Good to hear ♥

I received a small package from IFSEA today. (International Food Service Executives Association). It would appear that I have passed my certification exam that I took last December.

This means I have made Certified Food Manager certification (CFM). I've got the requisite pretty piece of paper and a push-pin right next to me.

One of the many rungs up the ladder of the hospitality industry...

Congrats, TK!

WOO HOO !!! Congratulations !!!!!

WTG Chef Thomas!

Awesome! Be sure to let me know what restaurant you'll be running so I can go bug you at work!

Yay TK! Congratulations!!!

Thanks, all.

Unfortunately, I've just had some bad news come from the East Coast. My dear old Aunt Wanda has passed. She was 90 years old, and she had been struggling with Alzheimer's for most of her senior years.

May she rest in peace....

Ugh. So sorry, TK. What a roller coaster day for you.

Bless your heart, I am so sorry to hear that. Alzheimers is a thief that steals so much of the person you love, long before they are gone. My grandmother-in-law had it, and I think we all grieved the loss of the person we knew and loved a good 15 years before she actually passed. My heart goes out to you and your family for your grief, your loss.

My condolences TK. A sad way to follow such good news.

I’m sorry to hear it, TK. You have my sympathy.

My condolences TK

So, my stepdad has decided to throw a huge temper tantrum over... forks.

Why can't this [censored McCensored] just grow the hell up and buy some more [censored] forks?! Where is is [censored] brain?! If you're short on forks... YOU BUY SOME MORE!!! We only have about one fork per day of the week right now for three people, why can't he figure the [censored] out we need more? But no, he'd rather just blame everybody and toss swearwords around all over the place.

Well, at least it's amusing to listen to my mum give him the cold shoulder. Is he five? He is such a [censored] moron sometimes.

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Who doesn't throw one every now and then? Better to blow your top over something simple, an easy fix.

Way ahead of you there.

I got to agree with Lord Revan, it is much less healthy to hold anger in till it blows sky high then to let it out over something like a fork ... or as my dad does, a vitamin pill. "Are you sure you gave me the blah-bla-blah ?" (pulls out magnifying glass and begins inspecting his vitamins)

And oddly enough, my husband raised a fuss last night over (not forks)... SPORKS !!!


I was sitting at the PC, minding my own business and innocent as ever ... and suddenly he walks up, obviously in a snit ... and bellows out, "I HATE SPORKS!"

I thought he said, "I hate sports" ... so I said, "You're lying! You watch them all the time!"

He thought I said "wash" and said "I do not! You wash them when I bring them home from work! I want you to STOP!"

"What are you talking about, I don't watch sports!"

(husband stomps into kitchen, grabs handful of sporks, shoves them under my nose) "Then what do you call these?"

"Huh?"


Both true.

he he, that made me ROFL, mALX!!

(borrowing from your words) SPEW !!!!!

ROFL !!! Not sure if my husband and I both need our ears checked or if we have just hit old age, ROFL !!!

Reminds me of the Far Side cartoon- where Larson has "What we say" versus "What the dog hears"

Basically they hear- "Blah blah blah, Trey. Blah blah."

Or like this morning. Mrs. Treydog was looking at an art book pretty intently. So I say, "You are awfully deep into that book."

She responds- "No- I'm only on page 23!"

ROFL !!!! - I've also seen that Far Side you mentioned, lol.

Hello!
I'm new to the forum! Just thought i'd say hi

How are you all?

Welcome !!!

Welcome- pull up a chair and enjoy yourself. We are mostly friendly- and generally harmless....

Unless you name starts with "D." and ends with "Foxy."

Great to see you over here Rihanae. Best wishes to you and your Redguard, Lissa. Welcome!

Good to see a new face, welcome.

I just finished a large bit of work which is nice so have the weekend off for the first time since January. Needless to say I am enjoying it.

So many new faces here. Maybe I should remind everyone about the irc channel (chat thing) at irc.chatspike.net #chorrol (the link in the forum is dead now, but there are online clients elsewhere (or a multitude of free ones which aren't java based)). I idle there intermittantly.

EDIT: For those not acquainted with IRC, it's an old internet chat system. One way to use it online is at chat.mibbit.net which is javascript based and runs in browser, and is fairly easy to use. Click the little server link next to the drop down list and enter irc.chatspike.net there, enter what you want to be called in the box next to 'Nick' and #chorrol in the box next to channel.

My week of madness draws to a close. Looking forward to some unscheduled time tomorrow!!

Bu... bu... but... it's only just begun!

