Survival is good. And five days in hospital sounds much better then the ten days I spent there last year…
I tried to nap, but somebody woke me up, them promptly went back to his nap. Payback’s a bitch, fuzzbutt.
Looks like Ripple is more into knocking over his sister than playing with the other dogs. 
Shoe,
It’s the MMP. We live for the TMI and sordid details of mattress acrobatics. 
I’m so proud of Nelson! He’s pretty much used his indoor voice most of the evening. 
Of course, more treats than usual kind of moved things along. 
I hope that all of the Mumper vets enjoyed their day today.
“Repeatedly” still counts even if there’s, um, slightly more time between repeats. And one’s definition of “gusto” may evolve a bit as years go by.
But yeah. 
And ‘*breathless’ takes on new meaning.
Along with “tragically hip”
I went for a long walk, then walked to the store for the ingredients for meatloaf, which I was craving. 'Twas delicious.
shoe, SO glad you had fun and that all the critters fared well in your absences. Sound like just the wonderful break you needed and deserved. I don’t need to know the details. Though COVID has kept me celibate, I have lots of great FWB memories, and one of 'em calls to remind me now and then. But don’t listen to me: I’m a spoilsport, and your adoring fans deserve to know.
Red, have I said how much I love Nelson’s name? And he’s definitely a smart boy to learn so fast.
I have an MRI on Friday. This’ll be my fifth altogether. The first three werefine. The last one, holy moly, took all I had to avoid screaming due to the LOUD. I don’t know why it was worse. This time doc Rx’d one Valium. I’m hoping that’s enough to keep me from freaking out. I started a thread about it and am welcoming advice. I did deep breathing, distractions, etc. last time but am hoping to do better than merely not screaming through willpower.
hippie, I just found out Joe Biden had not one but two aneurysms, each fixed via surgery. The second one was 32 years ago.
You know what this means, don’t you? It means you’re White House bound! Please don’t forget us little people once you hit the big time.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to sort.
This sleeping past 4 is maybe becoming a habit… I hope…
Rain continues - our county has a flood watch (warning? I don’t remember which) but our neighborhood and our house in particular sit well above flood level. It looks to be another indoor day with Roxy, unless I get motivated enough to drag her to see the fish at the marine museum. We shall see.
I ordered a brochure from Amtrak for vacation planning. We’re thinking about things to do once life is more or less normal, travel being high on the list. We’ve got to replace our passports, too. You’re not allowed on a cruise if your passport expires within 6 months (seems a tad extreme, but whatever) and ours expire in August. Theoretically, our next cruise is in June. But we can get replacements by mail. I just need to figure out the picture part of the process.
But that’s for another day. Today’s about wrangling. Happy Thursday (for reals this time! 
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Morning, mumpers! Bright and sunny over my side of the pond, lots of leaves around, aside from the park round the corner, my local area has quite a lot of trees. I found out recently that all of the oak trees in the street opposite us were planted in memory of fallen Old Boys from a local school. There are 19 oaks down that street, and 11 on the one parallel to us. Sadly the school is no longer there, but the trees are untouched, and people still remember them being planted 100 years ago.
moooom same thing for us now, we have to renew passports as ours expire in April. Any trips we plan for next year will need new ones, especially as we will be out of the free movement in the EU stage in January boo hiss Also means my new passport will be blue and not the lovely burgundy shade we have now boo hiss. Since the passport office allegedly has a huge backlog of applications already, we might as well do it now rather than later.
nellie glad to hear the eye is better and you’re able to read stuff again. So annoying when your peepers won’t peep properly.
shoe good to hear that the critters survived your trip, and you had a good time too. I’m sure it was much-needed and well-deserved.
metalmouse yay for getting fixed easily!
I have to venture out to the plague pit (local shopping precinct) shortly, I have two condolences cards to to send to friends who both lost their fathers yesterday. Properly sad day in our little Messenger group, lots of virtual hugging going on.
And in the aforementioned bright sunshine out there, I can hear someone setting off fireworks. WTF?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 72 Amurrkin out and rainy with a predicted high of 83 and rain for the day. Good day to be inside and dry. No biggie plans for the day which is fine by me. Sup shall be leftover poke tenderloin from yestiddy, shredded and sauced, and made into bbq sammiches with fries and coleslaw. I awoke to a rather odiferous kitchen trash can. 
Took the trash out, sprayed the heck outta the trash can and it’s sittin’ out on the covered deck for some airin’ out. I think I shall wash it out with disinfectant. Look! A chore!
