Morven that meal sounds hellacious. I cook with minimal amounts of real butter because Mr. blackcat has cholesterol and blood pressure issues, but I still use it. It makes a big difference.
The dogs are not adjusting well to the cooler weather. They want the sun room doors to be open all the time like they are in the spring, summer and fall and that is not happening. They whine at the door and I open it to go to the patio door and then when I open the patio door, they sit there with just their noses sticking out. Perhaps the ideal dog solution, but the human part of the equation objects. We played that game almost all night last night and Mr. blackcat has come up with a solution; two dog doors. One between the living room and sun room and another between the sun room and outside. Then outside butted to the second dog door will be a dog house that will serve as an additional wind break.
I have a delivery on Monday and should get to work.
Exactly. Next month is going to be weird. My pay check schedule is all switched around. Normally our first pay check is food and bills and last paycheck rent. On three pay check months that middle pay check is more food catch up on other bills and some spending cash for things we may need then things we want. This month its rent, bills, rent to get us back on our usual pay schedule. But I get my vacation pay shortly after that and my first pay check of 2111 (YEAR OF THE MARINE CORPS ARMORER)which will have my extra hours, overtime, and holiday pay on it. Woot.
Who watches the watchmen?Was just up on the second floor of this joint, where I never go. The joint is borrowed from my friend-who-is-a-woman. She has been here twice. Probably will never be here again. Long story.
Where was I? Oh, yeah, recently on the second floor of the joint, staring out at planet Wisconsin, which is covered in a white substance. All the trees on this planet are leafless and strange. Planet Wisconsin must be somewhat estranged from its Sun. It receives very little love from its Sun.
How did that happen? Did Planet Wisconsin somehow offend its Sun? A too sarcastic comment at the Planetary Conference after party, perhaps?
We may never know.
Goal: Clear, Concise and WittyPlanet Wisconsin has a pronounced tendency to get drunk and disorderly in the autumn, which offends the Sun. The Sun therefore tries to avoid dealing with Planet Wisconsin, and Planet Wisconsin get drunk more often because the Sun is avoiding it.
This process continues until finally the Sun decides that it must stage an intervention for Planet Wisconsin's own good (usually around late March or early April.) At that point Planet Wisconsin gets all sloppy and soggy and promises to mend its ways, and the Sun begins to hang out with it again, and all is well.
The good terms between the two last until the beginning of Football Season. Then Planet Wisconsin goes off the rails again...
I have no doubt that Planet Wisconsin stole the Sun's cheese. He probably put it on his head and did the Chicken Dance
(go to about 1:20 on that video.)
edited 26th Nov '10 5:47:14 PM by Madrugada
Just so.
So here we all are. Perplexed by the fact that a Sun can be estranged from its child Planet Wisconsin by so small a thing as a sports competition.
I for one will join Planet Wisconsin in its autumnal inebriation. We shall do the dance of Epicurus, celebrating our pleasure at the absence of suffering that we enjoy by not giving a juicy fart about sports.
Goal: Clear, Concise and Witty^the two are mutually exclusive?
...."A juicy fart?"
edited 26th Nov '10 5:56:49 PM by SpainSun
I spread my wings and I learn how to fly....

Well she seems to be keeping it clean of the weeping and shoe gunk. It stings slightly because the tissue had a full shift with patrols being irritated by me walking on it. It is slowly healing. Have a blister break mid patrol is a bad thing it messed up my heal a bit.
Who watches the watchmen?