Been there, done that, have the surgical scar to prove it
Actually, those OTC wrist braces help dramatically - and wear them to bed, too. They won’t cure CTS, but you won’t have the pain. And if your told you have to have the surgery, it’s an in & out thing - jsut have someone with you to do the driving, becaus eyou’ll be groggy afterwards.
Pffffft - Betcha I can’t do one!
I’m so unmotivated right now. I have the “what’s wrong” part of the answer to the problem I’ve been tackling since Friday but not the why or how to fix it parts. And I’m getting really really frustrated and don’t feel like working on it any more.
I just ordered a bedspread/quilty kind of thing off the registry for my friends’ wedding. I usually prefer to do something more personal, something that they’ll still have for their 25th wedding anniversary and that they’ll look at and think of me… but I just didn’t this time. And really, these friends aren’t the type who’d appreciate a x-stitched wedding sampler thingy. And I don’t think they want stuff for their house aside from what’s on the registry. So it’s kinda hard to come up with a more personalized gift. But I still feel bad.
The friends who are getting married a year from now… they’re a different story. I already know they want a x-stitch wedding sampler thingy. So I just have to buckle down and make one at some point. (It’s actually already probably more than half done, but I got really sick of working on it last fall and really can’t bear the thought of picking it up again. :::sigh:: )
Why is it always so tough to come up with original/personal gift ideas? I think it’s harder now that **KiethT ** and I have moved in together and know how much we don’t want random crap. We’ve got everything we need so if it’s not on the registry, we don’t want it! (Unless it’s cash :D) So that’s making it harder for me to justify giving crap to others. And yet I still feel sad that I’m not giving them something memorable.
[QUOTE=Exgineer]
. . . I’m going to go home and eat a steak and baked potato with lots of sour cream, drink an entire bottle of whiskey, smoke a pack of cigarettes, watch a violent movie, and talk bad about my country. Without wearing a helmet. . . .QUOTE]
you may as well run with scissors while you’re at it
damn coding gerbils
you may as well run with scissors while you’re at it
[QUOTE=anyrose]
…and sharp pointy sticks…
**FCM, ** I am WOUNDED beyond belief. 
How can you NOT like my boat name suggestions. There were TWO. I can’t believe your hubby thinks we’re all silly. We’re all very serious and cerebral here…really…oh hell, we all know THAT’S crap.
I NEEEEEEEED caffeine. I did not have my morning quad shot Americano. I’ve been dragging ass ALL DAY. I feel like I need toothpicks to prop my eyelids open. My head is very heavy today as well. I hope I can go to bed early tonight.
I bought a couple braces, and they are definitely helping, only the right wrist is still killing me every time I use the mouse, which is not thrilling me, of course.
My mother was right–I hit 30, and my entire body rebelled. :eek:
When I took typing in high school in 1975, they took off our grade if we didn’t keep our wrists up (I heard from a friend that in catholic school, lazy wrists got a ruler swat) as if playing a piano keyboard
Mine waited til 39 before attacking me
UGH. That is IT. I am officially never ever ever living anywhere below 35 degrees of latitude. EVER. Stoopit air molecules all jostling around n shit … grr. :mad:
breathes
Whew. I’m okay now. I just spent the afternoon taking more data. I don’t mind taking data, I really don’t. It’s the fact that we’re taking data in SWELTERING HEAT that bothers me. I was going to go exercise in a few minutes, but I have to cancel that now because of the headache I have from the heat. Bah. Thirty five degrees.
Reading about Drae and rosie just now: apparently it is all in the wrists. 
Or I could stand up holding a pair of scissors and define my frame of reference to be moving at inCREDible velocity! Wheeeee! 
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Drae, it is my firmly held opinion that when you hit 30, the warranty on your body expires; so of course that’s when things start going wrong.
I made the cucumber soup - it is nummy and just the thing for this heat. I have a quart in the fridge and three quarts in the freezer. It’s really easy to make, too - the only hassle is seeding the cukes.
I should be working on the fig/pineapple jam right now, but I really, really don’t feel like standing over a hot stove for an hour stirring sticky stuff. And I always get sticky stuff all over the kitchen when I make jam, especially when it comes time to put it in those little jars. So I’m procrastinating.
I got another book from the swap club today, mailed two, and posted one more for trade. I love this club! It is helping me thin out some bookshelves that really need it, and I have found a couple of books I’ve been looking for for a while. If anyone is interested - my e-mail is in my profile and I’ll hook you up - I don’t think we’re allowed to post things like that on here or I would, 'cause it’s a really good deal. If you assume you pay $4.50 for a used paperback, I’ve saved over a hundred dollars in about a month. I love, love, love having a stack of books waiting to be read!
Just dropping by to say “hi!” I’m headed out to an Italian festival at a church in NJ. All I can think of is that episode of the Sopranos where Paulie was pocketing the money so the statue didn’t have his halo or whatever. Anyway, it might be just like that. Hoboken is, you know, a little “iffy.” I’ll bring back some zeppoles.
My neighbor is force-feeding us cukes from her garden. Any chance you’ll share that recipe? Force feeding might be easier if it’s a liquid (fluid?). You could email it to me if you want to keep it quiet!
I’d say goodbye in Italian, but I don’t know how. So, bye!
ooh…I could’ve gone with “ciao!” Next time…
Mika, I hope it all works out, and soon.
