Evening all. Ended up making myself presentable and took several items to the Thrift store for donation and then moved on to Wal-Mart where I acquired a new vacuum, new trimmer/edger, new gas can and new 20" griddle. And since I had done so much for the economy today, I also acquired a 28 oz. jug of Cheese Balls (which is a buggerin’ lot of cheese balls). Have assembled the vacuum, unpacked the griddle, and ate a bowl of cheese balls. The Trimmer/Edger will be another day.
nellie, I occasionally hear what I think are shots, but are probably not…but ya’ never know. Be safe.
Have a good evening everyone.
Moooom, the real sad part is, in all likelihood, all three of those dryers were built in the same factory.
Discourse-Classic seems to work for me, for now. I like that I could crank up the type size, my eyes are not getting any younger.
Everywhere I’ve lived, they’ve been gunshots. But it does keep the rent affordable.
Thank you all for the good wishes, healing vibes and thoughts and prayers. Sunny it is not a valve replacement but putting a new on top of the old one. Apparently no worse than a regular angioplasty or stent.
Hot flashes have decided to rear their ugly heads. I thought they were done but apparently not. Unless you’re had one you just can’t understand being on fire from the inside out in a flash.
Supper is leftover beef stew that was yummy even without salt but I added some to mine at the table. Folks, I am here to tell you, like VOW, low sodium diet is very, very hard to achieve. I found a mayo made with olive oil that is lower sodium and it’s even Hellman’s. I found no salt added Heinz ketchup and a very low sodium spaghetti sauce. I had to get all that delivered from Walmart delivery as our small Winn Dixie is not set up for anything extra but wine. And I got some natural peanut butter that is lower sodium. I aslo bought some Nu-salt but hubs turned his nose up to that.
Dot Like everyone else I feel badly for the kid. What a petty POS her mother is.
With regard to the next specialist appointment… they were supposed to call before the end of last week, which they didn’t. I didn’t really expect them to. I called Monday morning and they said she didn’t have anything available anytime soon, but the visit was listed as “urgent,” so they would see if she could fit me in. They said they might call back that day (yesterday) but it would more likely be the next morning (today). They did not call today. I’ll try them again tomorrow. So it’s still “could be this week, could be six months from now.”
The kid will be okay. Her uncle is generally good people and loves her. And if jealousy gets her mom to be more engaged, then great. I like to think she gets something out of the things we do, but she has a village. It’s me this is intended to hurt and… I mean, it’s effective. Stupid as that is… she’s not even my kid or of any relation to me at all. But she’s the only thing that makes me feel like I’m still worth something. The only person on the planet who treats me like I’ve got something to offer even as I am now.
The place that was supposed to do the power chair lending says they don’t do power chairs anymore. They said they do manual wheelchairs, but they don’t have any. I have the one that’s too big, so I’m going to see if I can get someone to help me take it there so it can help someone else. Maybe that one won’t be too hard a sell. I don’t even have to go along. But… oh hey. Another roadblock.
I did find a ride to PT. She asked if I was having more trouble with my upper body and I burst into tears like a giant baby because honestly I haven’t been able to go an hour without crying except while asleep… including right now, actually, although it’s quieted to a teary sniffle at the moment.
Even dinner followed the roadblock theme. Too exhausted and painful from PT to make/eat food, I thought I’d treat myself to DoorDash… maybe a shitty veggie burger from shitty Burger King. I don’t have a lot of options available out here. But as soon as I saw that, it was all I wanted and it’s something that I could just take back to my bedroom and (carefully) eat there. Disgusting as that is. So of course it glitched and it wouldn’t go through and I couldn’t get anything. The tiniest of tiny things, but… just another thing. So no dinner here.
So. Another call to the neurologist is on the agenda tomorrow. Got ingredients for another meal-to-freeze but can’t even imagine having the energy or motivation to put it together. The person who has been using my car is bringing it back tomorrow, so… good news for her because it means she’s got hers back.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 71 Amurrkin out and rainy(ish) with a predicted high of 90 and rain for the day. Let it rain, I say. We got no where we need to go or be. No big plans for the day even so general sloth it shall be. Sup will be boxed lasagna (don’t judge!), sallit, and cheesey garlic bread.
{{{Dots}}} Hope today is a better day and you can get set up with the neurologist.
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Morning, mumpers! The weather lady said today would be scorchio, so I am staying in with the windows open. I’m working my way through the different board interfaces here to see which one I like. Today I’m trying out “Graceful” 
Irk continues to be irksome. This week so far has been scrutiny and extenuating circumstances. I am writing off the entire week as a hoooooge extenuating circumstance! Today I was having a skype meeting with my music administrator to talk through some reports we have to run for the Board of Examiners tomorrow, interrupted by a message from the boss telling me that my Art History administrator has messed up a load of marks entry for the postgraduate Board this afternoon. I’m peeved about that because they’ve left it very late to do their scrutiny and nobody’s raised this before now. That means I’ll have to have words with him…
In other news…I got nuthin’
And it’s tit-squishin’ day!! 
I’ve got a little time before I have to leave and I’m taking my tablet so I can entertain myself in the parking lot while I wait.