Wordy glad your mom came through the surgery. Here’s to a fast recovery.
shoe glad you had a good time and that the critters were glad for your return. We don’t have the stamina we used to have. About a dozen hands of gin rummy wears us out!
metalmouse glad you had an easy fix.
nellie glad the eyes are somewhat better.
butters the list idea sounds like a good one.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
I’m up! I’m up!
Jeez. Stoopit alarm.
One of two work days today. Ooooh. Tremble at the purchasing power I’ll wield with that paycheck!
Cats are frolicking outside for a minute, in the meantime. I’m trying to decide what’s for breakfast, but really, I don’t want food.
Retrieving the RoxStar was an adventure. McIntosh Run, which goes past the winery in Leonardtown, flooded overnight and the sheriff had that section of Rt 5 blocked. So within a mile of so of Daughter’s school, I had to turn around and drive back to Loveville Rd, then down 235 to Hollywood Rd to fetch the kidlet. That was an 18 mile detour, made worse because I drive right past Hollywood Rd a couple of miles and had to double back. eeeeeesh.
Heck of a way to start the day. But at least I don’t have standing water in my yard like so many places I passed. Clement’s Creek overflowed its banks again. Yep, we got a lot of rain overnight. Never had a year like this in the 16 years we’ve lived here. Here’s hoping any snow falls don’t follow the rainfall amounts - we could be buried!!
Theoretically, the rain should be out of here by noon. We shall see.
Well, FIL refuses to give up on driving here for Thanksgiving, so we’re going there. We’ll probably leave next weekend then come home the day after Thanksgiving. NOT looking forward to going to plague-filled FL. But we can’t risk them driving themselves.
FCM, noble thing you and FCD are doing (going to Florida), but they’ll have to get out of their refusal to accept things one of these days. And hope things start drying out, but looking at the NWS map, it looks wet for most of today.
Boo fae, nice story about the trees. And need to look at my passport, I think I still have 4-5 years on it, but never hurts to double-check.
Nellie, hope the MRI is quieter this time (both it and you…)
shoe, I sleep 8 hours straight (except when bladder insists), and nothing weird with that…of course, I am not young-ish in any sense of the word…
Thanks for the good thoughts on the shoulder, but it’s still aching today so I’ll give it the weekend to see if it improves or not. Stupid body.
Anyway, was woken up by my phone ringing at 8am, just the local place setting up my car appointment for their “winter service”. About $150, but less than half what the dealer wanted for a similar package, so I’ll give the locals my business. Appointment is at 9am Firday, so guess I’ll have to be awake then. Since I was up, went to the P.O. and mailed a couple things that needed postage, then on home. Getting to 67F today they say, but cloudy and chill right now, so indoors I will be staying. Plus I have a couple loads of laundry on the schedule.
All y’all take care.
I’m in the orifice today. The drive was trouble-free. My fingers are crossed the trip home will be so. I have a couple of weeks of ‘use-or-lose’ vacation to use before the end of the year, so I’m taking the next two Fridays off.
Mrs. L.A. asked if I’m taking her out to dinner for her birthday, which is the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I said yes. She really wants to go to this tiny (and expensive) Italian restaurant in Birch Bay. We’ve been once, and I liked my calamari steak. Unfortunately, they’re basically closed because of COVID. I think you can book the place for parties of 12 or more people, but they’re not just open. We may have to go to the Black Forest Steak House in Blaine.
Overlymom is doing much better. She managed to talk through her tracheostomy yesterday, which was awesome - she was already complaining that she was crazy bored and spent a lot of time working on a word puzzle, watching TV with me and chatting (as much as she could).
Apparently she’d had a fever Tuesday night but it came down and she was feeling good, or as good as one can feel given what she’s gone through. What’s interesting is that, despite the fact that she basically had to have the back of her throat replaced and her neck opened and closed again, the bigger functional issue is her arm where the skin graft came from. I guess it makes sense but arms are definitely something you take for granted until you don’t have the use of one of them.
Anyway, I’ll visit her again this afternoon. For now, I’m eating a birthday sausage biscuit and drinking coffee.
The usual FUBAR sort. A bunch of missorts got dumped on us, and the runners they sent to take them were the newbies who had just started Tueday, and didn’t know where anything was. 
And it is raining here, there is a flood warning, and “Princess Pretty Paws” just glared at me and went into the sunroom when I asked if he wanted to go out.
FCM, be careful, Florida is cranking its Florida Man-ness to 11.
Wordy, glad Mom is doing better, even if she is stir crazy.
I thought you were in Georgia. In this part of the South, if Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) didn’t have a full set of corn on the cob trays, we would be considered to be living in sin.