Mrfle. Home from irk. Not taking a walk because it’s only 35 American outside which I have decided is Far Too Cold. My dinner date with Night Audit Lady got cancelled because she had a minor family issue come up.
I am also extremely worn out despite two cups of coffee. But I’m listening to Paul Simon, so there is a ray of sunshine!
Work catered lunch today. Like usual it was REALLY good, but now I need a nap.
Yllaria, I’ve got a few posts on my blog and a page for Nyjichun there.
I am having a hard time not posting in the snow and cold thread by my frozen neighbors to the north, you see our high/low is 23/18 today in C. Sorry guys but remember my summer is spent at around 40c and 95%humidity.
4067 and counting
Jim
I am not hating the weather. I HATE the summers here, so I am not going to complain about cold.
According to my weather gadget, it’s 37° in my neighborhood right now. And it’s windy. I’m indoors - 'nuff said! 
**FCD **won’t retrieve his bike till tomorrow, even if they finish working on it today. Tomorrow, it’s supposed to get near 50° - not near as frosty as today.
**Yeller **- I don’t think we broke 40° today and they’re talking mid 20s tonight. I thought this was supposed to be spring, dammit!!! :mad:
I just booked us a cruise to Bermuda in October. Our cruise there last year was disappointing in that the in-laws were along and we were very limited as to what we could do. This is also a different trip - we spend about 2 anna half days in Bermuda, so there’s time to go places and see things. Plus we can walk more. So yay! Plus it’s after school is back in session, so there shouldn’t be a bazillion kids like the last time. Yay!
We’ll leave for the HOG gathering a bit after 6. I hope it doesn’t run too late - I need my beauty sleep! 
At least they’re feeding us, so I don’t have to cook. Yay!
Snow? SNOW??? WTF!!! :mad:
Well, it’s thinking about rain again. Which gave me another headache.
CURSE YOU, BAROMETRIC PRESSURE CHANGES!
Take a pill.
A Chill(y) Pill? Hehehe
Bite me! 
Sigh.
Just finished up another batch in the lexicon, bringing me up to 315 entries, 256 words. Random Nyjichun word of the moment: zalja, paucal: zaljooja, plural: zaljaja. To think, thought.
I just love being a manager. :rolleyes: this means when the night or weekend person calls out sick I get to cover. Thus I am irking until 8 pm. 
Here I was planning to jet out early today as I must irk all weekend for the Blue Angels Air Show.
Well this has been an ummm innerestin’ past hour and fifteen minutes. First let me say that death chikin was it’s usual nummy success. While it was cookin’ I even got the coleslaw made for tomorrow night. We had eaten dindin and kitchen was all cleaned up. Da bear was settlin’ in for the evenin’. Then the phone rang. YP called to tell me that our chief fryer of fish is in the horsepistol with heart problems. He’s goin’ to be fine but obviously will not be at the church house tomorrow evenin’. He had already ordered the fish from Publix and was to pick it and other stuff up tomorrow. YP’s thought was that maybe we should cancel fish ‘n chips. I told him that we didn’t need to do that. Help has already been lined up, three outdoor cookers would be there and that I’d go to Publix and get the fish and other stuff. So, off I went to the sto’ to buy fish and fixin’s and get it all over to the church house along with the slaw since it was already made. Now I’m back at da cave and tahrd! On a side note, I did scare two unsuspectin’ AA members. After I put all the food away, I took the receipt into the church office to put in the treasurer’s mailbox. AA meets at the church house on Tuesday and Thursday and two of ‘em had shown up presumably to set up for their meetin’. Anywho they didn’t know I was there and I came boppin’ out of the office and almost ran smack into 'em. Unsaintly words ensured from their mouths followed by abject apologies. I told 'em not to worry I said worse in the church kitchen last Sattidy afternoon.
That’s the nightly news from swampland.
There’s been a lot of unsaintly words said in the church house lately. I think you do need to get that Extra Special Confession because it looks like you started something.
Many years ago when I was a Methodist due to my upbringing, an Apollo crew in lunar orbit had maneuvering thrusters fail and went spinning ass over tea kettle. Perhaps the control system was drafted by a certain MMPer. 
But I digress.
Bad Words were said, and there was a furor, however one spells it.
When asked about this, Brother What’s His Name (that’s what Methodists call a man of the cloth) replied, “What does a Preacher say when he hits his thumb with a hammer?”
And, why does AA have meetings at a Whiskeypalian Church House? Hmm? :dubious:
Irked, hockey sucked, but the tailgate didn’t.
Agape=brotherly love
Eros=Couply love
-dogbutler, who paid attention in in adult Catholic Ed.
Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima culpa[Southern translation: y’all ain’t gonna believe this shit![/ST]
Because us Catholic would be too busy doing shots, and the Baptists would pretend they never touched the stuff.
Back from a long busy volunteer day. Mentally/emotionally rewarding, physically draining, especially since I slept poorly last night, even before a restless DH came to bed.
Downing my first caffeine in a week in the tasty form of Mt. Dew so I can stay awake long enough to go collect DH from work (two people with one car does take a certain amount of juggling). The Princess has been appeased (I hope), but will probably have her usual case of the Friday clingies tomorrow (she’s currently in sulk mode, I think).
Probably going right to bed once I get home from spouse-fetching.
1AM and I’m sitting in the ER waiting room. My friend who lives in the building across the parking lot and I went to school with needed me to bring her here while her husband stayed home with their kids. I have to get up at 4 to get ready for work. Tomorrow is gonna suck big time
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 46 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 65. Still warmer than a lot of y’all but I want 70s and 80s temps. It’s Spring! Oh and it may or may not rain tomorrow but will be stormy Sunday.
Spaz like I said, I’m all for bein’ the reason for addin’ The Rite of Extra Special Confession. I say bring it on!
flytrap AA and AlAnon meet at St. Pat’s twice a week and have for a long time. What’s interestin’ is, when we sold our old church buildin’ and were rentin’ space at a UMC while the present buildin’ was under construction, AA and AlAnon continued to meet at the old buildin’ which was bought by a Baptist church. When the new St. Pat’s was completed both groups wanted to move their meetin’s back to St. Pat’s because they said they felt more welcomed by us. So, here they are.
Rio you earn major karma points for bein’ a good friend.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Goin’ to be a looooooooongish day. Irk then gettin’ fish 'n chips ready over to the church house.
Happy Firday Y’all!