Okay kansas, ever since you said that the M-dude needed to join in the holiday spirit, he’s been worrying he wouldn’t get this people stuff right. But he says Bill O’Reilly showed him the way.
And he took care of your specific request, too, but he’s saving that for when you actually show up.
We could probably get together and riff on fathers/stepfathers.
A fond memory — I was regaling folks in the dorm with the latest stories involving my stepfather, me and my stepsister when someone walked in mid-story and said “What soap opera is this?”
I knew I was in trouble the first time I had to make a sentence that started with, “My first step-mother and first step-father were both pretty cool, but then…”
I totally call my dad’s current wife #3, and I’m kind-of afraid to meet her now because I’m afraid I could slip and say that in front of her, which would probably get me kicked off the Christmas card list, among other things.
I hung Xmas lights last night and collapsed, thought I had really done it now and was going to pay. Crawled to the medicine cabinet and slept 6 hours and I’m up and at it again. I think I’m already beginning to feel better. Can’t remember the last time 5:00 a.m. ever sounded good for anything other than sleep.
Me too Andif. I used to be a night owl in my youth. The older I get, the earlier I get up. It is too early these days…3am the last two mornings…ugh! I wouldn’t mins so much but I fall asleep so damn early that I miss all my favorite shows these days.
There was a beautiful moonset over the ocean this morning. It is just shy of being full and it turns almost orange from the sunrise and glitters over the water. Pretty spectacular. Off to the shower. Just popped in to say hi and hope you all have a great day!
And Mery Happy Everything!
from the AARP that said “Welcome to 50; please join us every day at 5:30 a.m. to greet the morning with our special prayer: ‘consider the alternative'”?
I’m ready to go back to bed…I went to Drinking Liberally last night and was out past my bedtime…and it’s so cold, I just want to climb back under the covers.
Hanging out with the Boo…..better look out, he’s single ya know. He needs shelves and I happen to know you have a pretty good carpenter on hand. Go ahead and tell me shut up whenever you feel the need. Headache huh? Too much fun debating? Too much fun in general? Know what, I can’t imagine him with a stupid girl…….could you? Somebody with some letters after her name…..yeah, something like that.
This is probably the best time to be up in the day. You get to see the sun rise, sip coffee without being disturbed, and enjoy some peace and quite before the day starts to unfold.
Of course you also get to go to sleep early before everything really gets started at night. Maybe, 11:00 am is a wonderful time :)?
I think mine is from it just taking me so long to get fully awake and get going. An extra couple of hours and plenty of coffee have always been essential for me to start a good day. Otherwise I feel like I’m being rushed throughout the day.
That’s the reason I love the cafe. There’s always coffee in the morning, something to eat during the day, and a wide variety to drink during the night. I dare anybody to find a better place.
Good morning. Okay, so in my world that’s something of an oxymoron, but clearly some of the folks upthread are of the opposite opinion, so I’ll humor them.
Anywho,* this is a better than average morning. We’ve already had three inches of beautiful, wonderful, cross-country-skiable snow, with four to eight more on the way. Hooray! Oh, and happy holidays! I can tell it’s the holidays because all the gargoyles have little santa hats now.
(*intentional misspelling)
Today’s Tea: Irish Breakfast
Going to go work now. I’m about halfway through the pile of editing I had on Monday, which must mean I’m on schedule.
Hey, if you had made the mistake of naming yourself after a state that keeps showing up in titles like What’s the matter with Kansas and Shun Kansas, you’d rather be known as a froggybottom, too. Who could guess that one day the name froggybottom could look like the epitome of dignity?
What’s my surprise, what’s my surprise, what’s my surprise?????
Hmmph. We love us our Kansas. At least it’s not IOWA, that gave us Kerry and then didn’t even vote for him. Hmmph, I say again. One cannot hmmph too much about these matters.
I was at my employer’s offices in Massachusetts when one of the guys who had known me for years spotted me from a second floor balcony and yelled down “Hey, how are you? I didn’t know they ever let you go east of the Mississippi.”
