Again, more {{{shoe}} Just know you gave her a great time. And F the not really MIL. You do you, we all love you. Eat, take care of yourself. Be well.
Thanks, y’all.
Up from naptime. I’m having homemade burgers, fries, corn on the cob, and an Old Fashioned. There’s a Frost Warning tonight, and Friday it will be 82. 
{{{{shoe}}}}
Just catching up. {{{{shoe}}}}, losing family members you love, be they human or not, always leaves a big hole in your heart. Be well my friend and try to remember all the happiness she gave you.
Boo fae, safe travels. 5 Hours Portland-NYC and another 6 hours NYC-London with layover time at JFK…long day tomorrow.
VanGo, lovely work and obviously Sully-approved.
nellie, sometimes people just get their head around an idea and don’t let go. I’m still hoping something can be worked out.
red, I think I did put in for the local break when I turned 65; will check it out.
Got my walk in and gassed up car (another $90 stop) before eating my normal Mac-n-Cheese dinner for 2sday. Supposed to be in the 70’s tomorrow, so probably will take the winter comforter to the dry cleaners along with assorted slacks and shirt. No nappage today so probably will be turning in early tonight (that’s before 11pm).
Catch y’all tomorrow.
Oh ** Shoe** I’m so sorry. I’m glad she had a good life with you. {{{hugs}}}
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s currently 33 degrees(Fahrenheit, not Celsius) outside.
{{Shoe}} I’m so sorry.
I seem to be getting hayfever today- I should probably go buy some meds (I only get it occasionally, so don’t bother stocking up), but that involves going into town for the 3rd day in a row and I just don’t really wanna. I might just sneeze instead.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 46 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 79 and N.O.S. for the day. Today we shall procure provisions. The Pubic Sto’ has a deal on shrimpies so we shall sup upon shrimpies and grits and baked spareguts. YUM! I intend for another slothful day to occur.
Nuts though, like you, I am peopled out, I think I would prefer a quick trip for meds over sneezin’ all day. Just sayin’.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I shall then purtify and don attire appropriate for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. Life can be so difficult!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
ETA:
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR MMMEEETTTAAALLLMMMOOOUUUSSSEEE!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
Ive written here about our cat that’s about in the same boat …shes walked off at least 3 strokes but we know there’s gonna be a big one soon …
Happy Hump Day!
Happy Birthday MetalMouse!
No park today as it is daycare day.
My son got off irk at 5:30. It was freaking 31 degrees. I had to clean the frost off the windshield.
Mother Nature can KMA. I’ve had just about enough of her BS.
Ripple isn’t happy with my son going back to irk. After I drop him off, Ripple hangs his head the whole way home.
The BB&W cat has taken to sleeping on my front porch every day. Adam is not happy about it. There was a good bit of hissing and spitting when my son let Adam out the front door. Adam is usually pretty friendly with other cats.
I finally caught up with my mother yesterday. We’ve been playing telephone tag for two days.
I am not happy with her doctors right now and I may have to go with her to her next appointment.
Her PET scan shows something on her spine, which may or may not be cancer. Her doctor said if it is cancer, the chemo will take care of it. The oncologist now wants to schedule another MRI. Why? Why do more tests that just delay treatment? Then another doctor wants to do another biopsy to get more information.
I talked with a friend last night and he said he thinks the doctors know that nothing is going to work and now they are just trying to bilk Medicare.
When I talked with my mother yesterday morning, she seemed fine. I called her back last night and she was in so much pain she could barely talk. I told her to go to the ER, but she said she was just going to go to bed. In part of the TMI, she is losing control of her bodily functions.
I’m sorry about your Kitty {{{Shoe}}}
The dogs are driving me crazy, they want to leave NOW! for daycare.
Coming into Charleston. Survived the Bahamas. More on Friday when I get home.
Good morning, everyone.
I’m so sorry, shoe. Sending you the biggest hugs.
I’m sorry your mother is suffering so much, sari.
Happy Birthday, Metal Mouse!
As expected yesterday was long and full of problems. I spent most of my day 
and banging my head on my desk. All of these problems were not created by me, but I have to fix them because others are relying on me to help them. Honestly, if I could get through at least ONE day without some really stupid problem, it would be so nice. I don’t mind problem-solving, it’s what I do, but I do mind problems caused by stupidity, short-sightedness, or just plain lack of communication. Like how does one side of HR, not see that personnel actions (required forms, etc.) have already been completed and are in the system? Why are they me to do them AGAIN? When I inform them of this, they insist I do them and that’s when I start to fume. There will be a long and probably annoying conversation about this again today. I will maintain my composure, be pleasant, and “ask from a place of curiosity” when making them explain their reasoning as I have the required signed documents up on the screen I am sharing. 
