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Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Howdy, y’all. My house is back to normal, for a few days anyway. My brother is coming through on his way back home sunday or monday. That’ll be a quick one evening visit, so that’s easy, we can just put a Sox game on and figure something out for dinner. Why, yes, we are a family of taciturn, non-talkative Mainers.

Also, got my re-done bifocals. These are waaay better. I can see the table saw blade clearly, the ground is in focus through the magnified bit. This is nice.

FCM Glad the boating went ok, now appendages crossed for their travels.

metal mouse I agree with doggio check the patio, too.

unknown Nice flowers! (I think I have the right mumper name there.)

Happy B-day, taters!

My deer story. One year I didn’t have a car, so I rented one to go back and visit my fam for x-mas. 7.5 hour drive each way. Within 5 minutes of my house on the way back, 2 deer came flying out of the underbrush and crashed into the side of the car. I got to return a rental with deer fur in the gaps of the passenger door. Fortunately, they saw that there was no damage to the front of the car, so they could tell that I wasn’t at fault.

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FCD and folks are in Jawja. His car has been acting funky, so he’s got to take it in tomorrow. I found a shop in Ocala that gets much better reviews than the dealer, so I sent him the link. Fingers crossed…

I’ve returned Tobias to his mama. It’s hot here and the house is open but since FCD isn’t here, I’m not going to close up and put on the air. Maybe tomorrow if it gets in the 90s, but not today. Leftover sketties for supper, then reading till I’m unconscious. Bliss!

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Howdy Y’all! We got shorn and then came back to da cave. I just did not want to go deal with candles today, so I must tomorrow or Sattidy. We slothed. We lazed. We had quality cee-mint pond time. We day drank. We et grilled chikin sallits and cheesey garlic bread. Such a life we lead!

I got a call this mornin’ from a co-parishioner. She called to ask me about another parishioner. She has decided she wants to get to know him. I told her his name, told her I have known him for quite some time (he’s also from Ye Olde Home Towne), that he is a widow man, and is an overall nice guy. Some of you may figure out who this is from my book of faces page. I did decline to introduce her to him, tellin’ her that she should introduce herself as a co-parishioner and let whatever go from there. Still, what a weird call! I told OYKW about this and he’s been singin’ “Matchmaker, Matchmaker” to me off and on all day.

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Went to pay bills, and I haven’t been paid yet. I looked at my pay stub, and it says the payment was tomorrow. I checked emails and, sure enough, our payday on the new schedule is the 20th. So I can’t pay my credit card yet, and it’s due on Sunday. If my pay doesn’t come in on time, I’ll just have to pay the minimum until it does.

I do not like the new pay schedule.

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swampy the Yenta.

Best of luck on the timing, flyboy.

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Mooooooom, glad nothing exciting happened on the boat trip. I hope that there’s nothing wrong with the car and the remainder of that trip is uneventful as well.

Happy birthday taters!

Irked, came home, took Nelson to the dog park, where he got to play with a sweet beagle named Millie. TGIT!

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

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Happy Birthday taters!

I just came in to laugh with you guys at me being able to cause workplace drama despite being retired all those many years.

The weekly surplus food boxes always have too much food for us to use, so I take the extra to the food stamp office I retired from and have lunch with my BFF who still works there. My BFF is eligible for two boxes a month so I bring them as well. I have been bringing trunk loads of food to the workers for years.

When I started working at the food stamp office I bought some mace and started carrying it on my key chain…keys live on my belt loop. It’s been there for at least 8 years.

Yesterday, a guard noticed my mace and told me I had to leave it in my car. I told him that it was OK, I didn’t need to actually come in because they would come to me and I called out to the receptionist to please bring the cart. The receptionist called my BFF and grabbed the cart to come and start unloading and my BFF came because helping load the cart while chatting about lunch isn’t really working. I thought that being stopped at the door was pretty funny, but apparently they were not nearly as amused.

They chewed out the guard and told the boss lady that their grocery deliveries had been threatened. My BFF says that the back and forth emails and policy and just drama has been so entertaining that she almost forgot how much she hates her job. Today.

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Up from naptime. Had a gin&tonic, and watching hockey.

Hope the car isn’t too bad, [b]FCM[/]b.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TATERS!!!

