I have to say that this short clip of a Portland Timbers’ goal made my day.
Wow! Pretty spectacular goal there.
Glad y’all made it safely **Mooomm **
. Shoe your comment about laundry laying around the living room tickled me as I have some that’s in there now. I finally folded them but still haven’t put them away. No excuse except pure laziness.
I did organize my food cabinets so I know what I have now and got rid of old out of date stuff. Another chore to tick off the long list.
I have decided I will go over and sit with the neighbor for just a short time to hand out candy lest they worry about me. I think an hour is enough. Bah Hobglobins. I just can’t be bothered.
And now it’s nap time.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the hugs and words of sympathy.
I know there’s no cosmic rule that says we get only one tragedy at a time. I have a friend whose mother is dying and husband won’t be far behind. They say a death brings back all the other deaths you’ve grieved, so maybe that’s part of it, especially since I lost so many students and former students over the years. And part of it is that she IS my daughter’s age, so it hits close to home. But it’s also remembering her as a newborn and how much she looked like her dad and the photo her mom sent a couple months ago of our girls in their Easter finery and a lot of other memories. And empathy for her mom.
Sorry for going on and on about this. I’ve talked with three close family members since I got the news and haven’t told any of them about it. They didn’t know these friends, and I can’t talk without crying, and I just don’t feel like explaining. I will talk about it with my daughter when she calls today.
I’ll catch up on posts a little later, when I can concentrate better. I love you all.
Apology rejected.
You’re hurting, and we’re here for ya. Simple. End of story.
Ziva has ventured out - she was hiding inside the recliner/sofa in the living room. She wouldn’t let me pet her, but she’s here and alive, so that’s all I wanted to know. Taz is still needy and driving me crazy. My black t-shirt is covered with gray cat hair. Really attractive… 
I laundered Higgs’ blanket - LOTS of black hairs in my dryer lint filter! And I finally put away the dishes that have been sitting in the dishwasher since before we left. They were all dry. 
Tomorrow morning, I’ll inventory the fridge, freezer, and pantry, then head to Food Lion to replenish supplies. Two weeks from today, my daughter goes into the hospital so they can force her son out! Roxy will be staying with me a few nights - not sure what the plan is yet - it all depends on when Mama and baby are discharged. Plus this month, FCD has his Dr appt to discuss the second knee replacement. Not sure yet when SIL gets his knee done. Busy busy…
I think I’ll dig out some yarn and start making something.
The dog is staring at me, must be dinner time, even though it’s only 5 PM.
My cat starts campaigning for supper early in the afternoon, even though she should know supper’s about 6pm (give or take a little).
She got herself ejected from the bedroom last night with another windowsill hissy fit at a cat outside. When I opened the door for her again (after about 15 minutes), I was greeted with little mews that aren’t quite her usual vocabulary, then she hopped up next to me when I settled back down and very much wanted cuddles. She’s not used to doors STAYING closed when she wants them opened, so I think it shocked her a bit.
seanette, Nelson is kind of like that with closed doors.
shady, Nelson’s rat terrier mix mother taught him how to go after a mouse at my dad’s when he was only a 7 month old puppy. The instinct was definitely there for him.
Welcome home Moooooooom.
I’m sorry about your SIL’s dad sunny.
It’s been a fairly lazy day. Other than a couple of hours in the kitchen prepping the week’s lunches / breakfasts, putting supper (chicken veggie stew with dumplings dropped in at the end) in the crock and rearranging a couple of kitchen cabinets, it was pretty much playing around in the studio.
Holy cow, a hooman that doesn’t automatically open any and all doors on command? You must be broken or something!!!
Isn’t it great to be home FCM? My kitteh snuggling levels are almost back to normal and I kinda missed that grumpy old man that lives here.
I started the Secret Santa and nobody has told me that I shouldn’t have done it, but nobody has signed up either. All I can do now is wait and see.
I did a load of laundry yesterday, then looked in the backyard at a bunch of towels tossed over the porch rails. Apparently they were used during a mead brewing explosion of some sort. Hubs also drank a 16 oz bottle of mead in a couple of hours and sent me a very drunk text that I’ll be keeping forever. I’m not leaving him alone overnight anymore. He always gets into trouble when I leave him unattended.
We have a walk in bathtub and Mom always enjoys being able to take real baths while she’s here. I know that she’s going to close the bathroom door anyhow, but I was sure to warn her to double check to be sure George isn’t in there before the door is closed cause he would want to join her in the tub. His nails are trimmed but swimming with cats isn’t as much fun as it sounds due to all the floating hair.
