It never ends. At 9.5 years old, Nelson still has his toys all over the place. At bed time, he’s ready to play fetch or tug of war. Too bad he hasn’t figured out how to put them away.
Howdy Y’all! I got tired of stoopid teevee, so I shall see whatup on teh intartoobz for a bit whilst OYKW watches one of his endless crime shows.
Dicey HUZZAH for stuff on the walls! Now you can look at the stuff and say you did that.
Nettie umm.. OOPS (N.O.O.)! I meant that for Nellie. I am old and have only two functionin’ brain cells. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
BBBoo and Mollie now I yearn for afternoon tea with little sammiches, scones, clotted cream and such.
WetOne Texas Roadhouse is good, but I agree with the lunch over dinner option. We are too cheap thrifty to do dinner options. Besides, there’s always too many people then. However, maybe an early bird special on occasion ain’t too bad.
**Cat_Glove that’s a sweet story about a happy in your life. Also, HUZZAH on findin’ your rosary! Appropriate/inappropriate appendages are crossed re the biopsy. On Eagle’s Wings is a great hymn!
lucky may the witch continue to not cackle.
BobBob ICK! I have never encountered bedbugs. May my luck continue. I will be stayin’ in a hotel Thursday and Firday of next week. I am now convinced there are bedbugs plannin’ their course of attack. ICK!
red of course Nelson does not put his toys away. That’s why he has a hooman servant!
We all have our moments. 
Cats are even worse about the toy scattering, plus stealing unauthorized playthings from the humans.
Perhaps yours, and my 1.5 cells, would like to have brunch.
It’d be crowded!
We spend at least half an hour cleaning an already semi-clean teensy restaurant kitchen each night, on a good night when we’re on top of things.
I’m glad Monkey finally got his butt back home!
I drove to Ohio to see him this weekend. The dude rocks.
That’s a big step for him, go Spot.
You probably got all of the info needed to transfer his chip when you adopted him, do you still have the paperwork?
So my spot of happiness was Hubs suggesting we go to Beckley today. The trees are at their prime colors and it was wonderful.
Evening all. Gym was sweated and Sonic Drive-In provided replacement calories, so things are in balance (and gym scale says 201.4lbs, so it is back in my good graces for now). Evening will be internettin’ and watching some tackleball, otherwise sloth will rule.
Nut, might be some stress, but sounds like you have a way forward now. And happy anniversary on an inquiry that changed your life.
True dat.
FCM, I’ve considered that (shipping), but I only eat about 1 roll a week, and the use by date would spoil at least 1/3 of the shipment, so I think I have to pass on that. And thanks for the invite, but think I’ll remain bored of movies with my brother and SIL (at least there will be 3-5 dogs to entertain me).
Herald, Jones Braunschweiger is available around here, I may try it, but after 60+ years with the same brand, it’s a bit hard to change. We’ll see.
And back after watching "Pardon the Interruption on TV and then getting distracted by other things (tackleball game, puzzle, apple) for another hour, but back to soldiering through.
wet one, hope you enjoy the Roadhouse, and dinner is not too bad, I can get a 11oz sirloin with salad, fries, rolls/butter and a Diet Coke for $32 (tip included), which is about what you’ll pay in most ‘family steakhouses’ anymore. Other prices vary. And that’s the Sunday noontime menu, BTW.
Cat Glove, a tear for your friend’s loss and the classy way you handled it. And yeah, those pesky things that are hiding in the last place we look… Enjoy the toum, whatever that is…looked it up, happy saucing and dipping.
Lucky, may the clacking be still forevermore.
2bob, nice to see you about the place again. Don’t be a stranger (we have enough strange folks already…). Never have had bedbugs to the best of my knowledge and after your report hope I never do…ugh.
Well, I have three brain cells…unfortunately they are named Larry, Curly and Moe…
JtC, trees haven’t really changed much here, that’ll be November for us. But glad you are happy.
And it’s almost 9:30pm, so need to finish up here and go watch the rest of the tackleball game. Catch y’all tomorrow while breaking fast.
Up from naptime, having an Old Fashioned, fries, and cheeseburger with Stilton. Spot is sacked out in his cat tree tunnel.
Will thou haveth gruel withe pheasant? 
“Come to swampy’s Turkey Day Extravagaza. BYOT and sides. Napkins provided.”
Spot was like that from the begining(age 2)
Me: < opens door to outside. >
Spot: “No. Absolutley not.”
I knew a guy who ate Capt’n Crunch every day for an entire semester.
"Hello, my name is dogbutler you killed my father, prepare to die
That’s what he hired a primate servant for.
My parents and I used to stop there for the night when we drove to Alpena, Mich.
Just for the record, I still hate FireTV! I had to restart the one in the bedroom twice and relog into my Jungle account. But I hardly watch in bed so I can’t justify buying a decent smart TV. FCD wanted to watch football tonight and I needed to see the end of my Poirot episode.
Stoopit TV.
Sleepy time now. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…
He’s right.
All of our cats spent their first couple of months outside. Except for Lily’s excursion a couple months ago, and trips to the vet, they’ve been in the house ever since – they usually don’t show any interest when I open the door to go out.
'Twas a good day for loseyns, or maybe savoury toasted cheese, but I settled for plain bread and cheese. Next week, perhaps. . . .
