I didn’t think the shots through. I got both the COVID shot and the flu shot in my left arm yesterday. Today, the injection site is a little sore. But since I got both shots in the same arm, I don’t know which is, or both are, causing the soreness.
Well cookie I think Daughter’s hubbie is right about one thing. Any education was / will be wasted on him. Damn shame he’s trying to send his son down the same rat-hole. Double-shame that all the “fun” macho-sounding enlisted jobs in the military are the ones with no civilian follow-on career. And doubly so in the Army or Marines vs USN or USAF.
Whether one wants to measure “success” in terms of self-actualization or dollars or prestige or something else altogether is a personal matter. My bro is a self-actualized carpenter with rock-hard hands, a 20yo ratty pickup truck, and damn little else. He’s far more centered than I.
But for damn sure having some drive to first think about, then decide, then move forward is a prereq for succeeding at anything. If Dad’s spent 15 years trying to raise a ne’er-do-well couch potato, that’s hard to overcome from your distance.
Hooray for good stew though. I checked on my recipe and it’s kinda labor intensive with several flavors of peppers and tomatillos to seed, dice, and roast. Plus the sorta-pulled pork to make. But mostly worth it. I’d be curious to hear about a simpler version if you have it.
FCM Yaay for a creative first- & last-mile travel solution. But where out in your “far” boonies can you pick up a rental?
Best of luck Taters; you’ll be missed. Starting your trip tired also means starting it irritable. I hope your cow-orkers are not the sort who live on your nerves.
This “whistling in a wall unit” has me baffled and did when you first mentioned it as Ophelia was warming up. I think of “wall unit” as indoor furniture and “wind” as something that happens outside. What am I missing?
Yeah. That happened to me a LOT over the years. Up 15 minutes early leads to doing everything at a slower pace and an hour later you’re 15 minutes behind in your prep; worse than even vs. your original timeline.
Wasn’t “always” for me in my more 24-hour irk-world, but many’s the day I drove past fully dark donut shops on the way from home to the freeway to eventually start my pre-dawn irk. Being up and out early is a privilege to be savored.
Metalmouse: We have BJs and Costco around here. No difference discernible to me. Probably useful for a family on a tight budget, but IMO nearly useless for 1 or 2 retired folks. But occasionally entertaining to wander through. Just not on a weekend; those folks think shopping is a bloodsport.
Flyboy: having done mine in different arms 1 day apart I can say that so far the COVID has been the more uncomfortable at any given time after, but neither are a big deal. Now at 48 hours, the flu arm is basically back to normal. YMMV but if I was gonna bet on which is bugging you more, I’d go with the COVID.
As to me, usefulness was done by 10am and slothage has commenced and will continue unabated until bedtime. My moisturizer treatment on my face seems to be paying off with less redness & no signs of thinking about peeling. Yaay me! Now to go have a nap in the sun someplace, but with face both sunscreened slathered and covered.
I am in A MOOD today. Worked out, fuds shopped, had Chick Fil A for lunch. Their new sandwich with pimento cheese. I thought of swampy
I’m going to spend the rest of the day away from people. Rain is predicted today and tomorrow and I have my rain is coming migraine.
My finding exactly. As a one member retired sloth household I virtually never buy foodstuffs at Costco, after throwing away too many half-finished packages so gleefully brought home when I first purchased a membership. I more than save that membership price on hearing aid batteries alone. Which says a lot about what a boondoggle brand name hearing aid batteries are. Saved several hundred dollars on my prescription eyeglasses plus the optician cheerfully replaces the nose pads and tightens the frames for me every couple of months-I’ll never buy eyeglasses anywhere else again. Throw in some cases of premium protein drinks and paper goods, big bottles of eye vitamins and anti-histamine and I’m good. The all-beef foot long hotdogs are always a reward for all that shopping effort I put in loading those minuscule hearing aid batteries into my cart.
You’re sooooo right though-very important to not go Friday through Sunday or during the right after school hours. It does become a demolition blood sport event then.
Just guessing here, as a very landlocked prairie dweller, but perhaps an ac through-the-wall HVAC unit, like often found in more temperate climes than my Midwestern one? By definition they are open to direct intake/exhaust of outside air so if the wind really kicks up you get the whistling and wheezing through those vents.
Or the place is haunted by a genteel ex-smoker nose breather, take your choice.
i live on the 10th floor of a condo that opened as an apartment building in 1940. we have wall units that provide heat and cooling. square holes were created in the outer walls and the units go into the wall. think window ac units that go through a wall.
the wind was gusting against the building wall, causing a whistle in the wall unit as the air was going the wrong way. it was like a bottle whistle.
Blessings upon days off, for they indeed are blessed.
If I’d been working today, I would have been dead-ass asleep when my alarm went off.
… at 2 p.m. (Waves to ButtersBBBoo and my other insomniac & late-nite peeps.)