George remembered who Mom was, Mom wasn’t really sure that he was the kitten she saw back in July, LOL!!! (Not bad memory, George has growed bigger since then.)
I’m very sorry for your loses nellie. The pain of losing someone never diminishes, no matter how often it happens. Dealing with one death is hard, stacking more on top is like getting punched in the gut over and over. It’s hard.
Especially since it’s very rare for me to ignore royal commands on that subject. 
Hugs to you nellie, and never apologize for grieving. Just take care of yourself and come scream/talk into the Dope void whenever you need to.
What would I do without you people? I don’t want to consider it.
I texted my friend, the mom. She and her other daughter are leaving tomorrow to bring the daughter/sister home from the state where she died. It’s been very complicated and full or red tape. I don’t know how she’s still functioning, but I tell myself if she can do this, I can certainly do a better job than I’ve been doing of handling it so far.
My daughter hasn’t made her Sunday call to me yet. She knows about her friend’s passing and will call when she’s ready. My son knew the family, but not as well as his sister did. He’ll be sorry but not grief-stricken.
Howdy Y’all! We deheathenated. I ended up doin’ Verger duty as my co-Verger, who was on duty, texted me and said her bursitis was actin’ up, I told her to take meds and rest. We ended up havin’ a KFC N.O,L. due to a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for original recipe by OYKW. Any other need to feed will be via forage. Nappage got achieved and the biiiiiiiiiiiiiig trash can has been hauled all the way down to the road for pickup tomorrow. OYKW wants to go on a cheap chawklit hunt tomorrow. I may just send him alone to do that.
{{{Nellie}}} no need to apologize. We’re all here for each other through good and bad. Never forget that.
Sunny sorry about your SIL’s father.
MOOOOOOM glad y’all made it home safe and sound
Forgot to menton that I called my PCP to see if’n I could get the Moderna booster whilst there on Wednesday for an appointment and was told sure, so that will get done. OYKW has his booster scheduled with the health department on Tuesday, I think.
I have some Hallowe’en chawklit that is not goin’ to eat itself, so I best get busy.
Laterz!
I’ve started knitting another afghan. And I suddenly remembered that it’s Halloween, so I closed the front blinds. No porch light on, but I wanted to make doubly sure.
Ziva has come to me for skritches, so I guess all is forgiven. We’re almost back to normal routine here. Thus endeth the week.
I bought two (2) bags of candy, and have so far given some to one (1) small child.
It’s already dark.
Hope my co-workers like … {checks bags} SweeTarts and Laffy Taffy. Cuz I got a shitload.
I also bought Reese’s P.B. cups, but I might hang onto those for m’self, at least for a bit.
(If I had bought no candy, I’d’ve been inundated. At least, that’s been my luck in years past.)
Definitely keep the Reeses, shoe! Those are the best!
Overlyboy has a friend over and overlygirl is at a friend’s house. I’m realizing hearing overlyboy chat with his buddy that he seems to have been blessed with my social awkwardness. On the plus side, despite the awkwardness he’s better spoken than I was at that age so there’s hope for him yet. Damn kids.
shoe I also got a couple bags o candy, but have yet to have a knock on the door. I’m perfectly fine with that, in these disease ridden times. (also I don’t really like people coming to my door.)
Finished vacuuming, and changed out Alex Catt’s litter.
No. Go on as long as it helps. {{{{hugs}}}}
Gordie skipped that day at terrier school. He has shown a willingness to fight 10 point whitetail deer, though. 
Yay for being home, Mooooooommmm!!!
Nifty goal, cookie.
Evening all. Been a busy day, refereed soccer at 12:30 and 2:00pm, then went over to another field and let a couple of my players (I had promised) shave my beard off–they actually did pretty well for 11-year olds, but they were amazed at the amount of hair there was (or had been) on my face. Then gassed up car, ate at Olive Garden, and came home to work on puzzles and watch a little tackleball.
Glad I overbought candy this year, had probably over 50 kids stop, and I know this cul-de-sac doesn’t have that many…think we had some imports, but my supplies held out (the little buggers got all the M&Ms though) so I don;t have much to ration out for the next couple of weeks.
Have read all but not retained much, so all y’all take care and I’ll catch you on the next MMP.
I know there’s a new mmp but I have to report Im in the same boat as rat in the fact we had about 35-40 kids tonight 50 if you count relatives …and we’re not stuck with a whole lot except 4 pounds of tootsie rolls…and there’s some family drama that I might expound on tomorrow … but for now I’m going to bed …