I share your Ernesto worry. My schedule's been revamped and I'm working straight for the next seven days at least, with 11-hour-days starting on Friday. (I do tech support for a damage estimation software company.) I am not pleased. At least I get overtime.
Here's hoping Ernesto peters out.
Many Happy Returns of the Day, Jen & Meara!
Gronk. I feel like I need to be steeped in a vat of very strong coffee. Caffiene by ingestion is not working.
Yay, Calli!!!!! Congrats!!!
Oh, Jiiiiiiiiiiilllllllllliiiiiiiiiiii...
The high-flying ingredients in our kit include Scharffen Berger 41% milk chocolate bats; premium bat-shaped graham crackers made with whole-grain graham flour, molasses and organic honey; and plump handmade marshmallows. It all comes packaged in a box tied with orange and black paper ribbons
Congratulations, Calli!
Happy birthday and a glorious year to Jen and meara!
Other than that, I got nothin' but gronk. Though I'm at least marginally better off than Emmett, who is huddled on the couch in a lump of depression over it being the last day of summer. Hec is trying to prod him into some kind of activity lest he waste his entire last day being depressed over it being the last day, but so far it isn't working.
lest he waste his entire last day being depressed over it being the last day
Oh, lordy. 30+ years on Emmett and this is still something I'd do.
And, also, thanks!
Yay Calli! Happies to meara and Jen!
Poor Emmett. I remember those days well...
(wanders into thread, blinking in a bleary but friendly sort of way)
Tired now. Dad's 70th Birthday Party = good time had by all. The laundry is all done and my houseguests are all driving east thru Nevada even as I type. I can hardly believe I stood up in front of the guests and sang a song accompanied by a toy piano (the song was in the key of H, but sounded like L. Ba-dum-dum!)
One of many amusing moments: watching my cat Mishka following cousin John's terrier Scruffy around the house. Poor Scruffy was a little scared of him. Mishka may be the bravest cat in the world: he fears neither twins nor terriers, just the vacuum cleaner.
Also I learned how to spit fire using Everclear and a flaming torch made of rolled-up newspaper, and that Diet Coke works better for the Mentos Fountain.