I’m glad they could fit her in so quickly. At least, you’ll know soon. My best wishes to her and to you.
VanGo The stool looks great!
This house stuff is ridiculous. Nothing to do but wait I guess. I still need to finish the taxes. Wheee. I think I’ll take a nap in the meantime. Rain tonight. Probably. Maybe. Fingers crossed.
Just finished mining out the litterbox and birdcage. Amazing how much exhaust they produce from such small bodies.
Laundry load 1 of 3 is thumping in the washer (this one was impossible to balance properly). Still working on achieving enough mental function for taxes.
Afternoon all. Got up to 1,600 yards in the pool, took just a shade over an hour, and despite the conspicuous consumption of Graham Crackers this week, my weight stayed steady according to the gym’s scale. So hopefully it’ll keep going in the right direction.
VanGo, I bet Sully (you can just read the name on the enlarged picture) and his parents will be thrilled with that.
Flyboy, that little bit of music made me grin this afternoon. May have to check out the episodes of Trailer Park Boys.
OK, will watch a little TV and get my park walk in and then think about dinner. All y’all take care.
The stool is wonderful! I love the Sullivan carved in. The colors are very sportily. Good job. Also, that workroom looks pretty sharp and tidy. May I as a Grandma make a suggestion? Sign your name and the date on the underside. That will make it all the more precious in years to come. My FIL was a master cabinet maker. 20 years after his death my husband was called to a home to be asked if the name Leo F Z**r was possibly related to him. It was a child’s bed that his father had made half a century earlier and 60 miles away. Even a little engraved plaque attached on the underside, as with so many works of art.
Evening all. Park Walk completed and Wendy provided the evening sustenance. Got a note in the mail that I should be thinking about another Cologuard test, since I’m due to see my Doctor on the 27th, I’ll try to remember to ask him about it.
OK, internettin’ and readin’ for the evening, see if I work up the ambition to do some cleaning in the bathroom (I’d lay odds I don’t…). Good evening all.
Today would have been my mom’s 101st birthday. I started the day determined to focus on my gratitude that she lived and not how much I miss her, but you know, no matter how old you are, when you have a rough day, you want your mom. When Mom was about 70, she had a minor fender-bender on I-5. She told me later all she could think of was that she wanted her mother. We’re never too old for that.
Today is also the anniversary of the suicide of a former student I was close to long after graduation. (I knew his parents.) Depression is a terrible disease. I like to think Mom has taken him under her wing. She’d have loved him, just as she’d have thought you Mumpers were wonderful and SO SMART.
The eye clinic called, and the $750 contact lens fitting fee is nonrefundable. I get it that the optometrist’s time is valuable, but day-um, that’s a lot of money to gamble on something that’s far from a sure thing and doesn’t include the (possible) contact. I guess I’ll have to cancel the appointment. I’m no quitter, and I want to see better so badly, but I’m feeling used somehow. I called another place today, and they charge $69-$209 for a fitting, but that’s for “regular” lenses. They don’t deal much in complex cases.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 50 Amurrkin out (BRRR!) and N.O.S. with a predicted high of 71 and N.O.S. for the day. This is kinda cold for this time of year in these parts. Today is laundry day. WOO and HOO. Apart from that there will be major sloth. Sup shall be the leftovers from Sunday’s feast. No plans at all to leave da cave which is fine by me.
{{{Wizard and Mrs. Wizard}}} hope the appointment went well. I shall keep y’all in my prayers.
VanGo that stool is tres chic!
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy, Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Nellie that sucks about the contact lens fittin’ fee. I would be real hesitant to pay those kind of bucks as well.
Sending best wishes and hopes for better than expected news to Mr. and Mrs. Wizard.
Love the stool, VanGo. My daughter bought one for each of her kids from Amazon. There used to be only one, but once Adam started being mobile, there were constant fights for the helper stool, so now my daughter has two of them. While her stools appear very sturdy and well made, I am sure your is better quality, AND, it’s a custom job!
