Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts

Monday, December 11, 2006

Life, she has gotten better since 5PM...

What a day!

I'll put this in Cliff's Notes.

Problem with database access being open to the world. Problem fixed. Students ticked off. Royally. I send email to notify students. Email server gets special and sends this email to students 50 times (not exaggerating). I get "mailbox not delivered, full" over 7,000 times in my email. That's right, people. SEVEN THOUSAND TIMES. I have to respond to the over 20 emails and phone calls this morning dealing with this database problem as well as the email server problem. Student hangs up the telephone on me.

Go out for drinks with Jules at Rock Bottom in Yorktown. We drink and plot and scheme. Day gets magnificently better. (Also the warm pretzel, Pomtini and fried calamari did help.)

Will have to fill you in about the interviewing schedule tomorrow. Life is crazy and so is my husband. Crazy in LOVE that is. *teehee*

*hearts* <3

All hearts now. Good night.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Nauseous super naus...

I have the Mr. Grinch song stuck in my head, hence the title.

So, I think I'm getting ahead of everyone by grocery shopping at Jewel at 9AM this morning. Worked out pretty well. Got tons of groceries, got home, put them all in the cupboards in less than an hour and a half. Then I start making the lasagna. Now I was just putting it together for later, mind you. Well, Mr.Nosey comes downstairs and 'inspects' my browning of the meat. Lo and behold, although I had hidden the evidence, the ground turkey had not browned enough to cover my evidence. So he knows ahead of time that it is indeed turkey meat in the lasagna, not ground beef. Trying to be tricky...

Also, on my way out the door right at lunchtime to visit with the rest of the Man clan (well, the women anyways), I forget my cell phone. As I make my way back into the house, here is Mr. Catman making himself a fine lunchy of chicken fingers and french fries. CAUGHT! He is a trickster, but I think we're even now.