I’m also royally ticked off to the max. BIL (FCD’s middle bro) decided to surprise his parents with a visit… from Texas… yeah. For perspective: FIL has Parkinson’s and I suspect the beginnings of dementia. MIL just had shoulder replacement surgery last week and she’s legally blind. Asshole BIL called them from the Orlando airport (30-ish miles away) with “Surprise! Come pick me up!!” and FIL did! At least he took their youngest son along.
Had I mentioned that BIL is also almost blind and in renal failure from diabetes that he refused to deal with for years? And he had no problem expecting his 90-y/o parents to cater to him? And he worships at the altar of Fox News, so I’m willing to bet he didn’t wear a mask? I am so terrified for my inlaws now!
deep cleansing breaths
No, I don’t like this BIL. Never have.
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent. Happy Wednesday! 
And I’m back. My appointment was at 7:40 and they said to get there 15 minutes early, so I did. Then told me to come right in, and right about 7:40, I was leaving, all done. 
So, now what? Actually, I should have gone to WalMart for the few things I need. I may go in a bit anyway.
Yesterday was a commuting day. I got a phone call about 20 minutes after leaving the office. My boss, who retired at the end of last month, called to ask if our president received her email. He wasn’t in the office today, and I never received any communications from him. Retired Boss was in the hospital with AFib. She sounded tired. She was waiting on the results of a COVID test before going down to be checked for blood clots and possibly defibrillation. 
She said she’s call me in the morning; which it is now (but only 06:30).
Morning all. Today is finally pandemic haircut/ color day. Boy has she got her work cut out for her.
AFib is the story of my life until it turned into valves.
I have a list for the grocery store. As much as I hate to we need some things so I must. I am skeered of the store.
When I opened the new/improved Dope yesterday, it was an immediate hate/hate relationship. But at the suggestion of someone, I changed the theme to “original Discourse” and like it much better. One thing I discovered, quite by accident, is that if you start a reply and for whatever reason end up closing the browser before posting, when you come back to the website, you will find your unfinished post waiting for you. Pretty cool.
As for this week, it’s going fairly well. Monday and Tuesday got brutally hot, but today is fresher. Gonna take the Ms out to an empty parking lot and have her drive the car around a bit. She knows how to drive, but it’s never been something she enjoys; she’s basically abdicated that job to me and hasn’t been behind the wheel for about ten years. But we figure that she needs to at least be familiar with this vehicle in case I suddenly swoon and need to be transported to the swoonery.
Spent the past couple of days clearing out 20 years of genealogy research. I’m pretty much done with all that and the tree lives online. All that paper just takes up space and my kids have zero interest in being caretakers of it after I’m gone. I kept vital stat things like birth/death certificates, but the vast bulk of it went into the recycle bin. It’s been a fun – if at times frustrating – hobby. Also a very interesting one. It enabled me to connect with relatives that I would not otherwise have met.
Don’t know if I have enough hugs, but {{{dots}}} {{{FCM}}} {{{Butters}}}. And yes, you get a hug too, boofae, just figured those three need it more right now.
Not even getting to 80F today, which is good, but rain is expected this morning and evening, which is not great, so nothing much planned. So newspaper will be read, Sudokus and Jumbles solved, and general slothage performed. Probably will give the new vacuum it’s maiden run.
All y’all take care now.
And back from WalMart - Got some stuff I needed plus a few extras, as usual. I stopped at an Amish stand hoping to get some 'maters, but he didn’t have any prices shown and I didn’t feel like waiting around for someone to talk to me. Plus his 'maters didn’t look all that good.
Sweet corn is starting to show up at various stands - I’ll check at my favorite one - they’ve always had good corn in the past.
Meanwhile, I’ve started what will be a pot of veggie-beef soup for supper using leftover steak. It was a bit tough, so I’m simmering the cut up pieces in beef stock with diced 'maters and a splash of burgundy - that should tenderize it. Later I’ll add the veggies and some N.O.T.s. I may even bake a loaf of bread to go with it. Or not - we shall see.
But now, time for chillage.
They must have had a good Lottery.
I suspect I’m missing something here.
The Lottery, by Shirley Jackson. Old Man Warner says, ‘Lottery in June, corn be heavy soon.’
Or if you want to see the film…- YouTube Note: both story and film will disturb you–it disturbed me enough when I saw it in High School that I still remember it 50 years later…and it’s still disturbing…
OK, rain has come and gone and is coming again. Need to forage and see if dishwasher has completed it’s cycle yet. 2 out of 3 Sudokus done. Such an exciting life I lead…
Morning(ish), friends.
I did hear back from the neurologist’s office this morning. Appointment early Friday.
I feel like trash that fell out of the garbage trusk and has been smashed by many cars until it’s smelly, sun-baked, flat, and unrecognizable.
FCD asked me to change the sheets, and since I just got a new mattress pad, I decided to put that on. Much as I love our King bed, I hate that it’s almost but not quite square so it’s not always obvious how a sheet (or mattress pad) needs to go on. Yeah, I had to do it multiple times, plus the elastic gizzies that I have to keep the sheets in place came loose and retracted between the mattress and the foundation. They were fun to retrieve. 
But he’s having a nap now, and the house is smelling yummy from the simmering beef and seasonings. Eventually, I’ll add the veggies. Supper should be yum!