Nellie, I’m sorry to hear the optometrist can’t work with you on the fee. Or, at least let you pay in installments; half or a third a time.
Almost ready for my third cup of coffee. I have too many meetings and not enough time to get work done.
It’s a rainy 34 degrees outside, my truck is covered in snow and ice, so I didn’t go to the park today.
Will this shit ever end?
I wish I had stayed in bed longer. I didn’t sleep well last night. I had every intention of going to the park until I looked outside and Lucy’s dad sent me a text saying today would be a poop and go day. Lucy won’t poop on a leash and she has no yard, so she goes to the park three times a day no matter the weather. She’ll go to the county park where there are no trees. With no squirrels to chase, she does her thing and is ready to leave.
The mailman took my mail yesterday, I am so glad I didn’t have to go out to the post office in that mess.
I have to go out later to take my son to irk, but by then it should be in the 40s with clear skies.
Today would be my son’s father’s birthday. Hard to believe it’s been 17 years since he died.
Time goes by a lot faster as you get older.
{{{Mr and Mrs Wizard}}}
I wouldn’t know what to do either {{{Nellie}}}
I need to figure out what I’m doing today, and in what order.
Morning all. Up at 6:15am today, so nappage is a distinct possibility. Need to visit gym and pay a bill or two and try to figure out how to load apps on my new-fangled phone. At least I’ll be somewhat warmer than Sari, heading to 62F today and no rain to be seen.
Got a note from the state one my property assessment for taxes; they are taxing it on the basis of it being worth nearly twice what I paid back in 1997. While the value has increased, I rather doubt I could get that much for it, and more importantly, I don’t want to find out. we’ll see what the cost is come September.
nellie, I don’t know what to suggest, cannot understand why the optometrist is being such a (needle stuck in finger) about this. Hope something can be worked out.
OK, need to do the morning browsing and then be about the day.
nellie, I hope your day is peaceful. It’s funny because that’s one of the things that worries me most about losing my mom - there are three people in the world I think of when something goes right or something goes wrong: my mom, my husband and my sister. Also, I’m sorry to hear about your former student. Depression is indeed a quiet, insidious beast.
Today is bright and beautiful. I’m not walking as funny as I thought I would be yesterday, despite having nearly murdered my legs during spin. I was more than a little horrified when I came into the studio and found a guy from my work perched on the bike next to me. People from work aren’t supposed to exist when you’re literally dripping sweat or in a swim suit, but here we are. What happens in spin class stays in spin class.
Work is somewhat quiet, though everytime I type something like that, things go spectacularly wrong. Anyway, I’m going to feed the boyds outside today - the hummingbirds seem to have arrived (saw my first one this last weekend) and I just stood there with the biggest idiot grin on my face, watching it slurp at the feeder. I also need to feed the other little flight-inclined parasites. We have a pair of gorgeous bluebirds, one of them just freaking neon blue. We also have this goldfinch or something that is approximately the color of a post-it. I am most definitely becoming my mom.
The appointment is this afternoon. I can’t say I’m looking forward to it, but there you go. Mrs Magill and I have decided to go full Vulcan for this appointment, so we can make well informed, logical decisions.
Nellie - Depression is a helluva beast. I wish everyone who suffers from it would realize that the weight and unbidden irrational thoughts are not normal and that there is no shame in getting help. Also - have you talked to your insurance carrier about seeing an ophthalmologist? We started taking Squeaky to one for his strabismus. Each of the glasses adjustment appointments and replacement lenses have been billed as a regular office visit, rather than having to pay through the nose for multiple optometrist visits in a calendar year.
Afternoon all! Have read, but retained little, as is my wont lately.
I was absent most of last week due to going to a juggling thingy, and visiting the tiny niece. She’s not much of a conversationalist at the moment, but she’s kinda cute, so I’m letting it pass for now.
Was a bit odd seeing so many of the people I’ve not seen in years- I’m used to going to these and people I rarely see having babies and partners I didn’t know about, but there were toddlers I didn’t know about this time… T’was pleasant, but involved far too much driving, and I’m still catching up on sleep.