I’m originally from Florida, and my roommate is from Ohio, so ever since 2K, it’s been all apologies emanating from our place for our respective homestates’ head-up-the-ass election practices.
it is a dopamine antagonist. It makes me an antagonizing dope! I spent all morning doing those puzzles that Brother Feldspar put a link up to a couple of weeks ago. I couldn’t get my speed up and this morning I had to sit here and prove to myself that I could beat the average speed several times. Feels good to feel better.
::ahem:: Or their husbands, or boyfriends, or snugglepartners of any variety, as the case may be. We don’t want to put heteronormative labels on the Marmotfolk.
When there’s no sunrise in the Cafe, I’m not sure the day has even started. But NDD? If your state doesn’t exist (see above), how can you take photos of it, hmmm?
Dontchaknow, that new technology, digital imagery, taps directly into the collective consciousness of the state’s native born population wherein resides the last images known to man.
That’s why people driving east to west on I-94 slip into a trance at the MN border and don’t fully regain consciousness until they hit Glendive, MT.
but I just wanted to stop and thank anyone and everyone for the Gift Basket that jpol and CabinGirl delivered last night. Boo especially likes his treats, and wait til he sees his tug o war. And I got a real kick out of the frog covered martini glasses and pomegranate juice. Plus a very nice bottle of wine and $80 towards my Tangiers bar tab. Very nice!! A real surprise too. So, thanks. And I’ll see ya later this afternoon…
In the Cafe tomorrow I’ll be collecting nominations for our next book to read en masse. It’s non-fiction’s turn, unless you raise a great cry for novels or poetry, in which case your moderator will, of course, cave.
Let’s see if we can nominate books that. . .
l. Illuminate politics and/or current events
Are available in libraries
Are available in paperback (to keep costs down)
Are available at Powell’s
Tell us stuff we don’t already know
We seem to be kinda sorta agreed that we won’t pick books written by people on this site and that those sterlings works may be discussed in separate diaries.
Because I want to complain about no more Marie. I think she has a great voice (hmmm, I can’t think who she reminds me of) which shouldn’t be lost just because you’ve gone to other things. She could make a guest appearance in your current series (Charlaine Harris had Lily Bard visit her ‘Southern Vampire’ mysteries which was a pretty impressive stretch and fellow author Pari Taichert got a hilarious bit in Libby Hellmann’s latest).
And I think that a lot of us would like to talk about your books with you. If not in an offical BooBooks event, in another diary (or because you have 3 series and so many books and short stories) several diaries.
I have to reply here to both of you because my cursor is doing a weird thing today. It won’t let me rate or reply to some comments. The cursor looks as if it slides under the comment and disappears.
Anyhoo (alternate spelling). . I’m so glad you asked. 🙂 Marie will star in a longish short story in an upcoming issue of Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. Since you’re so kind as to be interested, I’ll let you know when it comes out.
As for a diary on my stuff, maybe around the time my new one comes out? Aprilish? Right now, I can’t face it. I’m too deep into the next one and it’s like pulling my feet out of molasses to come out and try to remember any of the other ones. Weird, but true. This is probably why I had only one child.
That sounds perfectly reasonable to me. mr katiebird has been telling me this week that they just learned that human beings cannot multitask. So, just relax (!!) and do what you’re doing.
It’s only actually gone fully down recently, but it had a weird sort of semi-crash earlier. People could post diaries, rate comments, and vote in polls, but not actually make comments. It was inconsistant too, with about 95% of folks having the trouble, but not everyone.
Hi everyone, I am going to be a grandmother again, next Sept., that’s the good news.
My daughter is having morning sickness every day and during the day and since it’s been a long while since either of us has had the sickness I thought I would put it out to you assembled here, any hints of what to do or eat or home remedies for Morning sickness. She and I will be most appreciative.
Morning all,
Just got up a little bit ago…8:30 a.m. Slept in. This is a workday in the workshop. But Gooserock, FloridaMom and I were bad boys and girls and stayed up will 1:00 a.m.