I have a headache and the Aleve hasn’t kicked in yet. I know why my head hurts, though. Today I continued doing a great huge mailing the HR manager has me working on and I was sitting in the upstairs conference/junk room by myself all day. Lucky thing, too, because a lot of stuff has been going on, not good stuff, and my mindless envelope-stuffing job gave me eight hours to think about it.
I cried. At work. No one caught me, though. I’m glad; that would have been embarrassing.
I have just been informed that Mr. Taters and TaterSon are at war with a humungo bee’s nest. It is firmly ensconced in our fence and is so big that it’s sides are poking out through the fence…on BOTH SIDES. Normally, getting rid of this nest would not be a problem.
As I stated above, getting rid of a yellow-jacket or wasp nest that is lodged in the fence would NORMALLY not be a problem. However, we put the fence up when we moved in. As we weren’t sure when or if we were getting neighbors anytime soon, we paid for, and installed the fence. Since WE paid for it, and WE installed it, we put the “good side” facing us. When our neighbors moved in, they put boards on the other side. :dubious: :rolleyes: :mad: This will prove problematic later on, but they’re going to pay for any problems that arise at that time.
At any rate, the bee’s nest is BETWEEN the fence boards, so the boys have been at it with the hose, wasp spray, and a giant pruner thingie that has a bough saw on the end. Yes that’s right, bough saw, so it can saw the boughs on the trees.
I hope to all that is good and great that my boys don’t become targets for the wrath of the bees.
My son has described the process as “fun”. He is currently planning another siege on the nest. Good grief.
Is it time to go home yet?
Tel, I just saw your post. I hope things improve for you soon. You know we’re all here to vent to.
((((Tel))))
Lots of hugs all around, okay?
Drat. I had it in my head that the definition of fluid involved flowing, as in fine particles. I got glass right, at least. Jello may be one of those intermediate substances like ketchup that behaves sometimes like a liquid, and sometimes like a solid.
If someone tossed you into a swimming pool full of jello, would you drown? I know it has a greater density than the human boy, but it also splits.
sigh Still cold and rainy outside, with no end in sight. I am in the midst of hormonal week, the weather compounds it, and I have been hibernating.
Skiffman came home yesterday for a few hours, they had some boat work to do, he came home for supper, a shower and some clean clothes, and the boat pulled out of the channel at 11:30 pm. At least the fish are finally hitting, and there is a late second run of sockeye predicted. They are getting 10 cents a pound for pinks this year, up from a nickle a pound for the last several years.
The berries are late this year, but last night and the night before I had (spelled phonetically) cheeduk. (I think the Alutiiq spelling is something like c’iguq) The salmonberries are large and luscious, slightly tart, but so yummy with a smidge of sugar and some milk. My son did the picking and cleaning for me, he’s wanting something I think…it’s okay though, and I think I’ll have more c’iguk tonight!
mika I am sorry about the pending move, but on the other side, it’s a great way to clean out the unnecessities and gain a new view. The best of luck to you, and I also send the best wishes that the tickets are found swiftly.
spats your OP was funny, and todays pun was an out loud groaner…the very best kind!
Oh, and fcm I think that Mud Slinger would be an appropriate name for your new boat, all personal touch and stuff! Here’s hoping that everything goes well, she proves sea worthy, and that there are no snags along the way.
Twinkie, here’s the recipe:
Cucumber Soup
1 quart buttermilk or yoghurt with milk
salt & pepper to taste
1/2 small onion, chopped
1 teaspoon chopped fresh dill
4 - 6 seeded cucumbers, chunked
Put all ingredients in blender or food processor & whirl until smooth.
You think that I could pay you to iron my shirts? You apparently love to iron.
On a side note, I’ve discovered dry cleaners recently. You know, for less than two bucks a shirt, I can have… someone else clean and iron my shirt for me.
Snakes since you got figs and all, you might like Strawberry-Fig Preserves. It tastes like strawberry preserves and is nummy.
Ex in addition, after you eat, go swimming without waiting 30 minutes. Might as well do it all, I say. 
To everybody having woes, a great big bear hug and an it’ll get all better.
Ok, I got a semi but not really gripe. I got this thing from Vonage in the mail today about their phone service and all that jazz, so I thought, ok, I’ll go on line and check it out. Le sigh. Just like with the cable thing. If the power goes out, no phone service and more importantly no 911. I figure that if the power goes out, that’s when I’d most likely need 911. The other thing is, I can’t use my cell phone inside my house. I think I’ve mentioned this before. I have to literally go out to the pool or go stand in my front yard to get a signal. If the power is out, that’s a sign to me that maybe the weather might be bad so it wouldn’t be a good idea to go outside to use my cell phone to dial 911. Once again, not a deal for me. ACBG did the cable/phone/high speed internet thingy but he lives in town and his cell phone works just fine in his house, so he’d have phone access if the power went out. I guess I suffer the curse of country living.
You couldn’t afford me. Also, I’m too cheap to send my shirts out to the cleaners.
Speaking of cheap and old, using a combination of my vision benefit with my health insurance and my [del]National Geezer Club[/del] AARP membership, I got 60% off the cost of my glasses and sun glasses yesterday. WOOHOO!!!