Exactly. OR tell us how hard it is to keep the pool clean and how little he actually gets to use it, since the maintenance is so high etc…
Went for a walk. Off to bed soon-I like my bed. It’s soft and comfy and warm and cozy. I am very good in bed-I can sleep for hours and hours…heh.
Howdy! I am now 3 pages behind . :eek: My neck hurts, too.
Yay Taters!
Sorry Bookcat 
MBG, wanna borrow my snow shovel?
FCM, if you can handle manclean, I am yours.
Oh the team won. We were down 3-0, and came back 6-4. I was so happy I posted a Shakespeare quote on the Canes forum to celebrate:
" And gentlemen in Raleigh now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That watched with us upon Saint Crispin’s day."
Bibcat, I’m so sorry. Hugs.
Off to bed. I’m hungry. I feel like I spent all day eating, and I’m hungry.
Swampy, not there! he needs it!
Welcome, meli! Mela means apple in Italian. Miel means honey in Spanish. In any case, I think meli is a sweet name.
Bibkitty, my nephew is only 1yo and there are already times he looks at his mother with this “are you kiddin’ me?” expression. So far it’s mostly when he suspects she’s going to feed him vegetables, though. Takes after his Dad: fruit is ok in any form and color but veggies are most yuck.
Cool about the restless leg study SCL, please let us know how it gore. I have RSL, and was on Neurontin for it for a long time, but I lost my medical insurance and it’s a 'spensive drug. About Jigzone, I am completely innocent of having suggested it, I swear! 
Ame after months of lurking, and then my guest membership ran out and I was faced with paying to be a member or not being able to participate and a year hopping from thread to thread, forum to forum I began to follow the MMP. It has helped me get to know some of the people I see in other threads/forums, and gives me a clearer vies of what their IRL voice is probably responding to in cyber talk. (I don’t know how well I explained that, it’s all about the misunderstandings which happen when tone-of-voice doesn’t pass smoothly during discussions.) It’s a fun place, both the Dope in general and the MMP in specific, welcome!
Taters I am relieved and pleased for you that after the initial spazz you three are communicating, making compromises, and still loving each other. Good job all of the Taters family!
Jah Khemosabi was a stunning example of the breed, how fortuunate that you were able to spend time with one of his grand foals. I had a very special Pomeranian who came from a fabulous line, so I understand the honor it is when we get an animal from a special breeding.
Our cold spell has finally broken, the temperature has been in the high 20’s/low 30’s. Lot’s of wind and rain, so the arthritis is making it’s presence known, interesting to hear rosie mention Raynaud’s, I don’t know very many of us.
It’s so late, and I am so sleepy, I’ll try to pop in during the day tomorrow. Night all!
Well, I do get use of the pool for a good six and a half to seven months each year. On the other hand, it has to be cleaned, tested and chemicaled on a regular basis all year long because I don’t close it up. Really it’s easier to just maintain it all year long. Matter of fact it’s on the chore list for tomorrow. I need to check the ph balance and clean it. It’ll probably need stuff done to it. Pool chemicals are relatively cheap, actually. Plus it’s not a huge pool. It measures 16’ X 32’ and is six feet at its deepest. I have one of those automatic pool cleaners but I can clean it manually in about twenty minutes so I hardly ever use the automatic. Right now the water temp is averaging around 50-58 degrees Amurrkin so I don’t think anybody’d want to get in it. However, sometimes when the weather is nice, I’ll go sit out there in the swing and read or just veg and watch the water. It’s relaxing just to be out by it. The hot tub also requires much maintenance. Again, I make sure it’s balanced and on a monthly basis drain it, clean it and refill it. With an electric pump it takes about twenty minutes to drain. Then I have towels (cheap ones) that I use to sop up any water left in the bottom or on the seats. I clean it with bleach and hot water, change out the filters and refill it. It takes about forty-five minutes to refill and a couple hours to heat back up once it’s refilled. So, yes, both are work, but work well worth it. I drain and turn off the hot tub about mid-April every year and usually crank it back up in October. If ya just gotta have one or the other, I’d recommend the hot tub. I’m sure Bumba, who’s been loungin’ around Hawai’i as of late, would agree with that. Ive had mine for seven years now and just lurve it!
