The schools in my mom’s county are on a 2-hour delay, which tells me that they probably didn’t get much snow. So it’s looking like we’ll be going there this evening. Which means I’ll have to go home and pack. It’s just overnight, but that still requires some planning - especially since we’re taking the dog.
Now, to get thru the day…
The banshees woke me up at 3 this morning with their constant whistling around the corners of the house. I had to fight to keep my car on the road in a couple of places. That wind is no joke!
Yesterday was depressing. Three people I’m tangentially connected to died. Irish Storyteller’s great aunt, my former neighbor The Dom’s mother, and the mailman who delivered to my irkplace. The mailman’s death was the shocking one–massive heart attack out of nowhere. He was only 32. 
BigKitty, that’s a three-of-a-kind nobody wants. My condolences to all who lost loved ones.
FCM, considering the IRS is after you, are you crossing state lines to visit your Mom? Could bring in the FBI, you know…
Missed the trash pickup, last week they came around 11am, so I didn’t put it out last night, so today they show up at 0730 and I couldn’t get dressed in time. Plus it was nearly 70F yesterday and right now it’s 36F, so what the heck…
**MetalMouse **- no state lines will be crossed, fortunately, but I will pass, sorta, by DC on my way north of Baltimore. Wonder if I’ll encounter any roadblocks. Maybe we should stick to the back roads…
So far this morning, I’ve fixed one parts list. Still waiting for something, anything, to do…
Supposedly, the boss was coming back today, but we haven’t seen him yet. lalalalalalalalalalalala
Mom and FCD prepare for the road trip.
It will be mid-50s around here. We got a few good heavy inches but it will be short-lived. I spoke with a cousin this AM and he got 8-10; I’m a little envious.
Don’t be ridiculous! I don’t wear skirts! 
Still waiting for something to do. Gonna be a loooooooong day here.
Happy Thorsday!
It was 68 degrees yesterday, we have snow today. Not much snow though, the ground is covered but the sidewalk is clear. It’s also very N.O.S. outside.
Despite sleeping most of yesterday, I managed to fall asleep and stay asleep last night.
I also had a bit of a rough time because I ate chicken and broccoli for lunch and my tummy wasn’t too happy.
Today I feel alive.
FCM - I often think about buying a blow horn for those callers.
{{{BigKitty}}}
I hope the procedure works Sunny, it makes me hurt to think about it.
Since I didn’t do much of anything yesterday I have some catching up to do today.
My new skillet should be delivered today, I had to throw the old one out. My mother gave it to me (used) and not only was the non-stick coating not working too well, but the bottom was a bit rough and probably not good for a glass top stove.
It will be nice to have a big skillet again. I hope I’ll like it, it’s stainless without a non-stick coating.
I have to figure out what kind of bowl to get the dog. I always used shallow bowls for him because he thought it great fun to flip the bowls and send dog food flying everywhere. The ones he has now are shallow and heavy with a rubber bottom so they don’t move around and are hard to flip. They work well for water and dry food, but now that he is getting canned food he pushes the food towards the edges and he can’t eat it. I tried using a plate but he slides it all over the place and makes a mess.
It is a clever disguise, and should lull the coppers into a false sense of security.
I got an email from my mom - they got a dusting of snow, so we’ll head up after work. She’s taking us to the Bonefish Grill for supper tomorrow. That should be nice. 
Last load of laundry is in the dryer. HUZZAH! It’s undies in case anyone was wonderin’. I just et a toasted roast beast, provolone and swiss sammich. That should hold me until we go to Sonny’s.
{{{BigKitty}}} sorry for all the losses.
I trust your gold-lamé undies are always dried flat, away from direct sunlight. Can’t have the fabric getting all messed up, can we??
I’m sitting here falling asleep. Hope I can survive the next 3 anna half hours. Not sure what I’ll charge my time to, since I’m not really doing anything.
{{{big kitty}}}
sari, Sis uses that gripper type shelf liner under a plate for her old pooch on soft food.
We just got word this morning that all internet connections except for the ones approved for company use are to be blocked beginning next week. That means going to the break room to use my own device to even check my personal email.
I also hope your procedure does what it’s supposed to do and you get relief Sunny. Ask them for morphine, it’s the best. They gave it to me once, and, although I didn’t get ‘high’, a peaceful feeling came over me and for once, nothing hurt!
I’d also like to point out that this is one time when I don’t get to say “been there, done that”, and I hope you’ll forgive me for being glad about that.