A little sore after the PT today. I’ve got a raft of things I’m supposed to do. Stretchy this, lie on the floor and do this other thing (while fighting off Ms Peach administrations).
metal mouse I used to teach water exercise which is VERY good for people who have had hip replacements. I knew a number of people whose doctors advised them to go get in a pool with a bouyancy belt on and do some water walking, at a minimum. I know you likely can’t tell your brother but maybe his wife? Pivot: chai tea or chai latte is my favorite.
Swampy & shoe Hubs prefers to put veggie cream cheese on everything bagels.
Bella is approximately 10 yrs old and I really can’t believe it. Where the heck did the time go? Daughter adopted her in March 2018 and she was estimated to be at least 18-20 months old at that time as she had had a litter shortly after she was rescued in January 2018. She had been separated from her family during Hurricane Harvey in the Houston area in August 2017.
Wow, that’s freaking awesome! I wanted to see him on Saturday but you had to register in advance and when I started looking into it, there was already a waiting list. A friend sent the YouTube of it to me. MSNOW has been showing a number of clips from his Detroit rally with Abdul and Jocelyn today.
Thanks MetalMouse. On the way out of the restaurant I saw her youngest outside with his daughter. I promised I would look in on my friend every so often. She was very upbeat yesterday and today. We are both concerned that she’s acting on adrenaline now and how she will feel in a few days once all the relatives return to their homes. 90+% of the people who came to the funeral and luncheon were relatives and a big extended family who came from all over the state and out of state. I just live 4 blocks away so I’ll be walking over.
JtC & MetalMouse yesterday I took Bella on the Lakeview Trail in the woods just adjacent to a lake. Some of the trees were spectacular, reds, oranges, yellow, interspersed with dark green, lime green. I took pics with my iPhone and sent them to Daughter and DG. They praised them. I said that the pics didn’t do justice to the real colors. I’d like to go again sometime this week before they degrade then fall.
Will cutlery and dinnerware be provided or will the guests have to bring that too? Or is it going to be a Viking dinner?
Did you drive through the UP? I have to believe you did; unless you took the ferry across Lake MI.
And I’m finally all caught up on today’s 50 posts so far. See you on the morrow, God willing and the creek don’t rise.
When I had cats, the pet shop kitten inherited had to be watched closely when the door was opened lest she escape into the wild and get eaten by fleas (she was allergic). The little orphaned barn kitty I rescued? He had zero interest in leaving the confines of a cozy indoor abode.
I got to see him in 2008 when he debated at Belmont University. The Democrats from several counties surrounding Nashville, including mine, were seated in some rooms outside of the main auditorium and he stopped by after the debate to thank us for our support. Great man.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s 43 degrees Ferret Height(6.111 Centipedes)
If I lay on the floor, Spot mauls me for earwax.
As do I.
< rummages around junk drawer >
24 assorted takeout cutlery packs.
N.C. to Michigan. It was the every other year cheap vacation.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 48 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 78 and sunny. Today is laundry day. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Outside of that 'twill be the usual RDOS sloth. I should probably iron a couple of nice shirts, as on Thursday, Firday and Sattidy of next week I will need them to wear at Diocesan convention. I’ll need real pants as well. Oh the drudgery! Sup will be leftover from yestiddy’s lunch feast.
Morning.
No real plans for the day here, although I have apparently succumbed to peer pressure and stuck some laundry on. Its another very windy day, though not to the same degree as the weekend. Forecast says rain, but I suspect we’ll have very little- it’s often wrong when the wind is blowing from that direction. Not sure if I shall risk sticking any laundry out to dry or not; this is what passes for thrill seeking for me nowadays.
I should get on with some proper sensible job hunting, but I wanna just be an RDOS for a bit first…
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 12c/53f with a predicted high of 13c/55f and partly cloudy. Weather app says “This fucking weather would be way better if we were fucking playing cards and partying with aliens.”
You are my people
Taters I’m sorry the surgery didn’t happen, it sounds like they have good reason not to do it but it’s really annoying that they couldn’t have told you sooner.
Cat_Glove that was a good thing you did, I am glad the widow had some comfort in that too.
Yesterday was a busy irk day with much irkage from students who seem to think that I exist solely for their benefit, have access to absolutely everything, and am sitting here just waiting for their latest demand to fall into my inbox. It was a relief to shut the laptop off and sort out the bins instead. I went to the gym, came back and hauled the biiiig bin out to the kerb for today’s recycling collection. It was also joined by the shiny new kitchen scraps bin.
Much excitement today then, our new kitchen scraps collection started! The binmen came and collected the recycling at the usual 7am slot so I went out and hauled the biiiig bin back to where it lives. The kitchen caddy is collected by a different dustcart but that had been emptied by 8am (didn’t even hear that one go up the street). It’s a new service that takes food scraps, fruit and veg peelings, used tea bags, coffee grounds and uneaten pet food. We had this service a few years ago but the council abandoned it, now it’s been brought back as a government initiative…but it seems I am the only person on the street who put the little bin out. Thus I went outside again and carried the little caddy back to where it lives in the porch.
I have various things I want to get done today, 'im indoors is going out later and will return with yummy Indian food for lunch, and I’ll be at the gym later after I’ve sorted out campus food for the rest of the week. He has also taken some leftover mac 'n cheese out of the freezer for tonight’s dinner. Now it’s time to drink more tea!