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Froggy Bottom Cafe
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Coffee & Tea under the window, platters of treats on every table
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Morning, cafe is open for business….Waiting for some news about indictment!!!
In honour of Fitzmas I hereby resurrect my casting the Repubs as Fairy Tale characters piece…
I think the description of the Republican party is apt for the current situation… no?
I find your description of the Republican party as the owners of the goose who laid golden eggs to be a particularly accurate description of their approach to the environment… 🙁
It’s sad isn’t it how perfectly it fits so many of their policies and actions?
Yup, the environment indeed… open for bidness until it’s all gone… or we’re all dead.
Bon matin, mes amis. Je suis en Longeueil, Quebec mais cette image très jolie est tout Brown County.
Photographie par mon mari
Au revoir jusqu’à demain.
Bon jour, AndiF. Le photographie par Bill c’est tres pretty. Nous miss yous!
Indict Day? Hmmmm….maybe I’ll try to wake up for news today.
Home sick…blankets are piled high, tea is hot for a few more minutes, and my pillow is calling me for some more sleep.
Cold, rainy day here…and I’m finally succumbing to the office bug….
I’ll check in later….after my early to mid-morning nap here.
Okay, SallyCat, I guess I’ll just have to use on you the sure-fire cure that always works with katiebird.
STOP THAT AT ONCE!
I insist that you feel better right now!
Don’t argue with me.
Get well.
And then take a day off and stay in bed anyway. 🙂
(Sorry you’re sick. Hope I didn’t make your head hurt by yelling at you.)
Well it looks like no indictments today Sally..
Sorry you don’t feel well, take it easy, I made special tea for you and put my special blanket by the cafe fire, yes we do have a fire place here, a giant stone one that all can gather around….
I know someone will find a good pic….yes…of a fireplace….
I hope everyone will tell the weather in their town today…in SoCa. it is overcast and cool…
Snuggle up SallyCat, and we will have an unending supply of hot tea at your beck and call.
Shirl, is that your house? How boo-tiful.
::packs bags and maps route to Potato Land::
Come on over Indy. . .we’ll pretend it’s my house, Okay?
Wish it were my house and my fireplace, why. . .I would be an amazing chick-magnet and have the ladies. . .oh, wrong diary. . .oh, oh, wrong website. . .scoosa me.
Pretty, pretty house!
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Quattro to be indicted will visit George in the White House for their resignation ::
All are connected to the WHIG cabal.
LEAVE … Iraq to the Iraqis
“Treason doth never prosper: what’s the reason?
For if it prosper, none dare call it treason.”
▼ ▼ ▼ MY DIARY
Today is the last day of my writing class and I find that I already miss my students, though I do intend to keep in touch with them via the Yahoo group I set up for them. Considering the abject terror with which I went into this project it’s a rather funny feeling. But I think I’ve helped most of them along their journeys with writing, and I have high hopes that a couple of them at least will go on to realize their writing dreams. And that’s very cool.
I’ve always known why my wife loves teaching, but now I understand it. I’ve learned a number of things from my students, both about teaching and writing, and it’s an experience I will definitely repeat, probably with next fall’s Loft term. I’m too late for spring, and summer isn’t an option at the moment. I’m grateful to have had the opportunity to do this. I hope all of you also have something to grateful for today. Perhaps some indictments?
should take a moment to step outside the cafe and read Larry Johnson’s latest post on the front page.
I’m so damn happy I’m about to cry!
Drizzly day in the Bay Area today; might be a good day to stay in and monitor the news while I’m getting some cleaning done…
Waiting for the spouse to finish shaving so we can run out to the store for the major grocery shopping; have a good recipe planned for the slow cooker but the only ingredient I have is the chicken. About the only good thing about the spouse’s current work schedule is we can grocery shop early when the stores are relatively uncrowded. My mom used to shop at 6am; well, we didn’t make it up that early but 8 isn’t too bad.
Just heard that the indictments might not come down today after all…and that Fitz is seeking an extension on this GJ. We could be waiting quite a while, folks… 🙁
Okay, back later…
I was feeling awfully good about myself a little while ago after having a strenuous workout at the gym. Thirty minutes on the bike, 10 minutes on the stairmaster, 30 minute weight training circuit, and then another 20 minutes on the bike.
But, damn! Right next door to the gym is a Quizno’s and it smelled soooo good. I think it’s just shameful to put a gym in a strip mall surrounded by fast food places. So, it’s not even noon here and I’ve already downed a Cabo Chicken sandwich. Arghhh!
I’ve never been to a Quizno’s. Is it like a Subway, only better?
