Buncha slackers in the MMP! {OLD}

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 62 Amurrkin out and mostly cloudy with a predicted high of 86 and N.O.S. I do not feel very ick this mornin’, so yay for that. Matter of fact I’ve been productive. A big chikin is in the slow cooker to do its thang for a few hours and then get turned into chikin sallit, which will used to make sammiches to take to first Sunday brunch tomorrow along with a gallon each of sweet and unsweet tea. In addition, we have scheduled the usual sloth and general overall uselessness that is our wont. Any need to feed today will be via forage as we have plenty of sammich makin’s, chips and the like.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.

Happy Sattidy Y’all!

After far too long of only getting about 6 hours of snoozage per night, I got almost 8 hours last night, so huzzah!! FCD decided he didn’t want to go to the school today - he’s going to work in his shop, so I’m going to crochet and watch TV. I need to finish the pair of fingerless mitts sitting by my chair, and I’m going to make a dozen or so pumpkin wigs (remember them, Butters?) since the fundraiser comes before Halloween.

At lunch yesterday, I broached the possibility that MIL dies while we’re on our cruise. Because of where we’ll be and the fact that we’ll mostly be at sea, flying home mid-cruise really isn’t a practical option. We’ll be leaving instructions with our daughter (like she needs another stressor.) Like FIL, MIL doesn’t want a funeral or any sort of service - just cremation. So we’ll leave the phone number for the funeral home that handled FIL’s passing. Not sure what we can tell her about dealing with BIL - he’s going to be a mess. Anyway, it was a conversation I didn’t want to introduce but definitely necessary.

It wasn’t entirely a depressing lunch, tho, as we discussed the cruise I just booked. It was a choice between 35 days, going to Rotterdam and back again, with fewer stops in Iceland, but calls in Norway, Ireland, and Northern Ireland, or the 25 day cruise we chose which makes 2 stops in Greenland, 6 stops in Iceland, and 5 or 6 in Canada, plus one in Maine before returning to Boston.

That was a big part of the appeal - ending up at our starting port. No flying, tho we will have to get to Boston and back. Plenty of time to figure that one out. Another thing that appeals to me - it’ll be the smallest ship we’ve been on so far - just over 1400 passengers. So if you want to come along, MetalMouse, you’ll need to book soon!! :wink:

And I have less than 2 years to manage our budget to pay for this little adventure - I put down a deposit, and the balance is due in March of 2025. Of course, if I hit the lottery tonight, I’m upgrading to the Neptune suite!!! :rofl:

I have to crack up over the spam folder in my main email account. For the last few months, I’ve been getting “Final notice about payments at [my address]” - identical wording on multiple emails from lots of different senders (spammers) all, apparently, wanting me to refinance. Yeah, right - I’ve got a 2.875% rate on my mortgage - I’m going to refi at today’s rates? Not likely. I don’t even open them - right to trash they go. And yet they keep coming.

Right along with the emails offering me added length and girth - why would I want to be taller and fatter???

:rofl:

My spam filter gathers all the entertaining topics in one easily-emptied folder!

Anyway, Happy Saturday!!

Hell, I barely even check my main email anymore anyway - I can’t imagine taking the time to so much as think about the spam folder. That’s what it’s for, except that unlike real trash, it empties itself. It’s not like I’m paying for spam storage.

Typing this post is more time & effort than I’ve put towards spam emails in years.

But spam can be so entertaining!!!

Anyway, it’s 2 clicks - one to open the folder, and one to hit empty. And I get a giggle between clicks. Yeah, I’m easily amused.

Well, if there’s entertainment value in it for you, then click away!

Morning all. Up and dressed to referee at 8am, have consumed some Instant Breakfast and will shortly visit the smallest room in the house before heading out. Question is how many games get cancelled because there are not enough players, we’ll figure something out. Just 61F this morning, so should be great soccer weather, at least for the morning games.

Have read all but need to keep moving, so take care all.

Hey Shoe It was only a few hours ago you said you were going to bed. Did you get any sleep at all?

Swampy good to hear you’re feeling well today.

FCM that cruise sounds great. And when you won $4 in the last drawing, so did I. Not quite enough to pay for the cruise, but we’re closer than we were. :wink:

metalmouse good luck with the games and the cool

Mornin’ all.
I’ve been playing credit card follies for the last couple of days and finally definitively this morning. Definitively as in definitively stuck, not definitively solved. Gaah!

I’ve had one store-branded credit card from a major bank for years. With appropriate online access. I just got a different credit card directly from that same bank. I can’t seem to arrange online access to both. Setting up one locks me out of the other & vice versa. Gaah!