I love Marmotdude’s Holiday greeting. It’s wonderful. I’m waiting for the next addition.
Well, gotta go to work in the workshop. Talk to you all later.
First day in forever that I could have potentially slept in — no class today (not that I ever really have any class), only one final left, bla bla bla…
So today is the day that the *$&%!! construction people working on some mystery street problem on our corner decided to bring out the Super Loud Heavy Banging Machine at 7:00 am.
Rat bastards. No offense meant, of course, to either rats or bastards.
A little on the sad side today. Danni and I sat and held Lucy, our long haired Peruvian Guinea Pig, who has been with us now for 5 years. She died in our arms. Just as Cindy did last Christmas. Reassured Dannii that it wasn’t the move. We’d just bought Lucy a big new cage, new treats and she loved waddling around the apt and sleeping in Danni’s room. She had done all she could do to be with Danni for as long as she could. I think she waited till morning, when we were up, to pass away so that she could see us one more time.
Lucy at our old place. Next to my desk, reason for plexiglass… she liked to toss things out onto the carpet
I’m glad Marmotdude made the cut!
has become owl-like.
Okay kansas, ever since you said that the M-dude needed to join in the holiday spirit, he’s been worrying he wouldn’t get this people stuff right. But he says Bill O’Reilly showed him the way.
And he took care of your specific request, too, but he’s saving that for when you actually show up.
Comedy gold, Andi, comedy gold.
Why thank you, saith the wiseass (actually I prefer smartass from the days when a college prof gave me a sticker that said “Nobody loves a smartass”).
“Nobody loves a smartass.”
This is soooo not true, and you and Indy are perfect examples of why it isn’t. 🙂
Exchange between me and my dad so old it has become rote:
Dad: You’re a little smartass.
IndyLib: Better than being a big dumbass.
My personal collection of them strongly resembles an NC-17 rated version of All in the Family.
We could probably get together and riff on fathers/stepfathers.
A fond memory — I was regaling folks in the dorm with the latest stories involving my stepfather, me and my stepsister when someone walked in mid-story and said “What soap opera is this?”
These are the Days Of Our Lives.
I knew I was in trouble the first time I had to make a sentence that started with, “My first step-mother and first step-father were both pretty cool, but then…”
Can I play too? We referred to my father’s last wife as “Number 4”. In a nice way, of course…
I totally call my dad’s current wife #3, and I’m kind-of afraid to meet her now because I’m afraid I could slip and say that in front of her, which would probably get me kicked off the Christmas card list, among other things.
I hung Xmas lights last night and collapsed, thought I had really done it now and was going to pay. Crawled to the medicine cabinet and slept 6 hours and I’m up and at it again. I think I’m already beginning to feel better. Can’t remember the last time 5:00 a.m. ever sounded good for anything other than sleep.
or you’re just getting old 😉
I’m up around 5 a.m. everyday (even weekends) and have doing this since my late forties/early fifties. I think of sleeping till 6:30 as sleeping in.
We’re glad to have all the early birds at the cafe.
Me too Andif. I used to be a night owl in my youth. The older I get, the earlier I get up. It is too early these days…3am the last two mornings…ugh! I wouldn’t mins so much but I fall asleep so damn early that I miss all my favorite shows these days.
There was a beautiful moonset over the ocean this morning. It is just shy of being full and it turns almost orange from the sunrise and glitters over the water. Pretty spectacular. Off to the shower. Just popped in to say hi and hope you all have a great day!
And Mery Happy Everything!
Up at 5:30 everyday – even weekends…unless the insomnia kicks in and then it’s 4am…
Is this an age thing? Aaack someone should have told me!
from the AARP that said “Welcome to 50; please join us every day at 5:30 a.m. to greet the morning with our special prayer: ‘consider the alternative'”?
I still think 5AM sounds best for sleep, but I do sometimes wake up that early.
