So my daily commute is about 45 miles and usually takes about an hour. Not today though, today there was a 9 car pile up that had the interstate completely closed down. I am finally home after 2 hours and 1 near death experience and I am having a drink. Or 3
Cool!
Sorry rio that just blows, I shall join you in drinking soon. I have had a blurfy day.
That is all for now
Jim
I’m going to follow FCM’s sterling example and yarn the night away. See y’all mañana!
Home from Maundy Thursday services over to the church house. That is one looooooooooooooooong service, as in an hour and a half even! Then again, it does include The Washin’ of Feet, Eucharist and the Strippin’ of The Altar. Tomorrow I shall attend the noon Good Friday service. I haven’t attended the noon service in several years as I usually go to Good Friday Even Song. Thus, time to shake things up a bit. 
Sattidy is yahd irk day and food prep time for Easter feast. Well, tomorrow night will involve some prep time as well. I’m doin’ the ham, N.O.T. sallit and satanic ovaries. Others are bringin’ sides, veggies and dessert(s). There shall be ten of us gathered at da cave to feast. Should be good.
flytrap I like rotiserize! I like the sound of “I’m havin’ rotiserized chikin.”
Glad you made it home safe rio. I could not even imagine a 45 mile commute everyday. My ten mile commute takes me 10 to 15 minutes dependin’ on how many traffic lights I catch.
Now I shall betake myself to beddy bye.
Nighty Nite Y’all!
Up yours, Fairy Chat!
Now I shall follow Sario’s sterling example.
Irked, came home, watching hockey.
Just be careful if you find it. Gordie like to “appreciate” pink things.:eek:
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flytrap to answer an earlier question, Rotisserie is the thing that rotisses. Thus one can say “I’m goin’ to rotiss a chikin,” or “I am rotissin’ a chikin,” or “I rotissed a chikin.” Hence the verb, “to rotiss.” Thus concludes the Mumper grammar lesson for the day.
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I just spin a bird.
I took extreme action today. The dilaudid may as well have been diluted despite the increased rate of consumption, so I drove down to the hospital at lunchtime with the intent to buttonhole the doctor. Success! DH is now snoozing with a fentanyl patch on his arm.
Glad I could serve as inspiration. My drinks have been drunk and soon it will be bed time. A four day weekend will ensure that I don’t want to go back to work Tuesday. Rosie’s sig to all, goodnight
** Ryan **
Happy Firday!
It’s 10 degrees above freezing and pitch black outside.
Thank you sah-dog for waking me up
again.
I have a horrible commute, just horrible.
It involves sitting up in bed and pulling my rolling desk over to me.
Sometimes I have to :::gasp::: walk a few steps across the room to switch the dying phone with the charged phone.
Sometimes my path is blocked by the dog and I have to ::: horrors::: take a giant step over him.
It can even be dangerous :eek:. One day my toe got caught in his blanket and I could have fallen. Another time I slipped on a little puddle of drool.
If people only knew what I have to go through everyday just to get to work.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 40 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 72 for the day. Come on Spring!
Today is Good Friday so for those among us who observe, “Blessed Good Friday.”
I intend to make this a short irk day. I will attend the noon Good Friday service and envision not goin’ back to irk. We shall see how that plays out.
sari how do you manage such a gruelin’ commute every day! :eek:
flytrap you best be careful sassin’ MOOOOOOM. She could put you on The List.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Firday Y’all!
ETA: First on Six!
Glad things are going better for DH, gotti.
Sari, you and I have a similar commute although mine has the extra danger of stepping on small slivers of metal if I should happen to forget to put on a pair of shoes.
I’m trying not to get all bent out of shape about this, but today is my knee appointment. I will find out one way or the other whether my knee can be fixed or if I have to live with this indefinitely. I suspect that it will not be fixed, but maybe I am wrong. Either way, after waiting over a year it will be good to know one way or the other.
I find it interesting that even tho I no longer go to work, I’m still up at 5 every day! Which is fine, because if I ever get to go back to work, I’ll be accustomed to rising early. So there’s that.
And it also means my morning commute is a tad more complex than sari’s - my hazards are tripping over a dog and/or 2 cats, not to mention the gazillion dog toys that always litter the living room. I have to go from one corner of the house all the way to the opposite corner!! :eek: And if I want caffeine, I have to hit the 3rd corner. So far, I haven’t needed to enter the guest room, but that would complete my cornering.
swampy, **flytrap **is on a Special List all his own. I believe it’s entitled: Oh no, not *him *again!!! 
It’s supposed to be sunny and close to 60° today. I’ve got to boil 2 dozen eggs, launder all the knitted stuff I’m taking to Mom’s, and vacuum. **FCD **is coming home around noon today. I’m not sure what the afternoon will bring.
I tried to log on to my work account and submit my time card, and my password doesn’t work. :eek: Are they trying to tell me something?? :eek: Actually, they’ve been doing stuff with the remote access accounts - even **FCD **was having problems getting into his email from home. Anyway, I asked him to either have the IT boss contact me so I can get her to fix my account, or I’ll send my sweetie my login info so he can submit my timecard. It’ll be my last 40 hours for a while, I fear.
There’s a really cool project supposedly in the offing that I would love to have, but for one thing. It’s in Hagerstown, MD. That’s about 125 miles from home, via the Washington Beltway, so it’s potentially a 3-hour commute, depending on traffic. That makes it a stay-in-a-hotel job, altho it’d probably make more sense for the company to rent an apartment. Anyway, the project involves doing modifications on 2 aircraft - essentially stripping them down to the frames and rebuilding them to suit a new use. I used to do that with Navy aircraft. I’d kinda love the job, except for the part of not being at home for days at a time. Dammit.
So it probably won’t happen. 
Oh well.
Hugs all around, just because! Except for flytrap, because of the whole list thing.
Happy Firday!
Strippin’ at church. sigh You Whiskeypalians…
Off to irk.
Do they tuck the bucks on the ushers when the collection is taken?
Blurf. Thank Og it’s Firday.
so much blurfage
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Do they tuck the bucks on the ushers when the collection is taken?
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Only when I ush while wearin’ a thong. Howzzat for your daily mental picture.
:eek::eek::eek:
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: OK, where’s the extra-heavy-duty brain bleach??? :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
Silly ol’ bear…
Up again, for reals this time.
It’s 9 degrees above freezing with a predicted high of 23 above freezing.
The sun is shining and the day is young or some such happy nonsense because it’s too damn early to be cheery.
I have to irk in 25 minutes.
Sticky and FCM y’all be careful. It sux to have a killer commute.
** Swampy** [ray charles] PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON [/ray charles].