Weird like me! I love Kimchii and anything brined or pickled- olives, kraut, pickles… gimme salty water and if it’s spicy too? Wheeee!
so you probably love Giardinaire (the mix of carrots, celery, cauliflower, and hot peppers in a vinegar brine)
<leaves thread, completely nauseated>
Mmmmmmmmmmm, Girl Scout cookies. Soooooo gooooooooood!
It’s also really nice that we can go for just an hour or so if we want. If we were paying admission every time, we’d feel like we had to stay all day and sometimes you don’t want to do that. Sometimes it’s fun just to go to see one or two things and then leave. I love the zoo. 
I don’t like anything that has a vinegar flavor. Mild vinegar in salad dressing is ok, but I don’t even like pickles. So I’m thinking no on the kimchii.
I’ve been working and not surfing during the week. I’m (mostly) caught up. Last week, I was wondering if that would ever happen. Today is mostly quiet, although a lot of people are actually in the office today. It’s recruiting season, so there are lots of interviews today.
I saw my shrink on Tuesday, and she went old school and started me on a tricyclic anti-depressant. She said, and I quote, “You have real problems,” which made me laugh. She meant real problems, as opposed to problems just in my head, I suppose. I haven’t been on tricyclics in a loooonnnnggg time, but it’s all coming back to me now. The sun and light sensitivity thing is hard, but I’m finally able to sleep through the night and wake up refreshed instead of exhausted, which is a welcome change.
I got a call on Wednesday from my family’s “wealth transfer management” consultant. He’s all about family wealth being more than property and includes family healing and wholeness. Anyway, he’s interviewing all of the family members to create a “wealth transfer” plan. The whole thing will be wrapped up with a weekend long retreat, where the family can “heal”. I am deeply conflicted about this. Part of me really, really, really wants to believe it’s true, part of me thinks it’s more BS, part of me thinks it would be totally idiotic to go back and possibly be re-traumatized by my psycho family. And part of me thinks that the drama potential is immense. WWIII immense.
I mean, I’ve been in therapy for all these years. I know, mostly, how I feel about everything and, by and large, remember what happened. (My family are masters of denial. I **know ** there’s some nasty stuff in there that I haven’t a clue about.) I’ve worked very, very hard on forgiveness, both for myself and for them. They can’t even get through an evening dinner without a fight or two breaking out. I can’t begin to imagine what 2.5 days together would be like. The not-so-nice part of me thinks this could be vastly entertaining to watch. The smart part of me has a distinct desire to be several states, or possibly continents, away while this is happening. I’m pretty sure I know what the right thing to do is, but I’ll probably go anyway.
So, all in all, it’s been a busy week.
what did you get?
I got Lemon Chalet Cremes, Somoas, and Do-Si-Do’s (I am actually sick of Thin Mints)
Yup!
Exactly! Last time we went it was maybe two hours, not even but it was a nice time just wandering the path. I just have to remember to bring the wagon next time.
Don’t tell Doggio, but Glen Wesley is in my office. 
who is Glen Wesley?
For anybody who wasn’t feeling slightly nauseus yet, I had a vision of Girl Scout Cookies in brine. Mind you, given how little I like GSCs, it might be an improvement, specially if pickles are involved.
The finales for the Spanish elections have been canceled after an ex-city counselor (Socialist Party) in a Basque town got murdered today at noon.
Next week I’ll be working in Madrid. My agency has two flats there, for “out of towners” to share; there happens to be a free room in one and as luck would have it, it’s the one close to where I’ll be working. Then I get Easter off (the client closes down for the whole week) and then back to Madrid for an-as-yet-unknown number of months. I think I like this agent and will start telling other callers that I’m unavailable. He’s somewhat overenthusiastic, but heck, gets things done, which is more than I can say about 99% of the agents out there.
I could use some overenthusiasm right now. My people, your people…
Girl scout cookies in brine? Eww…
We don’t have Girl Scouts here (Girl Guides, yes… but the only Girl Scouts are the girls who join Scouts instead of Guides) and we only have three different types of cookies (two of which come in one box, chocolate and vanilla, sold in the spring and one, chocolate mint, that sells in the fall).
Haven’t seen them out yet. It’s fun if Mom is with me when we see them though, she was Brown Owl to the nearest Brownie troop a few years back so some of the girls who are now Guides know her from then.