It’s good to see you two, here.
And of course, if you wake up early, you get to come to the cafe for a bit before going to work.
I count on it — I love the early birds!
Don’t forget to recommend the cafe before you go to work.
And have a cuppa on me.
Yes, ma’am. I’ve done it. How did you know I’d forget?
Oh, thank you! It’s still pretty early here, and I could use one!
I’m going to have to offer the expresso again because I think the machine is so great looking.
Yay! I’m hoping you feel better by Christmas.
I’m ready to go back to bed…I went to Drinking Liberally last night and was out past my bedtime…and it’s so cold, I just want to climb back under the covers.
Wait, Wait — How was it???
How did EVERYTHING go?
It went really well-someone had NO IDEA what we’ve all been up to!
I wish y’all had been there too! We need to have some kind of summer meet up or something.
oooo!!! I want to see pictures!
Hanging out with the Boo…..better look out, he’s single ya know. He needs shelves and I happen to know you have a pretty good carpenter on hand. Go ahead and tell me shut up whenever you feel the need. Headache huh? Too much fun debating? Too much fun in general? Know what, I can’t imagine him with a stupid girl…….could you? Somebody with some letters after her name…..yeah, something like that.
Obviously, someone is feeling much better, isn’t she? Feeling feisty, starting rumors, making trouble, look out everybody, Tracy’s BACK… 🙂
This is probably the best time to be up in the day. You get to see the sun rise, sip coffee without being disturbed, and enjoy some peace and quite before the day starts to unfold.
Of course you also get to go to sleep early before everything really gets started at night. Maybe, 11:00 am is a wonderful time :)?
I’ve always been a morning person. And as I get older, morning just keeps coming a little bit sooner.
I think mine is from it just taking me so long to get fully awake and get going. An extra couple of hours and plenty of coffee have always been essential for me to start a good day. Otherwise I feel like I’m being rushed throughout the day.
Expresso?
That’s the reason I love the cafe. There’s always coffee in the morning, something to eat during the day, and a wide variety to drink during the night. I dare anybody to find a better place.
Good morning. Okay, so in my world that’s something of an oxymoron, but clearly some of the folks upthread are of the opposite opinion, so I’ll humor them.
Anywho,* this is a better than average morning. We’ve already had three inches of beautiful, wonderful, cross-country-skiable snow, with four to eight more on the way. Hooray! Oh, and happy holidays! I can tell it’s the holidays because all the gargoyles have little santa hats now.
(*intentional misspelling)
Today’s Tea: Irish Breakfast
Going to go work now. I’m about halfway through the pile of editing I had on Monday, which must mean I’m on schedule.
TTFN
Snowing here, too.
Good morning BTer’s!!! Hay Bill, I dragged out the holiday candelabrah last night! (Menorah) See ya later.
You are a photo manipulating genius, AndiF. I’m going to have to be verrry careful when I suggest things. Has PETA been after you yet?
You might want to logout as foggybottom and back in as you 🙂
Marmotdude fulfilled your every request but you don’t get the last one until you are really, really kansas.
Hey, if you had made the mistake of naming yourself after a state that keeps showing up in titles like What’s the matter with Kansas and Shun Kansas, you’d rather be known as a froggybottom, too. Who could guess that one day the name froggybottom could look like the epitome of dignity?
What’s my surprise, what’s my surprise, what’s my surprise?????
OTOH, at least they know the name of your state unlike the rest of us in flyover country.
Look down the comments for your ‘surprise’ — which isn’t that spectacular but M-Dude and I like it.
And yesterday someone was trying to pretend that the insults were coming from right inside Kansas. HA! I set him straight.
Hmmph. We love us our Kansas. At least it’s not IOWA, that gave us Kerry and then didn’t even vote for him. Hmmph, I say again. One cannot hmmph too much about these matters.
Yeah, well, at least your state exists!, which is a whole lot more than can be said about mine.
I’m an ND expat, so I know just what you mean.
The Red River, too thick to drink, too thin to plow.