Anyway, now it’s just about 3, I have dressed in more than just the oversize XXXL T-shirt that I use as a sort of muumuu - as in, I’m currently wearing an actual shirt & shorts, like some non-slacker adult or something - and blankets & pillowcases are tumbling in their wash.
I dressed so I could go outside, since the trash bin needs retrieval & Monkey’s box needs removal.
(I brought home a few shallow but sturdy cardboard boxes from work after discovering they make nifty disposable litter trays. Perhaps not THE most environmentally friendly choice, but the cardboard was gonna get trashed anyway - I have little faith that recycling services really divert much from the garbage stream - and for the perpetually overworked and/or lazy, it’s a very sanitary option. I do scoop mid-week, to clarify, but around Trash Day, the whole thing gets tossed and replaced. When I consider how much water I heated & dirtied to clean plastic pans, the environmental factors seem to wash - ha! - out to me.)
It’s currently cloudy and mid-70s and although the Oracles predict rain tomorrow, it’s not even all that humid. Absolutely perfect weather for me.
Okay, I lied; I got dressed so I could fart around outside. Trash and can wait, right? At the moment, I’m getting yelled at by a squirrel, which is always hilarious.
(The only thing funnier is being yelled at by a hummingbird.)
Monkey is contentedly surveying his doman, Mufasa style, unaware that as soon as I post, he’s gonna got to roll in some ‘nip. If imma lie around gettin’ high, my buddy can, too.
ETA sumbitch, the sun’s trying valiantly to break through. Stoppit!
Got it. Thank you. I bet that makes a nasty whistle in a real blow.
I’ve certainly dealt with those (and their whistling) over the years in various hotels, but “wall unit” without any mention of HVAC just didn’t conjur up that idea in my poor stultified head. I was thinking elaborate bookshelf / bricabrac shelf and couldn’t get past that image to anything else. Oops on me.
I had vertical sliding windows in my last place that when opened tended to whistle something fierce even in mild winds. The spring/counterweight gizmo amounted to a low-pitched tinwhistle. The first few minutes were fun in a weird Twilight Zone way, all Weee-Wooo-Waaah-Wee-eee-eeeee-Waa-aaaa-Wooo etc.
After very long though it became “Mom, make it STOP!!!” and we had to close them again. Good news was it took one hell of a blow for them to make noise when fully closed. I bet you were quite relieved when your noise finally died down.
Was there anyone left alive to continue the story??? I only watched bits and pieces with FCD, and there sure was a lot of murder and mayhem!
You forget - NAS Pax is just down the road and there are at least 3 car rental places next to the base.
The pellets have been delivered and I had time to run to Food Lion for a few things. I also called my car guy and made an appt for an oil change on Firday. Supper will be a turkey leg and thigh that I found in the freezer, with cauliflower and a salad. Then chillage will ensue.
being 2, or even 3, hours behind most of youse, I never have an opportunity to start things off. Although I did once, in 2005 or early 2006, to talk about my heart attack and suck up some sympathy.
Yes, I’ve been a MMPer for that long. I started when Rue De Day was chief instigator. Some of you newer peeps don’t know me from then 'cause I took several years off for, reasons. (No, I wasn’t in jail.)
I had one of my usual nights last night. Went to bed around 11:30 but Wifey couldn’t sleep so we watched Amazon Prime for an hour and then bagged it. I went right to sleep, but woke up around 4:30 and couldn’t go back to sleep for about 3 hours. Finally did, and then slept 'til 9:30. Us retired drains on society can do that sort of thing, ya know. Sure beats getting up in the early, early dark to drive into the city.
I enjoyed the Dilbert cartoon, even though Scott Adams became a wacko, and lost his funny. Those two things may be related, or not. Once upon time one of my coworkers brought in a gumball type machine, which we filled with M&Ms and put a sign on it calling it ‘reward pellets’ or some such thing. It lasted about a month.
The sale of the little house is inching along, so now Wifey is stewing about the appraisal. I’m willing to wait to worry when it happens, but she’s impatient and is worrying now. I am a little worried that the Appraiser will call the deck boards, since I don’t want to work on the deck in the rain. But it may not be raining if/when they do.
“Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof”
And sufficient unto the day is my commentary thereof.
Howdy Y’all! Got my 'script and survived Wally Jr. Sloth was then tended to. We et a late N.O.L./early sup and are now in chill mode. Been a good retired drain on society Moanday.
WetOne I am not a fan of IckFilA. Politics aside and all that, I think their food is ICK, hence my name for 'em. I see the pimento cheese they purport is “honey pepper.” Honey has no place in pimento cheese. If you liked it, however, then good for you. Hope you feel better soonest.
Bumba Happy Doperversary! Enjoy your slice of cake!
Today has been a time that tries women’s souls, BUT the worst is over, so whew! I realized late on Saturday that my vax appointment was for today, not yesterday. I already had fasting blood work to do today, but I figured I’d do that first, walk home to eat, then walk to the pharmacy for shots. I went to bed early but didn’t sleep well and awoke with a headache and was out of sorts. I was out of Tylenol and can’t take NSAIDS on an empty stomach, so I just grumbled to myself.