Afternoon, all. I ended up staying up far too late last night finishing up the insanely dull but exceedingly profitable congressional [del]drivel[/del] jobs, then crawled into bed as the sun was coming up and, thanks to today being Papa Tigs’ RDO, was able to sleep myself out. So I slept well past noon. :eek: I didn’t tell snowbunny how late I’d stayed up working because she yells at me. She thinks I’m getting too old to pull nearly-all-nighters. :rolleyes: She’s little but she’s mean, I like to say.
And I even let Papa Tigs take the Idiots in for their annual vet visits. I probably shouldn’t have; I always forget what a total sucker he is for those dogs, and he let the vet’s office talk him into a bunch of extra testing and stuff (full blood panels “just in case,” x-ray of Rusty’s chest just to make sure he doesn’t have any little melanomas returning, etc.) that I usually avoid since they’re basically two healthy Idiots. Although Isaac had lost several pounds, which was rather a triumph since he’s a lab and labs will turn into total porkers given even half a chance. So he’s at an excellent weight. Which is probably good since he’s so arthritic in his hips. Now if only I could manage to do the same. Sigh. But anyway, he ended up spending about $400 more than I would have for the same checkups. :eek: Not that it wasn’t stuff that was probably worth doing at some point, but then again, he’s the one who complains about how much $$ vet visits cost these days! :rolleyes:
Anyway, it’s now raining and grey and gloomy and altogether an excellent day to stay in and veg. Which is what I have been doing thus far, and plan to continue to do for the rest of the day. Sounds like things are about the same as usual around here – lots of good, bad, and indifferent stuff happening to everyone. I’ve made a large deposit in the Mumper hug bank, so please withdraw as needed!
I cannot wrap my brain around that tomorrow night starts DST! I had enough trouble when they moved it from the end of April to the beginning of April. Why can’t they leave well enough alone? Next they’ll be moving the switch back into December! Why not just declare DST year round and be done with it?
You can call off the assassination orders… I’ve survived my Q&A. So did all the trainers, though I have to admit it was a close call a couple of times when one of them started asking inane questions. :rolleyes:
Speaking of GS cookies, I really really really miss the peanut butter ones that briefly appeared back when I was a Girl Guide in the late 80s. I would carefully separate the cookies from the icing on one PB cookie and one chocolate cookie, and then do an icing transplant to get PB/chocolate cookies. They just don’t make 'em like they used to, I tell ya. 
Those younguns just don’t know.
It’s snowing. AGAIN. They say 30cm between now and the end of the weekend.
I don’t suppose anyone living someplace warm has a spare bedroom they can offer up? Please? I’m housebroken and everything.
I just did some major household cleaning. So therapeutic! But now I am absolutely exHAUSTed. :: collapses on sofa ::
Whew! Finally!! Between you folks being chatty and my critters being brats and my daughter calling and talking almost an hour, I didn’t think I’d ever get to posting.
We used to have a zoo membership in Jacksonville, and we really enjoyed it. I’d love to see that zoo again - they were still working on their rejuvenation, so there’s lots of new stuff since I’ve left. Last time I went zooing was to the National Zoo last summer - that was fun too - maybe I’ll go again this summer.
It’s been raining most of the afternoon. My back yard looks like a bog. I wish I’d thrown down some grass seed - it would be so happy about now. Maybe next time it rains…
Glad the week is over, but it could have ended better. The colonel sent out an email giving us all 59 minutes. But he sent it 20 minutes before my shift was done, so I got shafted. He owes me 39 minutes, dammit!!!
I think I’ll take **FCD ** out for supper. He’ll need a break before his weekend of work (ick) begins. I’ll have to buy critter food this weekend, and I may go looking for a stoopit dress. Or maybe a fancy pant suit. I told my daughter I’d show up at the wedding in a tube top and thong, but I promised that it’d have sequins so it’d be dressy and all…
Happy Firday!!!
I see **SpazCat ** is hosting next week; someone Irish should take the week after - I’ll take 3/24.
Thin Mints and Samoas. I was eating the Samoas today. Mmmmmmmmmmmm gooooooooood.
FCM, I think my mother said something similar before my wedding. But I figured since I told my best guy friend that he should come in a hot pink bridesmaid’s dress, that Mom would fit right in! :eek: 