(reminder, I’m from Indiana)
I was at my employer’s offices in Massachusetts when one of the guys who had known me for years spotted me from a second floor balcony and yelled down “Hey, how are you? I didn’t know they ever let you go east of the Mississippi.”
I’m originally from Florida, and my roommate is from Ohio, so ever since 2K, it’s been all apologies emanating from our place for our respective homestates’ head-up-the-ass election practices.
filibuster threats about this Whitehouse Endorsed Patriot Act “Renewal”? Whose your daddy you Bastards from Hell??
Because I’m thinking that the main components must be “piss and vinegar.”
it is a dopamine antagonist. It makes me an antagonizing dope! I spent all morning doing those puzzles that Brother Feldspar put a link up to a couple of weeks ago. I couldn’t get my speed up and this morning I had to sit here and prove to myself that I could beat the average speed several times. Feels good to feel better.
antagonizing rope around the righties’ necks — yes.
As you requested on 11/24: “And for Chrismaka, just think how cute he’d be peeking up out of a stocking.”
by the chimney with care in hopes that Saint Marmotlas soon would be there.
Awwww, I love that! You’re practically turning into a Marmot Cottage Industry, AF. We need t-shirts, coffee mugs, the whole shebang.
but I like to think Marmotdude is the (un)official mascot of the cafe.
Well, of course he’s the Cafe mascot, you silly marmot! Besides, if the Blue Dot says so, it IS so.
Looked at the title for the post and couldn’t help but ask, and how were they hung?
You’ll have to ask their wives.
tee hee. Is it too early in the day for R rated marmots?
::ahem:: Or their husbands, or boyfriends, or snugglepartners of any variety, as the case may be. We don’t want to put heteronormative labels on the Marmotfolk.
the asexual.
I did not omit the asexual to be exclusive, I just couldn’t figure out how the asexual would discover how hung the Marmot was. At the gym maybe?
I’m definitely going to add “hung like a marmot” into my list of things to say way too often.
lol! And on that note, I’m going to work.
this is what I think of O’Reilly
Good Morning, but I’ve got to go to the printer for some 8x10s, see you later.
When there’s no sunrise in the Cafe, I’m not sure the day has even started. But NDD? If your state doesn’t exist (see above), how can you take photos of it, hmmm?
Dontchaknow, that new technology, digital imagery, taps directly into the collective consciousness of the state’s native born population wherein resides the last images known to man.
That’s why people driving east to west on I-94 slip into a trance at the MN border and don’t fully regain consciousness until they hit Glendive, MT.
but I just wanted to stop and thank anyone and everyone for the Gift Basket that jpol and CabinGirl delivered last night. Boo especially likes his treats, and wait til he sees his tug o war. And I got a real kick out of the frog covered martini glasses and pomegranate juice. Plus a very nice bottle of wine and $80 towards my Tangiers bar tab. Very nice!! A real surprise too. So, thanks. And I’ll see ya later this afternoon…
pssst …that pomegranate juice has been pre-spiked by a professional, and is all ready to pour right into the glasses at vodka:30.
are you serious?
Totally. I never do anything halfway. 🙂
I just slapped the martini music in the CD player. First song is very amusing.
Now I gotta chill the Pomegranate concoction!
In the Cafe tomorrow I’ll be collecting nominations for our next book to read en masse. It’s non-fiction’s turn, unless you raise a great cry for novels or poetry, in which case your moderator will, of course, cave.
Let’s see if we can nominate books that. . .
l. Illuminate politics and/or current events
We seem to be kinda sorta agreed that we won’t pick books written by people on this site and that those sterlings works may be discussed in separate diaries.
on your books?
Because I want to complain about no more Marie. I think she has a great voice (hmmm, I can’t think who she reminds me of) which shouldn’t be lost just because you’ve gone to other things. She could make a guest appearance in your current series (Charlaine Harris had Lily Bard visit her ‘Southern Vampire’ mysteries which was a pretty impressive stretch and fellow author Pari Taichert got a hilarious bit in Libby Hellmann’s latest).