Meh. They have good stuff, but I like Subway better and I think it’s cheaper. But, damn, it smelled good. The bread is the thing for this bread addict.
Subway’s bread is fresh-made and always smells so good…. (that and I can walk to one) but I like Quizno’s sandwich filling selections better.
Why am I suddenly feeling hungry?
Oh. It IS lunchtime, isn’t it…. (on the east coast, anyway..)
Well, I am on the east coast, and since I had Quizno’s at 11:13 AM I guess dinner is at 3:00. Will someone please give me some self-control?
I’d say make a change today. Just Today. Don’t worry about tomorrow.
Taking it one day at a time has made all the difference in the world for me.
I seem to be able to handle the small units:
Eat Breakfast. Don’t eat until lunch. Eat Lunch. Don’t eat until Dinner. Eat Dinner. Don’t eat until Breakfast. (walk into kitchen, is it breakfast time? no I haven’t even been to bed. Leave kitchen without food). Eat Breakfast.
In fact, it doesn’t even seem hard & I hardly ever go in the kitchen anymore.
thanks, katiebird. It’s good to remember to take it one day at a time.
I’ve been really good the past few years about eating right and exercising…and it’s important for me to remember that if I do something indulgent, like eating at Quizno’s, I should just blow it off and get right back on the wagon.
One day at a time is right. Just for today is a good mantra.
…do something indulgent, like eating at Quizno’s, I should just blow it off and get right back on the wagon.
I wouldn’t think of eating at Quizno’s as indulgent. I would say that you ate whichever meal it was at Quizno’s. And just not eat again (this is if it was me, I’m not trying to say what you should do) until my next meal.
The important thing is to stick to your plan, whatever it is through the day. I know that you can do it.
If you give yourself permission to fail and get back on track, you’re messing with momentum. Treat it like quiting smoking, or something else that you’ve quit.
For me, it’s eating between meals and taking seconds. That’s all. For now, I’m very carefully watching what & how much I’m eating (because I really, really want to get off the diabetes medication & losing weight will help make that possible). All I’ve promised myself is that today I’m following that rule in my signature. And I’ll do it for a year.
For you it might be different. But, I firmly believe that people with food problems can’t control them until they give up, forever, eating between meals and taking seconds.
For me, that idea or promise that I could get right back to it just didn’t work. Sometimes I didn’t get right back to it. Sometimes tomorrow was 11 years coming.
It’s really changed my life to define my food problem in such a way that I can “Quit”.
I want to say, I know you can do it.
It’s nice to have a personal cheerleader! If only you could follow me around maybe I wouldn’t keep losing the same 30 lbs. over and over again. 😉
Email me — I’m bursting with ideas to help you.
katiebird@everestkc.net
Katiebird, I missed you and your sig line yesterday…it’s such a helpful little reminder not to wander out to the kitchen for a little boredom-relieving snack!
I’ll have to head for a hike or run this afternoon, now that the sun’s finally out.
CabinGirl, you’ll find that it really takes the stress out of controlling food issues, to take it one day at a time, whatever your personal rule.
I keep thinking of all the people who’ve quit smoking, drinking or gambling, they did it.
I can do this, and so can you.
email me anytime you want.
katiebird@everestkc.net
Oh! I forgot, I’m sorry,
(HUG) And thanks for the great feedback!
I haven’t been able to keep up with the cafe or other diaries much these days, so I don’t know exactly when you changed your sig or the story behind it, but it has been inspiring me over the last few days, and I thank you.
(HUG)
I’m so happy to hear this. Thank you. And please email me directly anytime you want to talk.
Really.
katiebird@everestkc.net
Mmmmm….toasty.
Hey Lib, does this mean we kissed and made up?
We were fighting? I thought those were love taps.
Hay, if you two are going to kiss and make up let us know next time so that we can watch.
There’s nothing to see here folks, just move on. 🙂
Charge up the camcorder, boran2, because there could be spanking as well. You never know. ;p
Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?
yeah well, it takes alot of work to maintain my level of insensitivity. It requires active ignorance.
And I know that “active” part has to be really hard on you older folks.
::ducks::
That does it: now the gloves come off. Well, after I change my Depends and turn the flow up on my oxygen tank. Sheesh.
LOL
I know it’s bad form to break the fourth wall, but you are just so funny.
I always make jokes with my friends about my chronic illness making me older than my own father — because every weekend the old man’s out surfing and flying planes and I’m all, “Where are my houseslippers? Those kids downstairs need to shut the hell up, don’t they know it’s past 10 already? Do we have any prune juice?”
