Timelies all!
Ugh, Mr. S was at it again last night. He didn't fall asleep until midnight, resulting in frustrated and tired parents. (Gary ended up taking just about all of his toys out of his room, because he was playing with them instead of going to sleep.)
It's a Labor Day miracle! All the diet Coke in the pop machine has been refilled!
I just started streaming the funeral. I haven't figured out where in the schedule they are.
The webcam in the French Quarter is more interesting viewing than usual. Bears on the Bayou Southern Decadence is having a big weekend, and there's one of those "Christian" groups standing at a Bourbon Stree intersection silently holding signs saying, essentially "Because we love you, we're telling you you're going to hell." The crowd wanders past, stares, takes pictures, points and laughs, and occasionally bends over and asks to be spanked in front of the group. A cop wandered up, watched for a while, then made some people get out of the way of a car trying to get through.
I love webcams.
I have a financial assessment at work tomorrow. I spent 5 hours wrestling with a $9.02 discrepancy. I wish alcohol weren't so carby.
The financial assessor fixed it in less than five minutes (spoiler alert: it only existed because I was doing wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too much arithmetic), taught me how to bipass all the rigamarole I wrangled yesterday, left me to work on catching up, and about an hour later I got caught up on another $9 discrepancy. The financial assessment was the easy part of the day.
shoves carb free booze thru interwebs
Too much screen time today. I think I have to tear myself away.
Atropa, I hadn't thought about that but yeah, you're right. Hey, maybe I could get a tattoo without passing out.
I tried to make a clafoutis for breakfast, and it totally didn't work. I don't know what the hell was wrong with the recipe, but it took way longer to cook, and 100% stuck to the pan. It still tastes good, but oy. But you know on GBBO, in the technical round, when things are a mess, and the one good thing they can say is the flavor is OK? That's because they used all the ingredients, so what else would it taste like! This is like that.
Google images shows me that clafoutis often isn't pretty.
DH slept in Savannah GA last night. I tried to convince him to sleep in, go for a swim, have breakfast and not get on the road too early. He was business emailing at 6 something this morning so not sure he listened. I even booked him in a nice hotel! (he is Mr. DIY so when he called last night around 10 and asked me to find him a room I figured I would make it a nice one)