In the Navy we called people like that ROAD – Retired On Active Duty.
The snow here is supposed to arrive Tuesday afternoon, then turn to freezing rain overnight. Ecth.
Evening all. Steak for lunch and braunsweiger sammiches for dinner…that part of the day went as planned (the Packers lost and the Bills are losing, so those parts ain’t cooperating…). Done the weekly agenda for next week, but can’t find my dine-out list, so may have to redo it.
Herald, I’m not revoltingly rich, but I am fairly comfortable and except for the soccer coaching I could probably qualify as a layabout (but NOT a gadfly!).
nellie, I’ve got a big box of pictures from both sides of the family, perhaps going back to the 1930’s or earlier. I probably should spend months cataloging and researching them, but really don’t have any ambition to do so. Maybe in another decade or so…
{{Butters}}, We remain. We abide. And we’ll always listen when you need to vent.
swampy, that’s the price of competence; more things to do.
OK, need to finish the tackleball watching. All y’all take care and I’ll catch you on the next MMP.
Packers lost. 
But I’m still #TeamStateFarm for the Superbowl.
This intrigues me. I have a photo album for each of my two kids. When I first put them together, I went chronologically. Finding more photos is like being done with dishes when someone brings in two plates and a glass. I’d like to reorganize thematically, but it’d mean taking out all the photos in each book and starting over, wouldn’t it?
I got an unexpected phone call today. A few weeks ago, before I lost Someone Very Dear to Me, I sent a letter to the parents of a former student who died some years back. He wasn’t the only student I lost, but he was pretty extraordinary, and I wanted his parents to know he was remembered and why. His mom called to thank me, and we spent almost an hour talking about him. He’s part of her daily inner life, yet she never gets to talk about him. I guess we tend to avoid talking about people who’ve died because we feel awkward or are afraid we’ll cause pain, but it seems to me NOT talking about them is much more hurtful.
I still feel like grief from losing Someone Very Dear is eating me alive, but I really am trying hard to reach above that. So many people hurt even worse. It feels selfish and wrong to focus on my own loss. It’s really not all about me, even when it feels like it is. Hard lessons.
Oh, you poor sweet thing. Sucks, doesn’t it? I wish I had advice, or anything more comforting than “me, too” but … yeah, me too.
You are not alone, even if it feels that way.
But we learn a lot so please continue with the nursing advice. (As opposed to lactation advice 
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Happy to. BTW, I’m experientially and professionally qualified to do both. In my bones, it’s what I do, it’s who I am.
Sheltering here in the blustery upper Midwest US of A, staying out of the winter snowstorm advisory. Came over to my granddaughter’s yesterday for a several day duration to provide childcare while her preschool is closed for Covid quarantine so her mom (my daughter and dear SIL) can work from home. Turned out a winter storm closed down the university too, which is where her preschool is. If it’s closed twice over, does that open it back up? I love being hunkered down with her and this way I get to sleep across the hall from her and get wake up snuggles in the mornings too. There’s a fireplace and the coffee is pretty good, so I’m quite happy, although thoroughly tuckered by the end of the day. moooom can relate to wrangling a 3 year old weariness.
Stay tuned. I will no doubt make a fool of myself about something and be told “graaanndmaaa…, you’re silly”. I thought that was the point. Silly is what I strive for. Besides, swampy has a head start on silly to I have to hustle to catch up.
We had either tuna noodle casserole or tuna rice casserole on Fridays.
I am better today emotionally. I am slowly catching up at irk thanks to staff. I just came in from walking the Budster wearing a shirt, flip flops and my hubby’s bathrobe. I encountered a man that I didn’t see clearly but apologized for my geezer attire. He apologized for scaring me but he really didn’t scare me but I have become that crazy lady walking in a shirt, flops bathrobe, beer in one hand and leash and lantern in the other. Gotta figure out how to pick up poop without spilling my beer ( relax it’s only my second).
Thanks to all the Mumpers who chimed in when I was wallowing in self pity last night. I actually did my first ever face time with Janice & Co. Such a sweet lady that took the time to listen to me and virtually talked me out of a funk. And Purp please pm me and that goes for everyone to be my FB friends. I will try not to post creepy stuff ot use profanity, but, I’m good at it. The profanity that is.
Tis so hot here I have the a/c on. I know some cold is coming cause my weather knees tell me so. Also, I shall carry my pepper spray on dark walks hence forth. I did have my phone with me.
I think I have read all today but will make sure to try t.o be a better Mumper.
I have eggs to peel as my supper tonight shall consist of deviled eggs. Thank goodness for pills to mitigate all that cholesterol. I ordered myself a cheap smart watch that I can monitor my HR and BP. Today, I had a dizzy spell and sent out for some real food if a Wendy’s chicken sammie and French fries is real food.
Ok, y’all be safe. Off to devil some eggs.
I tried to PM you my FB name but your profile is hidden so I couldn’t. So you pm me your Facebook name and I’ll try from that direction. Cheers!
And apparently I am in the wrong week. Not at all surprised. Wong week too.
I am better today emotionally. I am slowly catching up at irk thanks to staff. I just came in from walking the Budster wearing a shirt, flip flops and my hubby’s bathrobe. I encountered a man that I didn’t see clearly but apologized for my geezer attire. He apologized for scaring me but he really didn’t scare me but I have become that crazy lady walking in a shirt, flops bathrobe, beer in one hand and leash and lantern in the other. Gotta figure out how to pick up poop without spilling my beer ( relax it’s only my second).
Thanks to all the Mumpers who chimed in when I was wallowing in self pity last night. I actually did my first ever face time with Janice & Co. Such a sweet lady that took the time to listen to me and virtually talked me out of a funk. And Purp please pm me and that goes for everyone to be my FB friends. I will try not to post creepy stuff ot use profanity, but, I’m good at it. The profanity that is.
Tis so hot here I have the a/c on. I know some cold is coming cause my weather knees tell me so. Also, I shall carry my pepper spray on dark walks hence forth. I did have my phone with me.
I think I have read all today but will make sure to try t.o be a better Mumper.
I have eggs to peel as my supper tonight shall consist of deviled eggs. Thank goodness for pills to mitigate all that cholesterol. I ordered myself a cheap smart watch that I can monitor my HR and BP. Today, I had a dizzy spell and sent out for some real food if a Wendy’s chicken sammie and French fries is real food.
Ok, y’all be safe. Off to devil some eggs.
Am I in the right Mmp?
Not really. Most of us are over here now. 