I know what you mean. I spent my 30’s clinically depressed and suffering from migraines. I felt 80 years old, I was always just wanting to sleep.
Now I feel like I’m in my twenties…what a shock to look in the mirror and see my mother. Or at least my oldest sister. Yikes!
I’m going to need to see a photo ID.
🙂
At the grocery store the other day, the pimply-faced 17 year old cashier asked me if I wanted the SENIOR DISCOUNT! I said “look at me!…please don’t tell me I look like I want the freaking senior discount!…this hair is blonde, do you hear me?…blonde!….not gray!”
Ok, so the gray is creeping in. I’ve never colored my hair before but maybe it’s time to start? It’s all downhill from here. sniff.
Did you shoot in point blank in the pimple infested forehoead of his?
I play with highlights. My hair bleaches out in the summer naturally and then by fall I look like I have rooteritus. So this lady gives me highlights. They’re fun.
When I was 24 I gave birth to Wesley. Was a hard delievery. I went into shock… I digress…
Later that night I noticed a grey crop circle thingy going on in my bangs. I shit you not. Been there ever since.
I was afraid he was going to cry when he finally looked at me. It made me feel good. Bad, bad, Laura!
I’ll trade you my stretch marks for your gray crop circle.
they aren’t grey hairs!!!!!!!!!!
They are platinum streaks.
Say it with me, “platinum stuhhhreaks”.
Good, I knew you could say it. 🙂
Janet, you should be a motivational speaker. You always make me laugh.
Well, if it was 10% off, I might have smiled and said thank you for the discount…nah, I would have screamed.
of a situation where I would condone an act of violence.
I’d grab him by and ask him, “How about I take 10% off your nutsack?… ooops, too late, someone already did”
.. what the hell was in my coffee today. I’m Hagzilla, Queen of the Bitches or something.
Holy God! Way to emasculate a 17 year old! Now I feel like my response was positively serene.
the crampage. 🙂
Ever here of some “going postal”?
I’m just providing the youth of America a lesson plan on how not to provoke a women into “going menstrual”. 🙂
It could save his life one day. Of course this blends into my favorite knock on a snatchzilla, “Who lit the fuse to her tampon?” 🙂
Can we get it over with already? The suspense is hard to bear. Hope this image of serenity will help calm the jitters.
Hi ask, thanks for the nice pic but I have a bit of a problem with scrolling this pic…I noticed it says a high number of pixels (2272 x 1704 pixels), but is not oversized…I noticed the same thing last week with your pic. It may need to be resized, prior to uploading to hosting site…Just wanted to mention to you so you can be aware of this problem. Don’t know if anyone else has scrolling problems but I sure do…
So how are you anyway, haven’t had a chance to talk to you lately and Curly also….When are we three getting together for some wine, cheese and calamata olives, with a side of sushi…Just wondering,,,,lol.
Sorry about that. It does not break the margins on my browser (Firefox), but you are right – it was a large image to which I set width=”400″ in an attempt to limit it. Maybe it should be done differently?
Lots of holidays coming up soon, but we are on different coasts. We’ll do some virtual cheers. curly is well, though she hasn’t been online much lately.
It is not a margin thing it is a scrolling thing….when I am using the scroll bar it drags over the pic and then when it passes everything is fine. I would just resize the pic before posting, photo editor will do that. I have to resize almost everthing.
You and Curly are on different coasts, where is she, where are you, thought you both were in NY…
OK.
No – curly and I are very much on the same coast – but you are on a different one 🙂
Anybody got word about Cindy/DC protestors???
I saw a green The World Can’t Wait sticker on our local store. I couldn’t help it folks… I started bawling right there. I feel awful because I had my CodePink shirt on and I’m standing there crying and people must think I’m nuts. But it was a mixture of sad tears…. because I’m worried sick about Cindy and all the folks in DC and it also awoke a feeling of “hooray!” people are waking up and I’m not the only one on this fucking mountain who isn’t lemming-along with Faux news.
But damn!!! I haven’t seen or heard any news about the dead out in DC.
The mentioned her and showed some footage from yesterday afternoon on the morning local (Philly) news today. I thought the plan was for 6 pm tonight.
I have 2 sick kids home from school, one with what sounds like bronchitis and one with a GI problem…I want to go to the local vigil tonight, but it’s not looking too good right now. I’m bummed.
Good morning/afternoon all you Pond dwellers. Oh my patience is wearing thin. I keep telling myself not to have any expectations for indictments but geesh! PISS is starting to set in…lol!
