Another nice day. I vacuumed. I managed to fill the hopper with just the pet hair and dust from my room. And I vacuumed a week ago. Why are they not bald?:dubious:
We are nice, Sassy. However. do not loan Flytrap any money for his oceanfront resort plan in Little Rock.
Hope it starts sucking a little less, sari.
Kicking around in the studio is done for the evening. I did manage to go online and make Nelson’s annual birthday donation to the animal shelter. I hope it helps someone else have the joy of pet ownership that I do. Now, it’s surf time.
Crowns don’t matter. Anytime one bakes a good loaf of bread it’s a triumph. Did you do a three or four strand braid?
Consarn it. This is my third try at posting. That frickin’-frackin’ 504 error message kept getting me. Yes, when frustrated, I turn into Yosemite Sam.
Today the balcony and the chairs, etc. out there got a good sweeping and scrubbing. It’s ready for the warmer weather now! I planned to sit out there with a cocktail to celebrate, but the guys upstairs were on their balcony and talking pretty loudly. Oh, well. Maybe tomorrow.
Swampy: whenever you say you’re going to don suitable adult clothing, I always envision you typing away in Sponge Bob footie pj’s. 
FCM, I think the odds are in FCD’s favor, but I’ll keep my fingers crossed for him. When I think of how many people that tech (and how many people the infected patients infected exposed to the virus in those 10 days, it really hits home how fast this sucker grows.
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Dot and Sari**, the friend I have who got COVID also suffers from depression and anxiety. She said all those “silver lining” cheerleaders make her more depressed because she feels inadequate. I suspect most of those cheerleaders writing that “100 Cool Things to Do during Quarantine” stuff or those insipid PSA’s are wearing stained bathrobes and slugging tumblers full of gin. “Will you kids shut up? Mommy’s gotta write this scrupid stipt–strupid scipt. Script. Stupid. Whatever.”
Baker just a 3 strand- it was a 1/3 recipe version, so way too small for a 4 strand and almost too small for a 3, especially as I’ve never tried braiding dough before.
Dot my juggling club (which is in another town 2.5 hours drive away currently, so I don’t actually go there much) is now doing a weekly online meetup, and we did show and tell last week, because we’re all silly people. I showed some of my plants and a homegrown tomato 
If you’re wondering, most of us did juggle for about a minute for a screenshot at one point, but I mimed.
I think today’s task is defilthifying the flat a little and getting this assignment done 'n dusted so I can focus on the last one.
Good morning.
Sari, I hope your mood improves! I can understand why you’re feeling like you are, though. Things just get to be too much, sometimes.
FCM, I wish you, and yours, the very best. Hopefully, no one will come down with the virus.
As for things around the hovel, meh. I’ve been up since 2am, cleaning. I really have no sense of day/night, anymore. FML. LOL
The husband will be rollin’ in, later this morning, at some point. He’ll be heading out early Monday morning. I’m about sick of this crap, though. Being an OTR truck driver’s wife, is hell, sometimes. I think we should be able to spend more time together, than just 1 1/2 days, twice a month. But, that’s how it goes. I suppose I should get over myself, and stop feeling sorry for myself. Bah!
I don’t think there are any plans for the day, other than maybe making a quick run to GFS, so I can replenish my supply of taco seasoning, and granulated garlic. Maybe even a trip to the pharmacy, to pick up my meds.
Speaking of meds…I had my doctor appointment, yesterday, and she was supposed to call in all my scripts, as I had no refills left on anything. Good grief. I suppose I’ll need to call, once they open. Just because I need them renewed, doesn’t mean I need each of them refilled. I just need the pills. Not the insulins, or the CGM sensors. Always something. Good grief.
It’s going to be a nice-ish day, sunshine, with a high of around 58*. Could be worse. It IS Indiana, after all.
I wish everyone a decent day.
**Nona **- I woke at 2 also (stoopit bladder) and I ended up playing games on my tablet till 4 when I finally dropped off again for another 2 anna half hours. It’s gonna be a tahred day, and it doesn’t help that it’s overcast and rainy and ick outside.