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Lest anyone worry about the security guard’s job, he did just what he should have done. He’s a government employee and this won’t even be a blip on his yearly eval. If my hip hadn’t been so sore after the drive to town, I would have just walked around the corner and put the mace in my pocket.

The drama is how can they issue me a perm. vendors tag when I’m not being paid for doing this. They can’t just toss a few bucks my way to “pay” me because its government and that would be way too easy.

In their concern about not inconveniencing me, nobody has brought up the easiest suggestion…have my BFF remind me to leave the mace in my car when I tell her I’m on my way. After being told 10 or 12 times, I’ll probably start remembering by myself.

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Evening all. Have officially cancelled my old internet, went to the local office to find it had closed down so after a couple of grocery stops (every store,it seems, is low on Lean Cusine stuff) I cam home and took care of things with a phone call. And that is about how ambitious I’ve been this second half of the day. Swampy has nothing on me when I get down to some serious slothing. Will turn in after a couple more Virtual Railfan U-Tube videos and see if I can stay in past 6am Firday.

Jane the Cane, I concur that the Security guard did what he was supposed to do, but hopefully he’ll remember you next time and be a better sport about it.

Swampy, nothing wrong about doing a little matchmaking–you just gave her some advice and info, it’s her move now (and his to follow, one hopes). You can keep us updated when they start holding hands…

flyboy, payment every other Firday? With the USG it was every other Thursday and I don’t think it changed once in my 33 years.

FCM, hope the car has nothing seriously wrong with it.

Taters, a most happy Orbit of the Sun Completion Day.

OK, couple of videos and off to bed. All y’all take care.

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And this is why I thought the whole thing (besides the whole carrying mace in open sight unnoticed for over 8 years thing) was so funny. I had the mace when I canned the jerk. I didn’t even think about the mace at that time, that’s for dogs.

If it happens again, I will demand to use the government mandated weapon lockers that are by the front door. These are for law abiding citizens to lock their weapons up securely when entering the building, you put your gun in the safe, close the door and take the key with you, then unlock the safe to get your gun and the key stays in the door.

When I started working there, I noticed that the locker doors were all closed and locked which I though was odd so I asked about it. One of the past head bosses didn’t like kids playing with the lockers so closed them and took the keys. That was at least 10 years ago, but government…the keys are still missing.

They aren’t big enough for my cane, though. My bitch BFF pulled up the newspaper article about that incident on her computer and showed it to the guard. Then bitched him out again just because she’s my BFF.

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Happy Birthday Taters. I hope it was great.

I got to see my first rocket launch from the front yard but really all I saw was a chemtrail looking thing as it was cloudy. I heard the sonic boom though. We are supposed to have tons of rain starting tomorrow I think or rather today. I hope it does rain for days. It was awful hot out today.

I had a sleepless night last night so slept from 0800 this morning til about 130 pm. I am fixing to try to go to sleep now.

Stay safe everyone. Almost the weekend.

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I have little to report so will just respond.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TATERS!

Jane the Cane, just FYI, mace has a shelf life of around 4 years from the date of manufacture. I learned this when I used to carry bear spray on hikes. I’d hate for yours not to work if you ever (heaven forbid) need it.

FCM, hope you enjoyed your well-earned reading time. Fingers crossed for FCD’s car.

swampy, kudos on handling the lovelorn woman so adroitly. Also, I like OYKW’s sense of humor.

flyboy, how frustrating!

Sari, no more Barky at the parky?

shoe, if you see this, just want to say hi, and I hope you’re doing OK.

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Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. Had a thunderstorm roll through around 0100.

< tinfoil hat >
But still sounds cool.

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis < snerk > 69! < snerk > Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 95 and mostly N.O.S. We are supposed to see some rain over the weekend and into next week. We need the rain, so bring it on, I say! Since I did not yestiddy, I shall go take care of candle duty today. The rest of the day will be the usual sloth and uselessness with some quality cee-mint pond time and day drinkin’. Sup shall be majik intartoobz pizza and sallit.

Jane The Cane what’s even more fun is that you got to cause workplace drama and didn’t have to be there for the actual drama. Win-Win!

MOOOOOOM hope everyone made it safe to Ocala and that there is nuttin’ serious wrong with FCD’s vehicle.

Butters did you put on your tinfoil hat? Have you grown and extra appendages? You know them chemtrails is dangerous!