I just need to get through today and tomorrow and then I’ll be done for the week.
I was up at and out of bed before 3:00 am because the husband tossed, turned, and scratched which kept me up. I might take a nap for my lunch break today.
I’m looking forward to hearing about your trip, FCM.
Happy birthday MM
Hippo birdie, Metal Mouse!
Mrs Magill has decided that she wants to kick the butt of whomever signed her up for Annual Cancer Club. The diagnosis is stage 1-A invasive carcinoma with a tubular structure. Non HER-2 blahbidy-blah-blah. (I’m not so good with medical terminology. That’s the other reason I didn’t go to Vet School) The long and short of it is that it’s not too serious, and should be fixable with surgery. She’s going to get an MRI to verify the size and location of the tumor, so we may make an informed decision regarding the form the surgery will take. I think the Doctor’s positivity really went a long way to ease our anxieties.
We talked with the boys last night, and everyone seems okay. Come to think about it, Squeaky was more concerned whether there was more carrot cake than his mother.
We also talked with our parents and siblings about Mrs Magill’s diagnosis. My mother has expressly forbidden her from getting cancer again next year. In fact, she told us that we are to take our long-overdue trip to Naples next year instead of getting cancer.
Dinner last night was split pea soup made with the ham-hock from Sunday. Lunch today is egg-salad from the dyed eggs. Egg salad and spice jelly beans are my favorite things about Easter. The Shoveler would be proud.
Morning all and thanks for the good wishes. Have now completed 69 circuits of the sun and am embarking on the last 1/10th of my 7th decade as a resident of this rock. Don’t plan on anything too exciting (swimming and taking stuff to the dry cleaners are on the list), but at least the day will be clear and in the 70’s F.
Pills popped and newspaper rescued, so need to break fast here shortly and think about doing something constructive.
Wizard, glad it’s not too bad (I mean, anything with the word cancer is never good) and it sounds like everyone has a positive attitude (love your Mom’s comment). Hoping all goes well.
Taters, but you didn’t do it our way!! with our procedures, so it must be wrong. They need to be hit with a waffle iron.
Sari, it might also be they are so worried about malpractice suits that they want to keep testing to make very, very VERY sure they are right. I concur that a trip with Mother-unit might be a good idea.
OK, onward into Hump Day. everybody take care now.
Happy Metal Mouse day! I missed that earlier…
I seem to have stopped sneezing despite the lack of meds; hah, score one for laziness.
{{{{{ wizard, wizard family, wizards mom }}}}} will be holding you all in the light 
metal mouse! Good excuse for an extra scoop of ice cream.
Best wishes to you and the Mrs., Wizard - I’m so glad it’s not gotten further and concur with your mom.
And Happy Birthday, MetalMouse! I hope you’re doing something delightful today. Or at least out of the ordinary in a good way.
sari, your mom is so lucky she has you - I hope her pain subsides and that her doctors get their respective acts together. It’s awful that that issue is so common. And if your mom is like mine, she’s fed up with doctors’ visits and just wants to get on with getting better.
Today is a wet, wet day. I’d planned to go for a waddle with a friend, but I’m allergic to rain and being cold, so we decided to wait until tomorrow. So here I am, all dressed in my workout clothes and nowhere to go except to my dungeon basement, which is where I should already be, waddling away until my meetings really get going for the day. I’ll eat breakfast instead. Food first, meetings next, waddling soon thereafter.
Morning, mumpers! Another day, another airport…just checked in for a 6hr flight from SFO to JFK, then a 3hr wait for our overnight flight to Heathrow. We should have then flown to Dublin and back to Birmingham but BA cancelled the Dublin flight so we are bailing on that bit and getting home from Lunnon by train instead.
Happy birthday, metalmouse hope it was a good one!
Wizard great news for you amd the family. Fingers crossed that the docs can do their whizzy stuff and you will get that trip!
purplehorseshoe, I am so sorry for your loss. Making that last vet visit is so hard. But your darling knew you gave them all the lover you have.