a predicted high of 67 and rain which the weather PTB will start any time now. Glad it’s a day in the orifice.
{{{Midget}}} hope everything is better today.
OK, that’s all I got for now. I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
Horrible, broken night full of weird dreams and many awakenings. The dream storyline involved helping my daughter get ready for her class (as a teacher, not as a student), my mother tattooing my youngest sister (said sis has 20+ tats and my mom hates them all…), searching for a bathroom (full bladder explained that arc), and Justin Bieber (WTF???) I was really tired but I had a difficult time falling asleep, and it just wasn’t a restful night. I foresee a long day.
Luckily, we’ve been spared the fog this morning, but the commute in was wet and there’s a chance of rain all day. Sun is promised tomorrow, so there’s that. Meanwhile, I have a pile of drawings here that demand attention. So I shall attend.
Happy Wednesday!!! (or 3rd Moanday of the week, if that works.)
Well, that certainly got my attention. TV just showed a missing child and her name is Laurie Partridge. She is an adult now, didn’t get all the details because I got caught up in just how much she did not look like Laurie Partridge.
It’s dark outside, I’m up too early but may as well stay up now. I’ll catch a nap later.
Weird dreams here too FCM. I was stuck on a bus? train? with a terrorist who was going around killing people with German heritage. He pointed the gun at me and fired but he was out of ammunition. Then everybody was popping out the windows and jumping out, the driver - Sally Struthers - slowed down so everybody could jump out safely.
{{{2Gig}}} ouchie. Sorry about the mice too.
{{{Midget}}} I’m sure everything will be better today.
Yay for good news Boo Fae
Happy [SIZE=“1”]Belated Birthday Sunny![/SIZE]
Sally Struthers as a bus driver? OK, you win weird dream for last night.
I’m out of work to do again, and the boss is at a meeting or something. I’m just going to leave a note on his desk rather than run back and forth looking for him. Meanwhile the coworker hired with me just keeps whining about how much better SolidWorks is. Um shut up - we’re not going to get SolidWorks. Period. <headdesk>
Woohoo - I just got a white board! It’s 8.5 X 11!! Its purpose is for me to sign out when I leave the bldg or when I’ve got a day off or something. rah.
I’ll probably be stressed about tonight all day, though. I just hope the guy is still willing to talk to me.
I have to practice my band music today, at home, before rehearsal. And I think maybe I should’ve memorized some of the music, but found out about that too late and don’t have it memorized…arrgh. If only that was my biggest problem.
Still haven’t heard from the boss so I asked the engineer if he had anything for me. I’ve now got some work to do. After lunch. I need food!!
Stoopit snack machine took my three quarters and dispensed my bag of crackers, but the stoopit bag is too light to make the stoopit door open, so my crackers are stuck in the stoopit machine. * <pout>*
FCM, our machine you have to reach down and open the door to get to the ‘pit’ they’ve fallen in…if they don’t get ‘hung up’ in their slots, leading to that bureaucratic aerobic exercise known as ‘rocking the machine’.
In my case, the snacks are working fine, but the cooling unit is broken on the soda machine, so I missed my Mountain Dew caffine fix this AM while the bottle sits in the refrigerator…which makes me…grumpy.
Just about time to take it from the fridge and consume it, so maybe I’ll wake up this afternoon.
{{{midget}}}} (how did you get that name, Emily?). Things will work out, they usually do in most cases. Odds are the people you think will be trouble will have colled down too and be amenable.
If I may answer for Midget: EmilyG = MG = Midget - I’m not a car fanatic, but we had a Midget so I know about them.
Still waiting for the boss to give me some work. I did get some stuff from the engineer, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be passing my resume to my husband’s boss. If they can match my pay, I’ll make the jump.
Flashing back on that old Barney Miller episode when Fish had the stones and the station had rats. The whole conversation where Fish was asking about kidney stones and the other guy was discussing the rats. “But that’s the little ones - the big ones rip right through you!”
{{{giggity}}} – Usually I borrow a line from a Pastor I knew and call them Lucifer’s Buckshot but I’ve been there and feel your pain.
2gig, ouch on the kidney stones. I’m also in the get-a-cat camp. They really don’t require as much time ax a dog and if you rehome a barn cat, they already know about mice.
Another slow day. Checking into either repairing or replacing my desktop.
As for my nickname, it’s also an ironic nickname, because I am actually very tall.
I should get another cat. I think part of the reason I’m feeling so low today is that I’m still sad over the death of my beloved cat, and for the first time in my life, I’m without a cat.
Yeah, sounds like time to head for the shelter and get chosen by your new owner.
We did that when we lost our previous cat to old age after having him for over 16 years. Gave ourselves a little time (a few days), then scooted down to the shelter to fill the cat-shaped hole in the family.
Howdy Y’all! Irk has been survived on an especially dreary, rainy, icky day. Glad to be in da cave. OYKW has two monitorin’ visits this evenin’ so I’ll be sans adult supervision again. Normally I would go over to the church house this evenin’ but with all this rain, ain’t happenin’. Da bear is in da cave for da evenin’.
**FCD **wants fried chicken, so I guess we’re going to Kevin’s for supper. I wish it was close enough to get it to go - I just don’t feel like eating there tonight. Really, I just want to go to bed. So tahred…
Best wishes anyways.