But I’ve breakfasted and tended to the critters and now I’m caffeinating. Yesterday, the air fryer I ordered was delivered and today I plan to try it out - **FCD **requested chicken wings. Apart from learning how to use the thing, I need to find it a home - my countertop is pretty full. So far, I’ve got the rotisserie, the toaster oven, the toaster, and the ice maker all living in various spots near plugs. I’ve got one more free plug that will require me to move the basket of onions and the napkin holder. Or I could rearrange my counters. If I put the cookbooks on the bookshelves, that would make space near the rotisserie. hmmmmmmmm
**nellie **- I’ve chilled a bit about the plague. I’m still pissed that it took so long for them to notify us - especially since **FCD **is over 60 and he’s blood type A, which seems (for some reason) to have a higher mortality rate. But it has been 10 days and no one in the household is showing any symptoms - especially SIL who has asthma. I think we’re probably OK. And we all have masks - well, except for Roxy, and we don’t take her into stores. So, yeah…
Plans for this rainy day, apart from learning to use my new appliance? Maybe I’ll push the vacuum around and tidy my desk. Or I’ll just read all day.*** Indecision is the key to flexibility!
Happy Saturday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 65 Amurrkin out and rainyish, with a predicted high of 83 and mostly cloudy for the day. It was not supposed to rain until tomorrow, so I had envisioned yahd irk this mornin’ but now now. Oh well. Sump’n to look forward to in the new week, I reckon. Last night we ordered Mexican (OLÈ!). I wanted tamales, rice, and beans. OYKW got two beef enchiladas, rice and beans. We also ordered queso dip and margaritas. 'Twas a feast! We were both so stuffded! I’m still kinda full as I post. Thus, today shall be a forage should the need to feed strike kinda day.
**{{{MOOOOOOM and FC family}}} here’s hopin’ none of y’all are infected. Good to know that masks were worn, at least.
Sari I here ya! I’m tired of all the emails, texts, etc as well. Glad places are doin’ things to protect employees, the general public and all that, but a lot if it I really do not need to know.
Nellie when I posted yestiddy, I was wearin’ tshirt, jammy pants, socks, and slippers. Today I am in tshirt, shorts, socks, and slippers. I am definitely not a fashion plate when I am at da cave. Thus, ‘tis quite the effort to actually put on bein’ about the general public attire. I do, however, shave, shower, brush my teeth and all that jazz on a daily basis. I’m slovenly, not stinky.
Nuts yay on successful break bakin’!
Sassy I am definitely grouchy, grumpy, and curmudgeonly, so that definite of mumper suits we well.
BooFae happy hooverin’!
Ace I here ya about the meds. My doc sent up new ‘scripts this week and I got emails and texts from the pharmacy tellin’ me it is too soon to refill my 'scripts. Well, duh, they got refilled two weeks ago and this past Moanday, so I know that. However, the system thinks I have requested refills every time the doc sends up refill 'scripts.
Everyone else, yays, boos, hugs (virtual, of course) nougies, trouts, chitlins, and how you doin’s all around as needed.
Now I need more caffeine. I’d say feed rumbly tummy, but tummy is not rumbly. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Sattidy Y’all!
good morning all. After the four to six inch snowfall Thursday, we hit 50f and it was all melted off by mid afternoon yesterday. We are looking good for a clear and sunny 67f today and about the same tomorrow We are going out to forage for supplies and I will see what the meat counter has to offer. My Weber kettle will get a workout this weekend.
Morning all. Lots of posts in the last 24 hours, I joined Amazon Prime (30 days free trial) and got caught up watching it, so didn’t check in as much as I should. Temperature down to about 60F for the high and rain is due tomorrow. Oh joy. Was planning to order from Red Robin Sunday, but given the weather report, think I’ll go with this evening.
Sari, sounds like life is coming at you in several directions and Murphy is standing grinning at the windows. Deep breath and take things one at a time, you’ll get there (I know, more useless advice you already know, but still…). Take care.
FCM, hope the family exposure isn’t too serious. Be careful.
Nellie, much like ** swampy**, my usual wear at home these days is pajama bottoms and a sweatshirt with slippers. But I have the bits and pieces to make myself ready for public display easily at hand.
Nut, congrats on the successful baking.
Butters, I don’t know how many years you’ve been married, but I doubt you’re going to change him now…
doggio, where all the dog hair comes from is one of those mysteries alongside the disappearing socks in the dryer.
gotti, I’ve got an extra keyboard you can have, just in case…
Dot, I try to help the kid, but I don’t know what impresses 3rd graders anymore. As for me, probably something I’ve picked up on my travels (swords, carpets, Great Wall of China…)
Sunny, if it is MS (and I’m hoping it’s not), yeah, medical treatments have come a long way…but I really hope it’s a false alarm.
