Back from my errands. The temp is all the way up to 23°.
None of my conversation heart coasters sold, dammit. Nor did the heart-shaped purse. So I brought those home. I need to ask them for a reckoning of my account - I feel like some things I took there have disappeared. Since I pretty much make back materials cost and virtually nothing for my time, I can’t afford to lose anything. I dropped off the bunnehs - if they all sell, I’ll get just over $90. By the time you take out the cost of the yarn, the stuffing, and the Easter grass, I might make $3-4/hour. Yep, it’s a great post-retirement career… :rolleyes:
I need to make some cole slaw, then load the dishwasher. Good times…
Well, that was easy - my sister saw my FB post and agreed to buy the coasters and the purse for $20 (I’d have gotten just under $30 if I’d sold them at the store.) So yay - I’m rid of them!
N.O.L. has been et. My lunch bud forced, forced, I say, me to eat the last of his pickled asparagus. It goes good with a ham 'n cheese sammich. I made a comment about how quiet it seems today and was told that’s because nine people called in sick today. Well, that explains it then!
Had I known sketti was on the menu, I would have invited myself to Chez Emily or Casa de doggio last evening.
wet one, your :eek:WallyWorld:eek: must be on the good side of town.
I just found out where they are physically relocating me at irk and have gotten a new / old assignment with our recent downsizing. Keeps me out of the bar and off swampy’s employment list.
OOOh, I found my little portable heater so it is under my desk thawing out me feetz. I ordered piping bags, etc. from JoAnn’s so I am ready to make macarons! I blame the Great British Bake Off for sending me down this path.
Big container of cole slaw is flavoratin’ in the fridge. I chopped up cabbage, carrots, and onions, then made a dressing of mayo, vinegar, salt, sugar, and celery seed. It’s kinda, sorta in accordance with a recipe… mostly. Trouble is, if **FCD **really likes it, I don’t know if I can duplicate it. Measuring is for wusses!!
Except when baking, then measuring is crucial. But sauces and dressings - close enough is close enough!
Dishwasher is loaded and the rinse cycle has been run. I should probably toss in the load of towels. But that means walking allllllllll the way down stairs!! <whine>
3rd time the charm? Howdy yall. sneaking in a post from irk. Taking a little break from travel research. I had a call today from a potential customer wanting to go to Israel. Sure, I can do that. When would you like to travel? Don’t know. How long would you like the tour to be? Don’t know. Where will you be departing from and returning to? Don’t know. How am I going to plan a trip with no information?
The crazy ass dog seems to like it but the whole time he is walking on the snow he falls through the crust. I thought he was going to wander off again this am but he decided to stick around.
I woke up early but called one of my friends.
She is going through a rough time having found out recently that her 16 year old daughter is pregnant. Not a happy time for her, made worse because the boy’s parents (he’s 18) think it’s wonderful news and are thrilled to death for the so in luv happy young couple. This made my friend the bad parent because she wasn’t showing the proper enthusiasm and happiness.
Anyone want to know a really bad way to dry your hair?
Bend over to pick up your shoe and accidentally let your wet hair touch the metal grate on the gas heater on the wall. hiss, sizzle Your hair is now singed and part of it is missing, but the part that is left in the immediate area is now completely dry and only smells slightly of being burnt!
Butters just go ahead and plan the trip. Then you tell the fool, ok, this is when you’re goin’, this where you depart from, and this is how long you stay. Follow that up with “and no backtalk!” You wanted the trip, I got it for ya. I probably wouldn’t make a very good travel agent would I?
sari maybe the happy parents of the 18 year old boy are willin’ to take the happy couple in, support 'em, and raise a baby. :rolleyes:
Tonight is comfort food night. Salmon patties, smashed N.O.T., English peas, and bizkits. I shall cheat and use frozen bizkits but I will bake 'em up first.
Howdy from da cave! I survived another day of irk. YAY! I talked to OYKW a few minutes ago. He’s an hour away. I shall begin dindin preparations around four-thirtyish figurin’ he’ll be here about the time I get it done. He was all “YAY” when I told him it was comfort food night. Tomorrow shall be fajita night. OLÈ!
Finished the music arrangements I was working on. I’d set myself a deadline to finish them before 5:00, and it’s 4:21 now, so yay, ahead of schedule. But there is still more music out there waiting to be arranged! My work is never finished. But I think I’ll slack off for the next little while.
Quick and boring supper. **FCD **had brats and I had ordinary weenies. He really liked the slaw - I didn’t. Too much celery seed. So I had beans. There are still some brownies left for later.