Del Mar is cool, windy and overcast. I guess fall is upon us. I got spoiled with the summer like weather while I was on vacation. Hope you all have a fabulous day and let’s all keep our everythings crossed until the announcement. Loved Larry’s frontpage story. Sounds credible.
Hi Aloha, we have the overcast here today too…I am all dressed in warm clothes and about to turn the heater on, oooooh we are in for a cold winter, lol, which most in northern climes would feel nice weather…we are so spoiled here in SoCal.
Fox news just said Fitz, just went in the courthouse again….don’t know what he’s doing in there. Everything is crossed on me…that’s a funny statement, eh!!!
up the coast it sounds like — gray and drizzly up here in the Bay Area. Spouse left for work, came back in a minute later to grab his small umbrella “just in case”.
My second sister gave me a small, lightweight down-filled spread last Christmas; just the right size for one person to snuggle under on the couch! I’m afraid I’ve monopolized it; I should get some green yarn and crochet the spouse a nice afghan for equal time — green’s his favorite color. I took a brief naplette when we got home from grocery shopping; now I’ve got to stay awake at least till I get dinner started in the slow cooker, and also get a little bit of cleaning done. Slight change of menu — I was going to make rice and a veggie, but think I’ll do two veggies instead to be a little healthier; I’ll heat up a can of corn for the starchy veggie, and I’d already planned on steamed carrots (got an awesome microwave veggie steamer!).
Looks like we’re still in hurry-up-and-wait mode on the indictments; maybe Fitz wants to make sure everyone’s good and awake, and half of Texas and Illinois were probably asleep this morning after the looooong World Series game last night…
Okay, back to work…
We have a couple of those down-filled throws and they’re wonderful, aren’t they?
We have something we like to call the Old Man Sweater, which is a handknit sweater that I bought at a thrift shop when we were very very broke and couldn’t afford to heat our house in the winter of 2001. I hate finding homemade things like that at resale shops because someone obviously took lots of time to make it for a loved one and then they just gave it away. It’s homely looking but it’s made out of the softest, thickest dove-gray yarn I’ve ever felt.
Last week here in NC we had the AC on, and the last few days we’ve all been fighting over the Old Man Sweater. Go figure.
“it’s made out of the softest, thickest dove-gray yarn I’ve ever felt.”
and my mind thinks:
It was given away because it was made with human hair.
muhahahaha 🙂
Ewwww! Unless it’s made from George Clooney’s hair or that hunky doctor from Grey’s Anatomy. Not the actual guy but his hair.
I love the fact that I can beat my kids every time in a “out-gross” contest.
They always start, too. “ohhh… grossest milkshake! Poo Poo Milkshake – top that”.
And I always do. In fact, they usually say “game over!” after a few rounds. 🙂
Upper Eyelid Cherry Chunk
or
Toilet Bowl Mildew Swirl
Come on kids, “poo poo” that’s for amatuers.
🙂
it was made with love for someone else, then that someone else died (or otherwise departed) and having it around was too much of a reminder…
When we were breaking down the house after my mom died, my sister put aside the afghan and pillow I crocheted her to make sure they got back to me. That sweater may have been a gift that the family didn’t know where it came from.
I’d like to think that’s the case. Hopefully, no one died in it. {{{{shiver}}}}
Now there’s an idea!
shiver shimmy and shakes!
I always get way too excited when it finally starts getting overcast and mildly wintery… I can’t wait to break out the coats and hats and shit. I love it. My girlfriend is super cute and is already busting into her vast scarf collection (she knits) — as though anyone ever really needs a scarf in Sacramento — and I know it maybe sounds funny but I think she’s even cuter all bundled up for the cold.
Hot buttered rum season… dark beer inside at the local pub… mmm…
I am sorry if I didn’t leave my usual wake-up call announcement in the FBC… But I had a late date last night and wanted to sleep in.
Your Frog Marcher in chief,
G W Bush
P.S.: Enclosed is a picture from my date. I thought I might want to get used to handcuffs.
If you care to contact me or my friend fro a date, we can both be reached at:
202-456-1111
Or we can often be found frolicking at the Froggy Bottom and Top Club in Washington.
For those of you wanting a little encouragement. . .
Air America Radio, Randi Rhodes, the most fact based and researched program on that network, is reporting that The first indictments will be Rove and Libby for perjury and obstruction plus Libby will also be charged with the “outing a CIA cover agent.” The investigation is expanding into the forged documents about the Niger yellow cake and the Administration (Cheney) manipulating the intel to lie to the congress and the American People in order to invade Iraq.
OH, let it be so!! Practicing my happy dance!! Indictments supposedly coming tonight, Press Conference tomorrow.