The no-appointments lab at the clinic was crammed. Some poor mom in the big waiting room had her autistic son with her, and the poor kid (about 12) was overstimulated and kept shrieking high notes that could shatter glass. I got out an hour before my vax appointment --not enough time to walk home and back, especially as there’s always a line at the pharmacy, so I went there way early. Good thing, as I was third in line but stood there for 45 minutes. 15 people were behind me in line. When I told the tech my appointment was in 15 minutes, there were angry mutters behind me from people with earlier appointments. Good thing this wasn’t Pitchforks Plus.
Anyway, shot time. The tech asked how old I was because she thought the other tech had entered it wrong and that I was in my late forties. That made up for all the rest.
Costco: I instacart from there, mostly so I can get items that are stupid expensive elsewhere. My usual breakfast is smooshed avocado, salsa, and cooked egg whites on whole grain bread. All of those things are way cheaper at Costco, and I use them up before they go bad.
Shoe, dear, how do time zones factor into slacker status? Asking for those of us three hours earlier than eastern time.
Whistling wind is one of the loneliest sounds in the world.
WetOne, I hope your migraine fades fast.
Flyboy, I got both my shots in one arm so I have one comfy side to sleep on. I don’t care which hurts more, though, as long as I don’t get side effects.
cookie, I’m confident you can out-argue the boy’s dad; otherwise, IME, those education-is-a-waste types can really limit a kid’s options. I agree with MetalMouse that few 15-year-olds have any career goals. I used to tell students, “Just decide if you’re more of a STEM kid or a liberal arts kid, and load up on those classes for now.” They can start narrowing options later. Right now they don’t even know all the career fields. After all, how many HS frosh say they want to be insurance adjusters? And I agree with you 100% on the ASVABs. Why do people still think the military will always take you? Those days are long gone.
I called my credit union this morning, and pilot I owe you an apology: turns out that when I went to the branch a few years ago, it was for a replacement debit card! CCs, as you noted, are made elsewhere. Guess I’m earning my Mumper nickname…sorry! But I was right that there’s no expedited mail/shipping option, so I’ve started the “7-10 business days” wait for a replacement card via USPS. Meh. At least I know that all of the fraudulent charges are definitely accounted for now.
In other news, I placed my first Instacart order this afternoon! The two local grocery store delivery services stopped providing “refund/don’t replace” options, and mystery replacements generally don’t work for me, so I haven’t had groceries delivered in a couple of years. Today, though, I needed some stuff but my big toes are still a painful mess from Saturday’s new shoes – and I’ll wear sweatpants to the store but I refuse to wear slippers in public – so I decided to finally give Instacart a try. The process for adding items to an existing order wasn’t clear at all (both things got added, but pretty much by accident), but otherwise it was a positive experience. I particularly like the communication with the shopper. I still prefer going in person, but it’s nice to once again have an option for when I’m sick/have an owie.
No plans this evening except for a volunteer-related thing on Zoom at 8pm, which I’m leaning toward skipping (it’s optional, and I have less-optional volunteer-related Zoom meetings tomorrow and Wednesday evenings). The rain finally stopped this morning but it’s still overcast and cool out there, so it’ll be a good night to vegetate on the couch with the doggy. I binge-watched The Wire all weekend, and I need to decide whether to continue with that tonight (I’m now into S3) or look at my list and watch something new. Oh, and my Instacart order included the last thing I needed for tuna burgers (my mom’s name for tuna melts on English muffins), so I get to have those for dinner tonight…and lunch and dinner tomorrow.
Like pilot and BBBoo commented, those memberships have never been worth it for me and my 1-person (albeit 6-legged) household. I did briefly have a BJs membership, though, because at one point their website was the only place I could reliably find vanilla FairLife Nutrition Plan protein shakes; but, a little while ago it became too hard to find them even there (I’ve since switched to a different brand). BJs never seems to carry anything else that I’d be willing to buy in bulk, so when my membership comes up for renewal next month I’ll be letting it expire.
(One less account to have to update with the new credit card info! )
I totally get those days/moods. I’m gonna give you the " " emjoi, but truly just virtually (no actual hugs or otherwise being in your space offered!).
Sometimes you make it hard for me to love you… *sigh*
You could’ve launched an epic MMP right then instead of watching Amazon prime. It’s already Monday where Boofae is long before your bedtime and was already Monday on the US east coast by the time you did crawl in.
Preach it, bro! IMO their success is easy to explain.
Take ordinary chicken and chunks then marinate it in a sugar water solution for a while before cooking. Also take all the various recipes for breading, sauces, sides, etc., that KFC uses, then add about 20% sugar by weight.
Murricans will eat that sweet shit up. But not discerning bears of discerning distinction. Nor me.
I miss those too. Now I make do with the chocolate Fairlife shakes from Costco. I do much better with Fairlife milk-based protein shakes, enough to tolerate chocolate instead of vanilla or caramel. Sigh….