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FOAD – I think my dog is going to kill me in my sleep

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I can’t believe you’re making me wear this.

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FOAD Thursday – Health Edition

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Ahhhhhhhhh.

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Much better.

The highlight of my Thursday? I’m off to the dentist. Whooo? I could be really lucky and the new reeds could arrive while I’m there.

Due to the FOAD rant up there ^ , I didn’t get much of anything accomplished yesterday.   I do however have some waiting room knitting in my future, so I suspect we’ll see a bunch of FO’s around here in short order.

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 I’m hoping to get this off the loom as soon as possible just in case.  I’m starting to be thankful for the FPSS* of last year.  The purple is from a cone of silk noil and the shiny stripe is a cone of rayon that I bought off of someone who was destashing.  Neither worked for anything I was knitting and there is so much that I don’t feel bad using it to play around with.

Have a  great Thursday!

*floppy paw shopping spree

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FOAD – A photo shoot.

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Mom said SIT!

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Ready!

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Stupid amateurs!

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I QUIT! I cannot work in these conditions.

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FOAD – Small Town Living

Gym etiquette tip:  If a person is working out, avoiding eye contact and giving short, non-responsive answers…. they probably don’t want to talk to you.  Oh, and they probably don’t appreciate you standing there staring at them.  For 4 minutes.

Back-story: The “gym” is a workout room with a couple of machines and studio in a strip mall.  It is 24 hour access and usually no one is there. Of course, the person in question was the town nut (OK, one of the town nuts).  She followed me from the coffee shop.  Freaked me the fuck out.  She wasn’t in workout gear.  When she went into the studio and shut the door, I ran like a freak calmly walked back to the coffee shop before they closed. 

Wash. Rinse. Repeat the next night.  Last night, I took my 62 year old mother for protection.

In neeener-neeeener news… the medical report came in.  BOOYAH!  I got a very nice call from the awful insuranse adjuster.  Wanting to know what he could do to help me.  I know people take advantage of the worker’s comp system, but I am not one of those people.  Vindication is SCHWEEET!  

Spinning: another hankey down

Knitting: 3 rows

Growth: If stopping oneself from eating the whole box of Joe-Joe’s in one sitting counts as growth, then I am so there. 

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FOAD – Look what the dog drug in edition

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And a roll of duct tape for comparison:

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TGIF-FOAD Thursday

Yes, it is my Friday.  I took tomorrow off.  Cause I can.  And I kind of needed it.  I’m with Dave… although my hell was about a month long and I was lucky to have some weekend time.  So eh… maybe my hell wasn’t really that bad.  And now I have someone I directly supervise (one more win on ye old resume).  So as soon as I get her trained, my life is easier.  I’ll actually get to go back on a compressed schedule and have every other Friday off.  SWEET!

I bet you wish I’d stop talking about work.

I could pull a La and actually show you knitting (and a meme AND a cat! What’s with that?), but I want a grand post about it.  Not a picture here and there.  I want to bowl you all over with my knitting prowess. *snort* 

Or I could just change my theme  :)

foadbutt4.jpg For those of you who stayed around this long.  My FOAD Thursday.  What is with 2 men in their 50’s having a pissing contest?  A week long pissing contest.  Is it testosterone overload?  My schwang is bigger than yours?  I didn’t know I worked at a pre-school.  Seriously.  It’s been “you screwed me, so I’m going stick it to you” back and forth.  All.Week.Long. And it all started over something tiny.   I mean REALLY tiny.  Actually, the whole office went a little nutty.  I don’t think the boss should ever, EVER be allowed to go away again.  So FOAD work people!  I’m taking a 3-day!

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We regret to inform you

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At approximately 1300 today, my brain officially melted and is puddled on the office floor.

If you’d like to contribute to the medical fund, please send 3 extra arms, another set of eyes and all the caramel you can c/o Purling Dervish.

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An F.O. and D Thursday

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I was going to knit a sock in a day and use that title.  However, I am obviously delusional.  And maybe slightly off my rocker.   Cause you know… waggling a raw steak in front of a pit bull is ALWAYS a good idea.

Just saying.

Go see Sheri’spost today to see what you can do with just one sock.  It’s worth it.

I got some boxes in the mail today!  WHOOT!!!  The birthday is still going!  I am however showing incredible restraint and not opening them until the morning when I am better able to comprehend simple things.  Like opening a letter without getting the largest paper cut known to man.  I’m a-skaired to grab a knife and cut the tape.  I like my fingers thankyouverymuch.  (it’s Wednesday as I type this – late and I just got home – don’t ask)

I like the idea of the birthday that never ends!  Of course, I’m delivering a combo Christmas / birthday present to someone this Saturday.  Yes.  Christmas.  Queen of Follow Through.  How many times do I have to say that?  Of course, Romans might not be allowed to have Christmas presents. 

Guess I should add the FOAD… some days are rough.  I understand that.  Really I do.  I can be a whiner.  And occasionally a sigh-er.  Maybe even a groaner.  (Don’t even ask about the arm right now.)  I’m going with the “fake it til you make it” theory of getting through the rough days.  And it is hard when you have to deal with “boom and doomers”.  You know who they are.  You may even be one.    I can deal with one.  I can deal with a bunch if I like you.  But the rest of you who *insert work stuff I can’t talk about* and then attack my at work “family” (we’re an odd office that has strangely bonded through stuff like this) – FOAD

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