Wee is good. She reminds my oversized DH that she held him when he was smaller than her. We've always called her Little Grandma. Our family pictures show a real variety of shapes, colors, and sizes.

My work wireless has been mostly down for the last 2 days. Every few hours, it blips back on for a few minutes and I can grab a load of my main work email. And then it goes down again and I submit another ticket. And then nothing happens, and I submit another nagging email to demand a response to the last ticket, and then it comes back on for a few minutes and I throw out some responses to the last batch of email. And then it goes down again and I submit another ticket.

In between, I can access various things (including the intranet, y'all, the help ticket system) on a machine with a wired connection, but my web access for the email I *actually* need doesn't work. I can do my actual work on my laptop, and then sneakernet it to the wired machine if I need to actually send it to someone. I can, oh, I dunno, bang my head against things in frustration.

I cannot go to another location with wireless, because it's the time of year when there are hours on end of gaps in the student schedule, and I can't leave the place unstaffed.

I cannot plug my laptop into a wired connection, which you'd think would be an obvious solution, as those are all tied to specific machines.

My head hurts. I am seriously ready kill things, starting with the goons who made the wireless routers and moving down the list from there.

She reminds my oversized DH that she held him when he was smaller than her.

That's wonderful. Much healing~ma to her.

How frustrating, amych! Things you need to be able to work should work when you are at work.

I know! If I'm not working, I want it to be my own damn fault.

If the new place doesn't have a programmable thermostat, invest in one! They're easy to attach and it will save you $ and worry, because you won't have to remember anything.

We did this when we had oil heat.

Love the programmable. Mine has the heat up for a couple of hours in the morning, down all day, up in the evening, and back down again after 10, and I don't have to worry about forgetting to adjust it before I leave the house or go to bed. Love.

Also, I found out that the beer I got last week that was supposed to be McChouffe the Belgian Brown was actually this crazy-ass Houblon Chouffe Dobbelen IP Tripel. I'll have to try it again, it sounds good, and my brain was just all DOES NOT COMPUTE DOES NOT COMPUTE so I couldn't really get into it before. This sounds about right (from the article linked to above):

As the hops hit the taste buds, it runs a bit coarse, with hop tannins, floral, citric, slight aspirin, mild spiciness, and a soft twang of rind that sticks to the palate and hangs in there for quite a while. This segues into pronounced esters and suggestions of sweet blood oranges that meld with a balanced malty sweetness, with grainy and bready notes from Pale and Pilsner malts.

The color pictured is right on too, though this particular batch poured a lot clearer than the one reviewed.

Nora, you hop-heads continually befuddle me. All I ever taste with a hoppy beer is BITTER. That leaves IPAs, et al., RIGHT OUT.

the beer I got last week that was supposed to be McChouffe the Belgian Brown

I told my brother about this, and he said, "I've started fights for less." So any time you want to go marauding/drinking, you have a partner in crime up in Waterbury.

Dear Attendant: Fuck...why didn't you tell me Worthless Spouse had an interview today? Signed, Smart, not Psychic, of Phoenix. I can get the lead out in the morning if I have to. Although, since it's Tuesday, trickery, such as "Look! Shirtless Mike Rowe!" might work best. Thanks ever so, Me P.S> Yes, I *like* to stretch my muscles while winning virtual thousands on Cash Cab, but even I can't argue that as a constitutional right. Interrupt me. Worthless Spouse can't do that much...he needs my full support for job interviews.