Heh. When the pool was being put in, I paniced (panicked?) big time. First I had to have a bunch of pine trees removed. A couple I could have left but I hated those dang trees! Then, a big hole was dug and there were all these mounds of red clay dirt all over my back yard. ACK!!! I thought my yard would look like hell when it was all over. But… they used all the dirt they dug out to fill in around the pool. It was amazing. See, the pool and the concrete deck actually do not sit flush with the ground. That allows for better drainage and less danger of the pool overflowing when we have torrential downpours, which we are prone to around here. As it is, when it rains a lot I’m out draining water off the pool and taking care to make sure it doesn’t get all out of whack. Anyways, that was almost four years ago now when I had the pool put in. I don’t regret it. I have been to the beach once since then. Who needs sand in your crack when I got a big cee-mint pond right in my backyard!
That rambly enough for y’all? 
Yes, and makes me confident that your pool is properly maintained so that if I ever come to visit, I won’t wonder. 
Sorry about the stress, BibKitty. Hope it works out for the best.
I should be out the door already, but I decided to take the later bus. For the first time in months, I’ve gone to work at my “normal” time every day for an entire week. Yay! (Shoulda gone in early because I’m leaving early to go to the eye doctor and have a bunch of stuff to do this morning, but…I’m tired and want to lounge a bit yet.)
But I guess I oughta start getting ready. I suppose.
Happy Friday!!!
GT
HAPPY FRIDAY back atcha gt!
I’m royally POed, but at the same time, I’m not. I went to my search and rescue class last night expecting to learn about rescuing downed firefighters and fire victims, and the class was 70/30 woodland search and collapsed buildings. Oh well, it’s something I wanted to learn anyway, but I was expecting something a little closer to home.
Tomorrow is the practical. We go to a remote corner of the county and do a textbook search for a dummy. We were warned ahead of time to dress for a day in the jungle and the swamp. The written test is tomorrow night, and if I pass (I will, this isn’t much different than the wooodland skills I learned in the Boy Scouts when the dinosaurs roamed), I’ll be certified as a Search and Rescue Technician by the state… 
Bibs, I could be really tacky and make a drive-by flirt, but I’ll settle for {{{Bibs}}}. Hang in there.
VWife and I went through a really rough patch with similar circumstances to yours a few years ago. I’m still baffled by how we stayed together.
Oi, I forgot to ask! Mika, what kind of Spanish dancing? If you tell me you do Sardanas I’m going to laugh so hard I may need an ambulance.
his cat was my mother’s, along with the older one. When she got the first cat about six years ago, it was a rescued animal from her friend the vet. I was coming up there to visit within a couple of weeks, so she waited until I got there to name it. It is a grey tortoise shell colored cat (don’t know the breed name, or if it is even a breed, and not a mutt), and for some reason I can’t remember, I named it Rascal. (And he really is, after all this time). But then my mom got another cat, and my sister named it. This is the black one, and she started calling her Rascal’s Toy. Rascal tends to spend his time sitting on my GF’s lap, and Toy tries to get enough courage to come over to me for petting. The first three days she was in our house, we didn’t see her. She was so afraid of people. But she is so much better now.
So I’ve got a situation/problem completely different from Taters. We have two kids in the house we want to leave (no, not the cats). So how can we get these girls, 22 and 24 years ols (going on 14 and 16) out of the house?
If they’re hot, I’ll trade you 2 cat and a French Bulldog for one of them…
Now Bobbio you know you’re only hot with the geriatric set these days.
Now for some deja vu… deja who… deja ACK!!!