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah,

Happy Firday Y’all!

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They got to the house just after 9 - so over 15 hours on the road! :open_mouth:

I made him an appointment at 8 this morning to take the car to a local place that got really good reviews (much better than the 2.3 stars that the dealer got) and I also texted him the number of the recommended towing company in case he can’t get it started.

My poor sweetie… he said his dad talked non-stop for the last 7 hours of the trip. He didn’t recognize his son, he didn’t know he’d been in Maryland, he was completely confused, and he wouldn’t shut up! FCD sounded beyond fried when he called last night. I feel so sorry for him. If he’d just waited one day, we’d have gone together.

Honestly, I feel like the next time we go there, it’ll be when one or the other of them dies (or maybe both, if FIL insists on driving.) Dementia is horrible! It’s like it steals a person’s soul and replaces it with garbage. My FIL was an amazing man - he never went beyond high school, but he could fix anything and his woodwork was amazing - you should see the dulcimer and the hammer dulcimer and the spinning wheel and the inlaid table… true craftsmanship. Now, I doubt he could operate a screwdriver. And my poor, nearly blind MIL refuses to seek help with him. She considers him to be her responsibility, and no home healthcare worker is needed. But the stress and exhaustion is going to kill her, if his driving doesn’t. But she won’t listen to anyone.

Sorry to keep harping on this - it’s so frustrating!! And I can’t help wondering if this is ahead for me. From what I’ve found on line, Parkinson’s affects about 2% of the population at large, and for offspring of those with the disease, the risk goes up to 4%. It doesn’t sound like I should fret over it, but I do. One thing for certain, tho - if it does strike FCD - I will avail myself of all services that I can. And I hope he’ll do the same.

I remember when my Great Aunt Clara was in her last months, she developed dementia (not Parkinson’s related) and according to her daughter who cared for her, my sweet aunt who was the kindest, gentlest lady you can imagine started flinging F-bombs thither and yon! I wouldn’t have thought she’d even know the word, but my cousin had to deal with this insane personality change in her mother. So, yeah, dementia sucks!!

OK, change of topic. It’s the start of our mini-heat wave - 90s for the next 3 days. Ugh. I need to work in the yard, but just the thought of it makes me want to crawl back into bed. I’m spared this morning - SIL has therapy at 1030 and they asked me to watch Toby for an hour. While I’m down in that part of town, I’ll run to WalMart.

I think I got FIL’s cold - my voice is raggedy and I was sneezing and snotty last night. Nyquil knocked me out and I got about 8 hours sleep - first time in eons. I feel a bit hung over from it - that will wear off soon. Meanwhile, I’m caffeinating and thinking about loading the dishwasher and stripping the bed. It’ll be a good day for sheets on the line. So onward!

Happy Firday!!

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Buddy is having a very hard time making up his mind today. He’ll go to the door, even go a few feet outside, then turn around and come back in. Wind’s currently over 20mph (32kph) and noisy. He apparently does not approve of this. Today’s supposed to be the last day in at least a week below 90F (32C), and I’ve seen a forecast for 100F (38C) for Tuesday. Ugh!

At least the cats got within a foot of each other and Allie didn’t get upset, just kind of sniffed Buddy a bit.

Both DH and I are feeling pretty ick. Elevated temperature yesterday had me digging out a Covid test, which was negative, but I’m still not feeling good, and DH’s blood sugar was way high this morning (usually an illness or stress indicator).

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Mornin, all. The big plans for the day include dropping the truck off at my buddy’s car shop-the steering fluid leak has gotten untenable. I had to re-fill twice yesterday. He’s got a spare car I can borrow for the weekend. Nice to have friends one can trade with. I also have to go meet a potential new client for a smallish gig. Building some sound baffles for his concert venue.

Onward!

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Just got a call from FCD - apparently last night, his father had no idea that he had 3 sons, and he was walking around the house naked, looking for his socks. He didn’t remember their visit here, and as they drove thru Jawja, he kept telling FCD to “turn here - that’s where our house is!!” MIL’s sister, the retired nurse, thinks he may be OK after some rest and getting back into the old routine, but FCD wants out of there now. I think he may get on the road this morning to come back. He’s at the garage, hoping they’ll have a look at his car and let him know if it’s safe to drive back. I’m so sorry he’s going thru this alone.