I want whatever smonster is on. This can't be coffee.
No earthly coffee, anyway.
So, for reasons unknown to me, I was reading an article about what not to do on cruise ships on travel.aol.com and found this in a section about how you shouldn't assume pirates are part of the entertainment:
...there was a cruise ship attacked by these scoundrels in Gulf of Aden (near Oman) in 2008. Though that was a scenario akin to Chihuahuas attacking a Great Dane, anyone who has ever met a viscous Chihuahua knows, they have sharp teeth.
Now, I myself have never met a viscous Chihuahua, but I find myself wondering how they could have sharp anything, really.
eta: Also be aware that "storms and rouge waves similar to the one made famous in Sebastian Unger’s book The Perfect Storm..." can happen. Also, one should beware of viscous mascara pirate waves.
And to follow up on tree-climbing velociraptors: Man-eating giant birds! [link]
It's a wonder mammals evolved into humans who then survived to create the George Foreman Grill.
I just talked to my mom. They're moving her out of the ICU and onto a regular floor, and she might be able to come home tomorrow.
I'm so glad, Hil. Lots of continuing-recovery and quick-discharge~ma to your mom.
That's great news, Hil. Best to her.
That's great, Hil. Glad to hear it. Hope she'll be out of the hospital in no time.
Argh. My mom does not know the meaning of "relax." She's realized that she's not going to be able to do all the cooking for Rosh Hashanah, so while she's still in the hospital, she's calling me, asking me to look up the phone numbers and menus of various food places so that she can decide what to order and get that all done.
At least it means she's doing better, I guess.
She just called again, to ask about cupcakes. I said, "Aren't you supposed to be relaxing?" She laughed and said, "They haven't told me that yet."
Hil, yay for your mom feeling better, and patience~ma for the rest.
Viscous chihuahuas and rouge waves, oh my.
Coffee and adrenaline can do amazing things, I tells ya.
So festival recycling is all set up, and my stabby feelings are slowly beginning to fade. I sense they will not go away completely until I have showered, eaten something massively unhealthy, and napped. Off to accomplish those things, possibly not in that order.
Hil, great to hear progress on your mom. Good luck with the scores of phone calls. But revel in them, as it sounds like it might be a strange delight.
As for me. I've been trying to food shop for a couple days now. But not wanting to while it's raining, because I move slowly, espicially with groceries. And moving slow in the rain is not fun. Of course, it only rained when I came home from work all week. Now. It's just raining. I got a party people! I need to make Lasagna. Get some snacks! :: shakes wee fist at rain clouds :: But. My new windshield wipers work great !!
