I had to work today, but not a regular day. The library closes for President’s Day, so usually the cafe wouldn’t be working. But PD is when the library doisinformational programs, continuing ed, etc, etc, and so forth. So the employees have to be fed. I made o dozen small cinnamon rolls, nine dozen small muffins, and twenty dozen sugar cookies for snacks this afternoon. I went to work early, at 3:45 AM, and got out about 10:00AM.
:smack:
That’ll work for me; what’s everyone else going to eat?
Back from a profitable trip to the hardware store. I walked there & found a dollar bill on the ground, then I found a $10 later. The cost to replace my [del]loose[/del] missing screw? 18¢
Went past the Wawa on the way home & was going to use some of my newfound riches on a Sizzli (on sale, 2/$3.33) but it was getting late & they didn’t have ones I liked left so now I need to forage for some lunch.
Well, the guy came by early to look at my walls and will e-mail me an estimate. Now need to go out to mail a couple of bills and visit the carpet place to see if they can do anything about the part of the carpet that got soaked. Really don’t want to replace it all, since only 10% of the carpet in the bedroom got wet and my plan isn’t to replace that stuff until 2019-2020. We shall see.
Baker, it’s a tough job, but somebody has to do it…
Spidey, play nice with the other Mumpers and share or you’ll go into time out. And finding a $10.00; don’t think I ever did better than a quarter.
ruble, I need to do laundry sometime this week too. Have fun.
FCM, so Mama doesn’t have a squeeze box anymore? :eek:
Da cave is now all spiffed. Go Me!
{{{StickyBuns}}} howdy!
WetOne everyone brings their own steak or other meat of choice and own beverage, adult or non-adult. Some one (sometimes me sometimes not) buys all the fixin’s (sallit, N.O.T., bizkits, snausage appetizer (a tradition)) and everyone chips in two or three bucks to pay for the fixin’s. I go early to set up (we do use plates, sallit bowls, knives and forks cause we’re Whiskypalians and Luteruns and are civilized), light the grill, cook the snausages and so forth. I do that cause I am retired and can go early. One or two others usually show up earlyish as well. We start to gather to grill stuff and eat around sixish.
Since mama doesn’t have a squeezebox, daddy gets to sleep at night. 
There were snow flurries last night and this morning, but the sun is out now. Nothing stuck. It’s cold, but I think we’re done with snow (so now we’ll get a foot, because).
This is my favorite accordion song (and group, for that matter). 
I am being a very lazy person today. It may be nap time soon. yawns
Well that was weird. Read through the thread and was considering whether to add anything, and the Dope disappeared! Just went to a white screen. 
Went to a different site and it came up just fine.
Now I’m back here, and so are you.
That’s all I got.
Happy Moanday!
That should have been nine dozen small cinnamon rolls, not o.
Hey everyone, it’s still morning in the PNW so Good Moanday Morning. Life has been doing the usual twists and turns and I am dancing as fast as I can to try and keep up.
My car broke down, it’s in the shop but I am not having good feelings about her. I don’t know what I am going to do if she isn’t fixable, but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. Meanwhile I am grounded.
I haven’t really spoken about this to anyone yet, but I found out last week that my dad died in December. I knew there was something going on with him, but just like his mom he hid that he was sick, and then he was simply unavailable. My stepmom has Alzheimer’s and I thought he had his hands full and that we would reconnect when things calmed down. The loss I feel is . . . immense. He and I had a complicated relationship, and he was mostly absent from my life. I have Daddy Issues, and this feels like yet another rejection. I am grateful that we had a few years in which to forge a friendship.
Not all is sad, even though we are finally feeling a little bit of winter there are still more signs of spring every day. Until I can get outside to prune I am still painting rocks, and I even bought a couple of books on painting with acrylics and a couple of canvases to play with. I have a lot of new beads, and I have two clay (polymer) projects forming in my mind; I really ought to call them mixed media as I intend to use more than just clay and maybe paint, one is a mermaid and the other Puddles Pity Party. The mermaid will need pearls and jeweled scales and such, Puddles has props, and I may make the top of his costume from fabric, as he tucks things up his left sleeve.