Whew! Need to make sure I check in my usual 3-4 times a day. It’s exhausting keeping up with everyone.
And if I missed you, hugs, tears, laughter and smiles for all y’all. Be careful.
How much was the excess baggage charge on that one? :dubious:
Rain stopped; am now debating going out for a walk, but apparently the current situation means that dog walkers picking up after their dogs is now optional, or that’s what people seem to think. It’s pretty nasty, especially anywhere otherwise pleasant to walk.
Made a quick run to Food Lion to retrieve my missing strawberries, and I got a few more things while I was there. Thought about going to Aldi, but I didn’t. Now it’s time to make a cuke-onion salad, then hull and slice the strawberries. All I need is a frilly apron…
'Kay.
Ace, I have the same issue with my pharmacy when doc e-scribes my meds. It sounds like you’re getting the same snow that my dad in northern Indiana is. It should melt soon.
Mooooooooom, you obviously have a much larger kitchen than I do. 
Sis tried to talk me into an air fryer, but I told her no thank you, as there just isn’t enough space in my kitchen.
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted, puppy crate cleaned and a load of towels in the wash. After KP and showering, I’ll play in the studio for the day. Nelson and I may take a walk along the greenway this afternoon.
**Red **- the kitchen is about 10X12, not counting the pantry and breakfast bar. There is a lot of counter space and I pretty much use it all. I’m just sorry I let **FCD **talk me into granite - it’s so busy, you can’t see if it’s dirty unless you check the reflected light. I much preferred the formica.
Still cold and dreary. I’m having a bowl of soup, hoping to warm up. I’m not impressed with this spring at all!
I suppose I knew it was only a matter of time before someone I knew would get It.
Now someone I know has It.
(you know what I mean)
He’s in intensive care, they say.
This hurts.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Had to drag Princess Pretty Paws off the porch this morning, due to rain. But it’s cleared out, if a bit chilly. Alex Catt hornked on the couch during the night.:dubious:
{{{{Midget}}}} That sucks.
Happy Saturday!
A not so cold but definitely wet day here.
Exciting morning here.
Lily came for a playdate. She came late and Echo was all atwitter waiting for her.
Finally Lily shows up, they have their romps and wrestles and then it is time for Lily to go.
Lily never wants to leave and her mom was having a hard time getting her to go. I opened the door to let my two in so Lily and mom can get to the gate without an escort.
Lily ran in my house, Lily loves my house and loves to explore it.
I didn’t know Adam was upstairs.
Lily found Adam, had him backed into a corner of the my ‘office’, which is really the junk room and everything is pulled out and is a total mess as I have been going through stuff. I get upstairs and Lily is a big dog and strong. I finally pull her away from Adam, who is spitting, hissing, growling, and swiping, only to have her slip her collar and go right back at Adam.
Lily’s mom finally made it upstairs and between the two of us we were able to grab her, get the collar back on, tighten it, and drag her out of there.
I’m still feeling a bit unsettled and feel really stupid for letting her in, but I really thought Adam was outside. I hadn’t seen him all morning, usually if he is in in the mornings he is bugging me for breakfast.
Lily got a bloody nose. I’m sure she will be okay, both of my dogs have gotten a few good swipes from Adam and they were fine.
I am upset that somebody saw my upstairs, as it is a horrible mess. I have a box of stuff to throw away in the hallway, a box of craft materials, a box of clothes to be donated, a box of yard stuff that needs to go outside. My son has a painting from a friend that was resting against the dresser, it go knocked over and Lily stepped on it and tore it. I don’t know if my son will care though. Maybe it can be taped from the back, or maybe he will say just throw it away.
Adam may never speak to me again, he was pretty pissed.
Then again he ignores me most of the time anyway unless he wants food. He favors my son, won’t leave him alone, but if I call him over he walks away.
He also likes to sleep on my son’s laptop, which pisses my son off to no end.
My son is a germ phobe and the thought of the cat’s ass on his keyboard sends him running for the rubbing alcohol to sterilize it. The keyboard, not the cat’s ass. Although if there was a way to sterilize the cat’s ass my son would probably do that too.
