No, Mooommm, it was awesome! The best meal you’ve ever had! And such a help to you to come home to a cooked meal! “While we’re discussing it sweetie, here are a few new things you can try and I’ll do the shopping and even some of the prep (maybe?).” Train him as he goes, if you see what I mean. Baby steps.
Howdy Y’all! JDD and Partner called and wanted to treat me to dindin at the [del]hog trough[/del] Golden Corral just cause. So I did. Really nice of 'em. I am a stuffded bear however. I’m ready for sleepy time but it’s too early for that. I shall attempt to make it until at least eight.
rosie took a bit to find your post but I voted. One I saw really gave me a giggle. It said, “Ready, Set, Tease!” 
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Well, he made the effort. 
But yes, if you’re not an accomplished cook, you need to follow the recipe exactly for at least the first time.
IIRC, when I made it, I used London broil because I had pre-cut portions of it in the freezer. Of course, that’s a bit of a trap for the unsuspecting if they don’t know how to cut it.
metal mouse, your trip sounds like fun. Got room in your suitcase?
Blurf. The sprog wants to run for class treasurer. There is nothing stereotypical about the Jewish kid being the treasurer.
He and I went to the local Greek diner for dinner, followed by a pit stop at the campaign HQ that just opened up where the Subway used to be. We signed up to work some phone bank shifts. It’s good that the sprog is taking an interest in politics and in public affairs. After that, we stopped at the French place for macarons. Those things are lethal! Awesome, but lethal.
So, the warehose managed to mislabel a bunch of pallets, so the truck driver had to retrace his steps to redeliver things. My Loss Prevention guy caught two pre-teens stealing. The linebacker sized cop did not scare them. 5’4" 130lbs. mom did. I love a happy ending.:D:D
Seconded!
:p;)
Done!
:dubious: Why?
Fire is fun.
**Sunny **- I really did appreciate the effort. I’m not expecting it to happen again any time soon.
Ima go to bed with Ben. Stoopid ragweed!
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Inspiration level was low for both of us so dinner was franks and beans. Tomorrow AM I see the Company Croaker again. The goose egg is going down slowly but I am really sure its going down so with luck this may be the last visit. I work with a few people who look longingly at my arm, dreaming it was theirs ------- so complications (or at least workers compensation) could set in. 
Mrs. Plant, v.3.0, is responsible for this. She whistled it, and got it stuck in my head.
For young people like Rosie, “Flipper” was an antique television program about a dolphin and his boy.
Sort of like a wet Lassie.
Mom will remember her grandchildren watching it.
But I digress.
“They call him Flipper, Flipper, faster than lightning,
No-one you see, is smarter than he”
Does that mean, “You will see no animals smarter than Flipper”
Or, “Understand that no animal is smarter than Flipper” ?
Inquiring people want to know!
So that’s why Swampy fries bacon nekid!
Sesame oil is a must for & smells wonnerful in a wok.
Yestidy, I saw a car with FISHEAD; I wonder if the owner is roly poly.
Today I saw LV FMLY & my first thought was “Leave”, then realized it’s probably for “Love”.
Tonight’s dinner was for an impromptu birthday celebration:
Chicken saute’d in garlic & IPA over a bed of Ramen noodles…since they’ve been around for 58 years (as I heard on the radio on the way home). Thanks, Momofuku Ando, college kids everywhere owe you…big time!
Flytrap, whatever you do, don’t click on this.
TGIF.
And that’s all I’ll say about that.
Happy Firday.
Had to pay my Uni fees today. I’d signed up under the expectation I could defer them, but due to a technicality it turns out I can’t. poor
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 96 and sunny with a heat index of around 106. In a little while I shall go mow OYKW’s yahd. The good thing is I can do the whole thing in about forty-five minutes. Speakin’ of OYKW, I just talked to him. He has now been on the road for ten minutes and should be back early afternoon. He informed me he wants majik intartoobz pizza for dindin so the brisket I took out of da freezer and thawed will get cooked tomorrow evenin’ for tomorrow’s dindin and Sunday’s N.O,L.
BatKid po’ and college student go together. Been there done that, et the ramen noodles to prove it all.
OK, I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then I shall get it in gear and go mow. Rah.
Happy Firday Y’all!
I think it means animals are smarter than plants…
My old TV song is even older, IIRC:
There’s a holdup in the Bronx, Brooklyns’ broken out in fights;
There’s a traffic jam in Harlem that’s backed up to Jackson Heights.
There’s a scout troop short a child, Khrushchev’s due at Idlewild…
Car 54, Where Are You?
OK, enough old guy stuff. Outside of house is looking good, they should finish that today and the inside work shouldn’t take that long. They game me a quote on the windows that is about half of what I budgeted, which makes me both happy and suspicious (too many contractors in my life). Also going to get an estimate next week for the roof…that’s me, pumping life into the economy…
Red. think my roomie might object (those staterooms are small).
Batkid, yeah, just when you think you’re at least even, something always comes up. At least you apparently could cover it.
ruble, good luck with the sawbones, hope you are well.
doggio, I’ve seen the same effect…moms are just generically scary to kids…it’s an evolution things, I guess…
This is Firday, isn’t it? (they seem to blur together these days). Have a happy one, whatever it is.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. This Friday is actually my Firday.
Bummer about the fees, BatKid.
Is that what we’re doing this morning? Okay, I’ll play
She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens,
Til her boyfriend kicked her out in one of those crushing scenes.
What was she to do, where was she to go
She was out on her fanny.
So over the bridge from Flushing to the Sheffield’s door,
She was there to sell make up but the father saw more,
She had style, she had flair, she was there,
That’s how she became the Nanny.
Who would have guessed that the girl we described
was just exactly what the doctor prescribed?
Now, the father finds her beguiling, watch out C.C.,
And the kids are actually smiling, such joie de vivre
She’s the lady in red when everybody else is wearing tan.
The flashy girl from Flushing, the Nanny named Fran.
also, BLURF!
**MetalMouse **- the year before I retired, we did a major outside overhaul - roof, windows, gutters, siding, trim. Plus we added a deck, but we did that part ourselves. The roof definitely needed to go, and the windows were old double-hung wood with aluminum storm windows - original to the 1975 house. It was pricey, but I was still making them big gummint bucks and spousal unit was the senior mechanical engineer at his place of employment. So it made sense for us to do it all.
Then the well crapped out - that was $8K we hadn’t planned to spend just then. Ah, home ownership…
Blurf
Someone look in and poke me every so often if I fall asleep?
I wasn’t planning on climbing an extension ladder while naked, I promise! Just want to find the jerk who took out the wired smoke detectors in the house and replaced them with cheap battery powered ones. Especially the one up near the peak of a 14’ cathedral ceiling in my bedroom that decided to start chirping at 2:30 am.