First off, my prayers for an excellent outcome going out to vwife. bobbio, be sure to come back and let us know how things are going when you can.
Second, will y’all please give us some of that Fall you’re hoarding up there? Sheesh! Eighty-eight frickin You-Ass degrees expected here today.
ETA: Third, I bought my candy over the weekend for the [del]beggers[/del] trick-or-treaters. I got over 200 pieces. When they are gone, the lights go out. Lots of folks around here decorate up big time for Halloween. My kids used to but I’m over it.
Yesterday was gray and gloomy here as was Saturday. Made it perfect for a couple of Fall meals, though. Chili on Saturday nite and a nice turkey breast last night with smashed N.O.T.s and steamed peas. Mmmmmmmm.
rigs, I got most of my gray hair teaching Lil Lestat[sup]TM[/sup] how to drive. I’m just sayin…
Long time no MMP, folks! Life currently crazy, but that’s hardly new. I’ve been going around in a haze of smileyness for the past few weeks, which is a nice change.
Why so long? Military service, grad school, jobs far apart? You sound lonely to me.
I’m sorry. Tupug–I’ve been through this before with daughter. The only time she gave me heart stopping anxiety behind the wheel was the time she (very early on in her driver’s ed) took me through a viaduct. She forgot to remember to allow for the entire passenger side of the car. I have never seen concrete and bricks up that close–I could see the fine cracks, the flaking paint, the powder on the mortar and bricks (I didn’t see Jesus in them, but I should have)–I kept telling her–“in the middle! In the middle!” which now I think of it, doesn’t make much sense. Luckily, it was a short viaduct and we got through without scraping the car, or smooshing me.
I expect #1 son to do better, actually. He’s more cautious.
Grad school. I was applying when he proposed last year, and since we don’t have much in the way of money or time, I more or less have to wait until after I’m done with grad school to make it official. My job isn’t exactly good at helping me make new friends in the area, and my classes are mostly online, so I don’t really get to make friends in the area via that option either. It’s just tough for me right now, and being PMS-y doesn’t help. [sub]My BC makes me weepy at this time of the month.[/sub]
The scariest moment I had with my son’s newbie driving, was a double lane left turn. He was in the inside lane, and didn’t realize he had to maintain that lane, and drifted over into the outer lane! :eek: Scared the crap out of me, and the other driver!
Hugs to SCL. tashii, I’m sorry you’re lonely. We had a fairly long engagement (2 1/2 years) and yeah, people don’t really care much until you get within about six months of the wedding. And then they go berserk. Especially Moms.
Bleh. Just threw up. Have to work in an hour. Do you realise I’ve been throwing up for 23 weeks? This is excessive. I’ll go in to work and slump on a chair, staring into space. Actually, I feel much better now, but I’ve only got two weeks (yay!) at work left, and I’m going to play for sympathy. And puking makes me tired.
The only real response I’ve gotten is that my FMIL has decided she’s on the “it must be in a church!” crusade, despite the fact that she’s been told that’s not happening on several occasions. Apparently the only thing important about my wedding to her is that it’s full of her pre-approved religion plan. :rolleyes: At least my mom’s enthusiastic about helping us get stuff for our house.
I’m sorry that you’re still puking. Is this a normal thing to go that long through pregnancy and still be throwing up? I hope you start feeling better soon.
I made a personal vow once that I wouldn’t have the furnace working more than six months out of the year; if the furnace is on more than half the year, then I feel as if I am too far north. So, the furnace doesn’t go on until November 1st at the earliest, and gets shut off come May 1st. Some years I put on my second sweater and wonder at the cost of obstinacy. But this year has truly been a blessing. It will be in the 80s today. In fact, New England has really been extraordinarily lucky for at least the past several years, compared to other areas. My heart and prayers go out to those who are dealing with droughts and wildfires.
Cats: Living in the city, dogs aren’t all that practical. I’d love to have one if he had some room to run, and if I had the time to walk him. I have three cats inside now, although they all were formerly outside guys (well, one girl) who liked the food I left for them on the back steps. There have been a lot more coming to the back door over the years, but these were the ones who expressed a strong desire to come inside. Now I have a new crop of outside guys. One seems friendly, but the rest range from independent to feral. There has been a regular parade in the twenty plus years that I have lived here.