Thank y’all for letting me vent a little. It actually made me feel better.
My frustration level has gone down quite a bit.
I wouldn’t know what to bring to a show and tell. Are dogs allowed?
I’m sorry about your friend Midget,
I don’t know anybody yet who has it. Unless Nettie had it, or FCD gets it.
My son still hasn’t dug the masks out of the closet. He will have to do it unless I drag the stepladder upstairs to find them. I know they are on the top shelf of the closet and I can’t reach them. He can pull out the gloves too, although last we used any of them they weren’t in good shape. I think rubber gloves disintegrate after a while.
I’ll get him to check the attic while he’s at it and see if we still have a friend living up there.
I’ve taken to wearing long underwear around the house, but only because it is still cold. When it’s warm, I wear a house dress like the kind my grandmother used to wear. I look like a frumpy old housewife but they are comfortable.
I have some laundry to do today, and then I am totally caught up except for my comforter. It is too big for my washer. Usually I take it with me when I go to the armpit and wash it there, but I may have to go to the laundrymat with it. Then again, it’s old and not looking so good, so I may just toss it (or cut it up and make doggie beds) and buy a new one. I have a thin quilt that needs to be washed too, only because I folded it up and before I could put it away Adam decided it is the perfect place for him to sleep. It is also too big for my washer. Once I wash it, I’ll put it away and put a towel where Adam likes to sleep.
I don’t know how y’all are keeping doctor appointments. All of mine have been cancelled until the lock down is over.
I’m not complaining, I don’t want to go anyway.
Swampy and Red, I called the pharmacy, and got things straightened out. For the most part, anyway. One of my meds won’t be in until Monday. I’m totally out, too. It’s my BP med. Good grief.
Red, I’m not getting any snow. Thank ALL that is Holy!
My hubby made it to the hovel around 9:30, this morning. He took a nap around 10:30. He’s still sleeping, so, I’ll let him rest, and I got started on crap I need to do around here. I’ve got one HUGE load of his laundry washed, and in the dryer. His bedclothes are in the washer, now. I’m going to try to get them all folded, so he can load them up in his bag, later. Just to get them out of the way, so I don’t have to hover over it all night, or piss with it, tomorrow. I detest laundry. But, I try to look on the bright side…At least I don’t have to haul 'em down to the creek, and beat ‘em on a feckin’ rock.
In the meantime, I’m getting things together for dinner. It’s gonna be a doozy. It-is-everything-that-is-bad.
(FCM, I have the apron, but, it’s not frilly. It says, ‘Grab your Balls, it’s canning season!’)
I made some yeast rolls, and they’re now on their final rise. I am going to make chicken-fried pork tenderloin cutlets, which I just got pounded out, and seasoned. I’ll be making some mashed potatoes, and gravy, along with some peas.
I made the trifle, yesterday. It’s a strawberry trifle, made with angel food cake. That’ll be dessert.
I’ve got enough insulin to shoot up, so, I’ll be able to enjoy it. So, there’s that.
A rough day after a rough night. My sister 's husband is dying. He has dementia and has been in a facility (but mobile) since last summer. A week ago, he developed a mild fever, and by yesterday was in a coma. He’s in the hospital now and not expected to live much longer. My sister is doing OK, but it’s hard to know she has to go through this by herself and can’t have services. Lots of people in that boat.
In the middle of the night, some young yay-hoos apparently decided to get wild. They had some device that sounded like a very loud police siren and played it intermittently for two hours. I heard running and laughing here in the complex, but the bulk of the activity seemed to be across the street. Then my upstairs neighbors started blasting music early this a.m., so not a lot of sleep. The lupus is mad and grumbling around my joints.
But this, too, shall pass, so enough of this gloom.
swampy, those sound like adult clothes to me. I think most people do like you and MetalMouse and wear comfy pj’s during the day unless they’re going out. In fact, why aren’t pj’s standard attire now?
ace, I need to find an apron like that for my sister. She’s BIG into canning. That dinner sounds scrumptious. I love every single item, and trifle has long been my favorite dessert. Yum.
Moooom, glad you’re feeling better about things. And I’m keeping my fingers virtuously crossed for another three days. That’s when the quarantine is up, right?
{Midget}. Hope your friend pulls through. Wishing you peace and comfort.