So, I made the mistake of answering the phone about twenty minutes ago. For some reason every line we have commenced to ring off the hook at the same time. Anywho… it was a phone call for my boss, who is on the city council and is Mayor Pro Tem (we made her a tiara out of tinfoil and cardboard and a scepter out of pvc pipe and tinsel when she was elected) of the little town she lives in. Well, I take down name and phone number like a good little receptionist would, I suppose. A couple minutes later I wander over to my boss’s office to deliver the message and to go in the break room for coffee (I’m a multi-tasker like that). On the way over, it hits me… I just have to know this person, unusual name, town she lives in… there can’t be more than one of her… went to school together many, many, many eons ago… so I ask da boss if this is who I think it is. Sure ‘nuff it is. The woman is nuttier than a pee-can orchard. I have confirmation that my diagnoses is still correct after all these years. I told my boss that she was, under no circumstances ever, to mention my name to the ol’ fruitbat. Boss grins like a cheshire cat and says, “I love it when I have sump’n to hold over somebody’s head.” :eek: :eek: :eek: Of course she won’t, but the shock and thought of the evilness of it all is almost too much to bear. Knowin’ da boss, she’ll cackle with glee everytime she sees me the rest of the day. The topper? Said orchard full of nutiness had a hyuuuuuuge crush on me back in college days. It was not reciprocal. This bit o’ news was not related to da boss. I can only take so much evil cackling and abuse at one time after all.
Hmm. Driving Husband wants to be fed tonight. I’m making ham-and-black-pepper bread, but I should probably think seriously about something to go with it. Attacks Husband might possibly be over tonight, and QD is coming over tomorrow to have another nice screaming fit.
Mr. Lissar and a young dojo friend ate the rest of my lovely zuchinni-potato crumble thing. Sniff. I wanted some for breakfast.
What-are you in MY house? I am facing the same stuff. Ugh and yuck, but with the additional twist that I can’t afford to stay in grad school w/o my spouse’s financial help.
Can I hang in here for 18 months? Do I want to (a more salient question)? We shall see…
Vunder --I am afaid you have lost me completely. You want to move (I thought you just did) and you have 2 children you want gone? 
Off to buy paint soon from Home Depot. AND the kids are off school on Monday-they just went back! They have had exactly 5 days of school. Grrrr…
myself.
Are you confusing me with Sean?
I’m firmly settled where I am. I have one son in college. I offered what I thought were encouraging words to Bibs. The crack to Sean was the usual smart assed stuff I pull around here all the time, and was not serious.
WEE! It’s Friday! I’ve had a pretty good week at work, too. It hasn’t been that busy (in fact, I’ve been at work an hour now and have so far only had to take one call, which has allowed for a lot of other little things to get done), and the weather’s pretty nice today, even if it is overcast. And I unscrewed the extra fluorescent lights that guy put in my office yesterday. It was just too damn bright. Now it’s back to its normal, comfortable light level.
Swampy - Ooh, I hate encountering people from my past that I’d really much rather avoid. It doesn’t happen to be at all very often (big city livin’ and all that) but the one time it did (in a mall) I made a significant point of ducking into the nearest store until the danger had passed. Fortunately it wasn’t a women’s clothing outlet or anything.
Sean - Arrange to have them “accidentally” walk in on you and the missus gettin’ jiggy. The embarrassment and emotional scarring will put the desire to move out into 'em. 
Meli - Hi! Welcome to the MMP! Here is your tree sloth.
LiLi - You know, it’s nice that QD schedules her fits with you. Drama is so much easier to deal with when it’s organized.
No worries, Nav. I never come in here without wearing a cup.
Sean, do your girls have boyfriends? Tell them that there’s no more hanky-panky allowed in the house. They’ll have to find their own place to have a rumpus. That should get them out right quick. On preview, I like Mindfield’s idea too. Use both of ours for added effect. See how sex is the solution to all of life’s problems?
Plans for today include nervously waiting for tomorrow. Puns for today include the following.
Here’s to starting off the day with goose flesh. This morning Dad asked who the girl with me was. For some reason I can’t explain, I actually turned around…even though I knew there was NOBODY THERE! He couldn’t tell if it was somebody he knew and said “she won’t tell me who she is.” The rational part of me understands that he’s hallucinating because his blood oxygen level is so low…buuuuut the spritual side is :eek:
bibby, sometimes a relationship can be so exhausting and consuming that it’s better to leave it go. Hang in there.
swampy, Mr. Anachi is just itching to put in a “water feature.” He’s an Aries so I have not doubt he will find a way.
I am really glad it’s Friday before a long weekend. Le Sigh
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