I am finally ready to think about getting another Pomeranian, I have been talking with a friend from Alaska from whom I had bought a Pom from years ago. I am jonesing for some puppeh breath!
Happy Day to everyone, although most of you are halfway through your day, or more!
{{{kai}}} I suspect the loss of a parent is difficult, regardless of the situation. Glad you became friends.
This is an afternoon full of weird. I broke out the duster and cranked up some ABBA on the turntable. Yes, I dusted… :eek:
I finished my murder mystery. There’s a hunk of chickie thawing for supper. It’s still dreary as my long weekend winds down. Back to the grind in the morning…
That is Mob money.
They will be after you.
I slept most of the day seeing as how I did not sleep much last night. Now the task will be to sleep tonight so I can get up and go to irk tomorrow. I am scared I have become lazy. I will take sleep medicine later as I have to sleep in order to function tomorrow. I have my days and nights mixed up.
Kai. Hugs to you. Hope the car is a simple and cheap repair.
Given what I bought I feel comfortable saying “screw you”. 
♫ She’s the dusting queen, [del]dancing[/del] dusting till it gets a sheen.♫♪
{{{wiki}}}
Time to make the [del]donuts[/del] dinner.
**{{{butters}}}
{{{kai}}}
s[odeu**, the last time that I found money on the ground was a few years ago around Xmas. There was a $20 on the ground outside of the grocery store and I dropped it in the food bank donation jar inside.
Glad Moanday is over.
The other spoons in my silverware drawer are pho spoons. pho spoons - Bing images I like them for Thai/Lao/Chinese/Japanese takeout.
{{{kai}}}
Had today off. My mom and I went north and got some dog food and some clothing unmentionables for me. Then we went to my favorite Greek restaurant for lunch. Yum!
You’re nuts
Scones, if they’re unmentionables, how come you mentioned them?
Got a carpet guy coming over Wednesday to assess the damage (if any) caused by the water. Also accepted the bid to get my walls repaired, hopefully start this week. And that’s enough activity for one day, I guess.
kai, here’s hoping you will feel better, and maybe a Pom puppy would help.
Bedtime is closing in, ending my long weekend. Hope I sleep thru. I need sleep.
Howdy Y’all! Home from men’s night over to the church house which was somewhat somber. Deacon Jim Purks who was Deacon at St. Pat’s for a while as well as St. Paul’s in town, Calvary in Americus, and served as a chaplain both for hospice and the local horsepistol passed away this afternoon. He had some severe heart problems and to complicate things his kidneys ceased to function. He was at Emory University hospital in Etlanner where there was hope that a malfunctioning mitral valve in his heart could be fixed or replaced when he died. EYP told us tonight while no plans are firmed up yet, Jim’s funeral will be at St. Paul’s and he will be interred in the Columbarium at St. Pat’s. He ate many meals here at da cave. Loved spicy foods so I’d always make spicy stuff and have hot sauce on hand just in case he needed to kick it up some more. He always left full and with leftovers. In an earlier life he was a reporter for the Associated Press and was in Birmingham as a young man when the bombing of the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church took place. He was a firm believer in healing prayer and was a member of the Order of St. Luke, a society devoted to healing and prayer. I had expected the worst as the health problems he faced were so similar to what my dad went through and eventually died from those complications. I am very sad right now. 
Thanks Y’all for allowin’ me to post all that here.
{{{Wiki}}} so sorry about your father. He, you and the family are in my thoughts and prayers. Hope the car woes are not so bad.
OK, I have this mental image of MOOOOOOM dancin’ around, singin’ at the top of her lungs and dustin’. This is both humorous and disturbin’!
{{{Swampy}}} It is so hard to lose a close friend. My heart goes out to you. Take care.
{{{swampy and frineds}}} Deacon Jim sounds like someone I would enjoy visiting with.