(I apologize profusely if that brings forth traumatic flashbacks and desires to throw bricks through your neighbors' windows.)

HMMMMPH! I AM harmless! Just ask all the Virgins I know!

Er...


..on second thought....



Just ask all the married women I know.


Um..



Then again...



Oh, Just take my word on it


No, No, I DID NOT say just take my wad in it!!! And I said Virgins, not Virginias!!!


What, have you all got mALX's sporky ears???.

BOLD: GAAAAAAAH !!!!!

A hearty welcome to you Rihanae!

I must be tired... I read that as "spunky"

No, you were just had by Foxy's mastery of psychic powers!

He can turn anything you see into something dirty!

mALX, the spork incident had me laughing, then Foxy’s “sporky ears” comment, too funny!

Hi, Rihanae!

Lucky thing for my sporky ears he didn't come in and say, "I hate trucking!"

I heard "brother trucker" from the back seat the other day, and I nearly drove off the road. Do not say that at school!! Yikes.

ROFL !!!

My brother let one out when he was in kindergarten, loud enough for all to hear. Of course my mom came to me asking "Where do you suppose he learned that?"

And he'll be thirteen in a couple weeks so he swears like a sailor in front of me and has been slipping in front of mom and dad. Oops

Foxy: I HATE trucking!!!

MalX: Wha...??? YOU hate trucking??? LIAR! I see you trucking all the time!!! I bet you even truck Servilia and her one eyed snake!

Foxy : Huh? Whadddaya mean - I aint never been to Spain or Seville and I dunno nuffink about Golf and one irons!

Malx: FOXY!!!! You...did WHAT with Spam to Sevilla while making her gulp what....while she was in IRONS??? YOU...you...sadomasochistic bondage PERVERT!!!

Fox: Yeah, I know, my sad old machine's on its last legs and band-aids ain't gonna work, and you're right, the parking is horrible too. I better buy a new SUV.

Malx: ARRRGH! YOU pee in the Ahsss!!! I will do NO SUCH THING!!!

** CHOKE ... GASP ... .... ... SPEW !!! **

Oddly enough, this is almost verbatum from Charlie Sheen's internet rant, shown on the Today show this morning. Have you ever noticed that we never see D.Foxy and Charlie Sheen in the same room?

He he he

But Foxy is smarter than Sheen, and probably better looking too.

And sorry, but while Sheen is just an ordinary guy, Foxy is special!

LOL...Smarter than Sheen, I have no doubt. At least until he drinks himself out of a $2,200,000.00 per episode job. Better looking? Well, have you seen Charlie lately? Larry the Cable Guy is better looking than Charlie these days!

URG! There went my Grits! (puts blue edit pencil away)


My Septims go on Foxy winning that contest.






Foxy

ROFL!!

Lol - [all mALX's responses were edited for possible "double entendre" and "dherty in-you-endo" content - nothing was left to print]


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Hey gang...I just found my copy of Morrowind GOTY Edition. I have some questions about it here. I'd appreciate any help y'all might have. Thanks.

This what-I didn’t-hear talk has sent me down memory lane.

So one fine day some time ago I headed to the local home improvement store accompanied by Grits the Youngest. This was when she had reached the age of curly-haired, doe-eyed, dimpled cuteness, right before we uncovered her true diabolical nature. We arrived at that golden hour when all of the contractor types have realized they forgot something, and they are standing in the paint aisle looking all manly. So there’s Grits, irredeemably blonde, sipping coffee from a large pink and green polka dotted cup, and carrying a massive, equally polka dotted handbag that a friend bought me as a joke. The purse has a huge pink bow, and Grits the Youngest is also decked out in all shades of pink. My point is, we stand out. A little. We reached our target area in the paint aisle, but I had to take a moment to check out the scenery. In a staid, old married lady way, of course. Grits the Youngest asks what we are looking for.

“Caulk,” I tell her absently, trying to look out the corner of my eye. Mmmm.

“Caulk!” she pipes in her little kid voice. The men around me visibly flinch.

“That’s a funny word. Caulk!” she continues. My mind quit working when I started checking out the guys, plus I might have inhaled some coffee at this point. So my reaction time is slow.

“Caulk, caulk, caulk! I love to say caulk.”

I don’t have a free hand to put over her mouth. “Stop saying caulk,” I hiss.

“Why?” she starts, but by then I have decided to cut and run. I guess she followed me, because we still have her.

It is clear that your youngest sister has the spiritual DNA of Foxy in her.