I’m also sorry about your pony, but that reminded me of something; we were watching TV the other night and some ball player was giving an interview and said something to the effect that “they wanted it more than we did”. I remarked to Wifey that if all it took was wanting something hard enough, there’d be a lot more young girls with ponies. She just sighed.
On the home front, Dorkie is his old self again, on his usual post at the front window, protecting me from all the people walking by. Old man Schnauzer is asleep somewhere, probably on the bathroom rug. It’s amusing when someone comes to the door. They hear “yap, yap, yap” and think “lap dog” and then, if Dorkie get excited enough, Schnauzer, who has a very deep voice and sounds much bigger than he is, will ‘woof!’ and said visitor will often rethink their desire to speak to us and scurry away.
Speaking of Dorkie, he also doesn’t like to eat out of a bowl, and if we put his food in a bowl, he will tip it over and eat off the carpet, so we just pour his food out onto a cafeteria tray. It’s big enough that he can’t move it around, especially if he’s standing on part of it, and he’s happy, and we don’t have kibble and stuff in the carpet.
Speaking of skillets; we are kinda resigned to replacing our skillet every 6 months or so. The last one we had to dispose of was a ceramic coated one. It was wonderfully non-stick, until it wasn’t. We’ve got another ceramic one now from a different manufacturer, 'cause it was on sale. We’ll see how it goes.
I agree with Flytrap et. al. about prayer. I learned at a very early age that praying don’t get you nuttin’. (I talked like that when I was very young. Then I learned proper English and was a total pain in everybody’s ass for several years). Which is why I am bemused when people on facebook call on their ‘prayer warriors’ to pray for somebody. Does it really make people feel better to think a bunch of folks they don’t even know might be praying for them? If it makes you feel better I think it’s a good thing, but I’m skeptable. (is so a word)
Mom, charge your time to ‘short between the headsets’. That’s the code we used to use whenever one of the pilots would forget to turn on some piece of equipment and complain about it. At least we did until one of them found out what that particular code meant. Fortunately our C.O. was (secretly) more amused than angry and punishment was light.
I actually got to do a wee bit of work - redoing something I did yesterday but apparently didn’t save. It’s saved now. So there’s that.
I should probably check to see that everything is checked in before going on leave tomorrow.
Boss finally showed up, but I’ve got barely more than an hour to go.
I got my skillet, I didn’t realize that 14 inches is* that* big.
Next time I’ll measure because I thought the one mom gave me was 12 inch and I wanted slightly bigger. I think hers might have been 10 inch.
But it has two handles and is oven safe to 500 degrees.
That’s a good idea Red, his short nose makes it hard for him to pick up food.
Bumba - back when the old man was a pup he couldn’t pick treats up off the tile floor, so he’d swipe them over to the carpet where he could get them.
I have to order groceries for pick up tomorrow, I’m going to get some* FreshPet* for him to try. I know he’ll like it, probably too much.
My boss just told me she’s going half-time in May which means I get stuck being in charge. I really donwanna but have no choice. Now I’ll hafta go to icky meetings and do stuff like “productivity reports.” Blech.
Actually made myself presentable and got out of the house, had to mail a bill payment, so went over to Loew’s/Home Depot (it seems where there is one, the other is nearby) to look at windows for the house (the Spring project, planned for May). Found out there are a big variety (double-paned, wood, wood-clad, vinyl, single or double sliding pane, and that’s just what I remember. More study is called for.
Home now and resisting the urge to snack. How long resistance will continue is unknown.
Back from piggin’ out at Sonny’s. We both had the pulled and sliced poke plate. OYKW got fries, baked beans, and garlic toast as his sides and I had a baked sweet N.O.T., beans, and cornbread. We both et it all and are stuffded. Chillage ensues.
bumba, my primary skillet is a 10" cast iron one that’s older than I am. Mom sent me off to my first home with it thirty five years ago and it’s still with me. The secondary one is a little used 7" silverstone one that I use when I’m cooking for vegetarians. I have the traditional coil style electric stove, so the iron one won’t do any damage.
metal mouse, you’re right about Lowe’s and Home Depot. HD usually has an Office Depot in the same strip mall too.
Cow-orker got the drapes hung for me and everything is back in place. I made what doggio might call bachelor food and my dad would call shit in a bowl for supper. Since I got the upgrade spiralizer Monday and washed it up, I made sweet N.O.T. noodles sauteed with onion, small bits of bacon, garlic, cracked black pepper and spinach and grated some parm on it when it was done. Next time I may add a little cinnamon and nutmeg, but it will definitely go into the rotation.
Now to finish up the craft for the heathen children. 