Oh wait, maybe I don’t need another diary.
And I think that a lot of us would like to talk about your books with you. If not in an offical BooBooks event, in another diary (or because you have 3 series and so many books and short stories) several diaries.
I have to reply here to both of you because my cursor is doing a weird thing today. It won’t let me rate or reply to some comments. The cursor looks as if it slides under the comment and disappears.
Anyhoo (alternate spelling). . I’m so glad you asked. 🙂 Marie will star in a longish short story in an upcoming issue of Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. Since you’re so kind as to be interested, I’ll let you know when it comes out.
As for a diary on my stuff, maybe around the time my new one comes out? Aprilish? Right now, I can’t face it. I’m too deep into the next one and it’s like pulling my feet out of molasses to come out and try to remember any of the other ones. Weird, but true. This is probably why I had only one child.
That sounds perfectly reasonable to me. mr katiebird has been telling me this week that they just learned that human beings cannot multitask. So, just relax (!!) and do what you’re doing.
Has Daily Kos been down all night? What’s up?
It’s only actually gone fully down recently, but it had a weird sort of semi-crash earlier. People could post diaries, rate comments, and vote in polls, but not actually make comments. It was inconsistant too, with about 95% of folks having the trouble, but not everyone.
…ok, is this part of Homeland Security?
Good thing Boo’s still up.
One of my email lists indicates that it’s been super slow since 8ish am est. It has been down for maintenance since about 11:30ish est/8:30ish pst
I went to your web site, it was very nice.
Hi everyone, I am going to be a grandmother again, next Sept., that’s the good news.
My daughter is having morning sickness every day and during the day and since it’s been a long while since either of us has had the sickness I thought I would put it out to you assembled here, any hints of what to do or eat or home remedies for Morning sickness. She and I will be most appreciative.
have two nagilas
have three nagilas–
they are very small.”
-Alan Sherman
Or was it the Smothers Brothers?
I bet they are just chockablock with carbs and sugar, though.
Probably kind of like rugelach, only with more butter.
To show that I’m an equal opportunity religious music prankster.
A college drinking song to the tune of “Oh Christmas Tree.”
See the hearse go rolling by,
National Embalming School.
For you we live, for us you die,
National Embalming School.
We dig a hole, into the crust.
We throw you in, you turn to dust.
For you we live, for us you die,
National Embalming School.
Morning all,
Just got up a little bit ago…8:30 a.m. Slept in. This is a workday in the workshop. But Gooserock, FloridaMom and I were bad boys and girls and stayed up will 1:00 a.m.
I love Marmotdude’s Holiday greeting. It’s wonderful. I’m waiting for the next addition.
Well, gotta go to work in the workshop. Talk to you all later.
Yawn.
First day in forever that I could have potentially slept in — no class today (not that I ever really have any class), only one final left, bla bla bla…
So today is the day that the *$&%!! construction people working on some mystery street problem on our corner decided to bring out the Super Loud Heavy Banging Machine at 7:00 am.
Rat bastards. No offense meant, of course, to either rats or bastards.
This is Nancy, who is certainly a rat and very likely a bastard as well.
The one behind her is her housemate, Sid.
Yeah, they’re pretty vicious.
Arrested Development: Not dead yet, and potentially up for resurrection
A little on the sad side today. Danni and I sat and held Lucy, our long haired Peruvian Guinea Pig, who has been with us now for 5 years. She died in our arms. Just as Cindy did last Christmas. Reassured Dannii that it wasn’t the move. We’d just bought Lucy a big new cage, new treats and she loved waddling around the apt and sleeping in Danni’s room. She had done all she could do to be with Danni for as long as she could. I think she waited till morning, when we were up, to pass away so that she could see us one more time.
Lucy at our old place. Next to my desk, reason for plexiglass… she liked to toss things out onto the carpet
Aww. Sympathies, DJ.
You can find it here