So do I call India here on Saturday morning with no hope of talking to 2nd tier support in the USA, or wait until business hours on Monday to talk to India with some hope of talking to 2nd tier support if needed? Hmm.

Otherwise today feels pretty slothful around here. A nap feels like a must-do event.

And I finally outsmarted them. By changing my username on the one account that permits username changing I broke the logjam and now with two usernames and two PWs I can use the two separate websites with almost-matching URLs. Yaay me! Boo them!

One helluva nature show last night. I’ve never seen a lightning display like that in my 76 years. It wasn’t a direct hit on the city, but as close as I care to come. Constant lightning flashing and an unceasing roar of thunder that went on for probably an hour or more. The view from the top floor must have been pretty wild.

Mornin’ everyone.

It’s 47F, dark, and mostly cloudy outside. The high will be around 66F and the cloudy skies will give way to mostly sunny skies by afternoon.

pilot, I have two credit cards for work through the same bank. And yep, you have to have different user names and passwords. Glad you got it sorted. It’s a security thing.

I got my “excepted” letter yesterday evening stating I was excepted but intermittently. So, they can call me back during furlough to take care of something, and then I go back to being furloughed. :roll_eyes: Fifteen hours and counting to the government shutdown.

I love a good lightning show, cookie. Nature can be so awe-inspiring.

I’m glad you talked with your daughter about Mil now versus just before you left. FCM.

My husband is going down to my son’s place to hang out with him today and will stay the night. I get the house to myself for 24 hours, which hasn’t happened in years.

Polar, of course, will be with me, but unfortunately, it’s his last weekend. I have to feed him by hand now, and he’s turning his nose up at ice cream. The last time he ate independently was last week, and he won’t even chew when I put food in his mouth. I have to give him tiny bites and hold his mouth closed so he swallows. That’s no way to live. Things haven’t been really great, but they went way south while I was gone. He’s lost a noticeable amount of weight these last weeks, so, unless the vet can perform some miracle, I have to do the right thing and let him go.

I’ll make these last days as normal for him as possible, but they’ll be filled with hugs, skritches, and paw holding.

I want to send you all my best. I know there is much more up there, but it’s been difficult to concentrate these last couple of days.

Taters, I so sorry to read this.

Taters: Welcome home. Sending hugs for {{you}} and {{Polar}}.

Very sorry, Taters.

Taters I am so sorry. Hugs to you and Polar.

It’s tough to remain neutral. I was so infuriated last night. But I kept my gob shut and just offered gentle support. Then I came here and dumped. It started a week ago when she asked if I knew her fafsa ID. Me? What! That aroused me painfully as I had been passing on the occasional text with info about the student loan restart.

And miracle of miracle as soon as I posted she texted she got through to a person and got the process started. Now I sit on my hands waiting for updates. Her younger sister otoh needed no prompting and is all set. But at least the elder responds to my texts the younger goes silent for weeks then pops up like no time has passed. 27&25 my how time flies.

Glad that you and OYKW are no longer feeling ick swampy.

{{{taters and polar}}} My heart goes out to you.

Up, caffeinating, breakfasted, KP done, patio and lawn swept / raked. In a bit, I’ll get sheveled to take the car for a bath (I think I’ll go to the hand wash so’s somebody else can do the interior), then go the the 'Boro to World Market for coffee beans and the grocery outlet for restocking the freezer and pantry. After that, it’s chillage.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

taters So sorry.

{{{{{{ polar and taters }}}}}} ~will be thinking peaceful, loving thoughts for you.

taters, I am so sorry this is happening. You gave Polar the best life a dog could have and you are giving him a good ending. You are a good pet owner.

Oh, yes, thank you.
I reliably wake up four hrs after falling asleep. Bio break for an hour or so (potty, snax, smoke) then I’ll abruptly go from “wide awake” to “sinking back into dreamland” for another four hours.

Once I acknowledged that this was my body’s preferred rhythm, my quality of sleep improved considerably.
Used to be, I’d lie there all freaked out (“okay, if I fall back asleep RIGHTNOW I’ll still get another … what time is it again?!”) but now I know it’s okay, I’ll fall back asleep again soon enough.

It helps that I specifically look for jobs now that aren’t early mornings, to accommodate this … though considering it’s Long Night and I won’t get home till 2 a.m., perhaps I went too far the other way. :crazy_face:

Still, 7:30 a.m. in an office just ain’t my thang anymore.

I was all set to have a “yay” for you, but then I read the rest of your post. I’m so sorry, sweetheart.