Morning, all. Lovely OP, Jahdra. I adore fall. It was nice to get back home to it, after a couple of days of upper 80s/high humidity in Miami. Not that I didn’t enjoy it being so warm and green there, it’s just wrong this time of year.
I didn’t read the last couple days of the last MMP, so am I right in assuming that today is VWife’s bionic knee installation day? Good thoughts headed her way!
And fingers crossed for SCL!
I had a lovely time in Miami – the bar mitzvah went wonderfully, everyone had a delightful time at the party/lunch afterwards, and then we had a nice time sitting around yakking the rest of the time. I was designated to transport 95-year-old Irene between the hotel and everywhere else, and she was a delight – I’d met her before but never had a chance to get to know her, and she’s one of these little old ladies who’s frail in body but sharp as a tack in mind. Plus her eyes and ears still work well, so she wasn’t as hard to communicate with as my grandmother. So I had a fun time getting to know her.
And we also spent a while Saturday evening sitting around with my friend, her younger brother and his delightful girlfriend – he’s got a real treasure there! – both MILs, and my friend’s stepdaughter with her 8-year-old daughter, telling tales on each other from our college days. As luck would have it, we each happened to be present at probably some of the most embarrassing moments of the other’s life, so it was lots of fun telling stories to a brand-new audience. Plus we had to temper some of our language because of the 8-year-old, so we discussed lots of “herbal remedies.” Yeah, we misspent our college years with great enthusiasm!
Now it’s time to get something constructive done, although what I really want to do is just sleep all day. That was the one thing I didn’t get to do much while I was there; the hotel was comfortable, but it was just nonstop go-go-go the entire time. It’s good to be home and able to sleep in my own bed!
I forgot to mention the most exciting thing that happened all weekend. At the party after the bar mitzvah, somehow Silvio, the emcee/dance leader/games master my friend had hired to help make the party more fun (and he did; he had the teenagers up playing silly games with great enthusiasm, which was just amazing to see!), he somehow picked me as his dance partner, and we had to lead everyone else through about 15 minutes of the most enthusiastically bad dancing I have ever done. (Well, he was good; the rest of us were bad, albeit enthusiastic.)
And what was amazing about this? It wasn’t until I went and sat down again afterwards that I even thought about my bionic knee! I literally did not even notice it the entire time I was dancing! I felt just like a normal person up there – it was very exciting! My doctor was right – he said eventually I’d forget it was even there. I was truly beginning to doubt that, but now I know he wasn’t kidding! Yay!
Good weekend here. Went to a corn maze on Saturday where they had pig races and an exotic animal petting zoo. We petted camels and llamas and various kinds of deer and a kangaroo and some baby bison. And a zeedonk (a cross between a zebra and a donkey). Fun!
Then we went to the Twin Cities Dopefest. That was a lot of fun too. And a LOT of really good food. No MMPers there though. We’ll have to do it again when McUne’s available.
Sunday we went back to look at our maybe-house-to-be again. That’s fun too, except it gets overwhelming when we think about having to try to decorate it to make it look nice and not like a just-out-of-college, we’re-poor-and-have-no-taste sort of apartment. Plus my mother’s worried about EVERYthing. Which isn’t unusual. But this gives her a focal point for her worrying. She thinks we’re going to lose our jobs and be unable to pay for the house. Or something bad will happen with the developer. Or the bank. Or the homeowner’s association. Or something. I don’t know. I think she thinks we might both get struck lightening too. :rolleyes:
I really do love my mother; we’re really close and I love getting together with her and talking. But she is constantly worried about stuff. When it’s not this, it’s that the country’s going to hell in a handbasket and she thinks we should move to another country. And if it’s not that, it’s something else. I just try to steer the conversation to something else, but it’s frustrating sometimes. There’s no point in worrying all the time if you can’t do anything about it. We all have good lives. Let’s look at the positives there and not give ourselves heart attacks from worrying all the time! Bah!
I’m feeling a little bit better, but I’ve got to go volunteer at the library now. Maybe I’ll do something that makes a difference or at least get to know some of the people who work there a little better.
We’re off to the ocean in a few minutes. We wanted at go watch the storms come in, but it’s supposed to be sunny all week. I guess we’ll cope. I’ll see you all next week.
Taxi–I think your mom and my mom were separated at birth. I call mine Mrs Gloom. She can find the down side to going to heaven, I tell ya…
I now must do my homework, as all today’s errands are run. Blah.
And puking makes me tired.
We’ll have to do it again when McUne’s available.