I’ve thought about trying to do that, but it always seems like the massive effort just wouldn’t be worth it. But then I’m not a pro baker. About the most involved thing I do is to make baklava on occasion, which is not very difficult, just time consuming. We will be making baba next week.
I had a boat once. Once.
(Actually two boats, a 14-foot ‘Zodiac’-type inflatable with a 25 hp engine, and a 10-foot cat-rigged homebuilt sailboat.)
This will be our first non-sailboat, except for our jet ski. Over the last 38 years, we owned a 32’ wooden gaff-rigged cutter, a 23’ sloop with a trailer, a 30’ sloop, a 37’ motor sailer ketch, and a 36’ sloop, plus a hobie cat (16, I think.) These last 11 years have been the longest we’ve been without a boat.
I have a confession to make: a lot of those times I was wimping out from going to the gym wasn’t just the weather; it was my back, which has been painful for several years now, but I managed to power through with OTC analgesics and my Inner Drill Sargent. I mean, everyone has back issues, right? But lately it’s been much worse. I have a hard time walking when I get up in the morning, and well, I can’t deal any more, so I have a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. I’m fighting incipient crankiness because I really, really don’t wanna. Walking makes the pain worse (as does standing or sitting for more than a few minutes at a time), but I’m going to walk there anyway. I’m gaining weight from inactivity, and we can’t have that. If I really can’t stand it, I can always Uber it.
FCM, surely someone recorded the program this morning. RoxStar as a Christmas tree–too sweet for words! 
Zoom is a pain, but man, invaluable. Congrats on the boat! What did you decide re: a name? I may have missed it. Also, I want video of Roxy christening it with a little bottle of champagne. Puh-lease?
flyboy, how’d you guys get snow? It’s cloudy here. The sun is considering whether it’s worth the bother to make an appearance.
Dice, which day do you leave again? Sending you wishes for a smooth, safe, not-too-uncomfortable journey.
shoe, you need “Baaaad bitch” on the back of a leather jacket, with some badass stuff like barbed wire on a skull or Snoopy on a motorcycle.
I get a giggle every time The Price Is Right has a boat in the final showcase. (Trailer included!)
What a horrible thing to do to a person - give them a portable hole in the water to throw money into!
Happy Firday!
Overcast 55 degrees at the park this morning. Even though I was a bit overdressed, I was still cold.
The drama has started again.
Now, not only do I have to deal with Barky, and the people bitching about Barky, but Barky owner complaining about the people bitching about Barky.
I ran into my friend while I was picking my son up. She is irking her butt off, had to do all of payroll by hand because of the Kronos hack. My son told me they have been signing in and out on paper as their badges no longer irk.
I’m glad your ankle isn’t broken Butters.
Echo has a big scrape down the side of her muzzle. The fur is gone and the skin is red. I don’t know if Ripple did it, or she ran into something and scraped it.
Adam cat is on my list today.
The first thing is kind of my fault, I forgot he was in the basement. I heard noises coming from what I thought was the kitchen and wondered what was going on. It was him scratching at the basement door.
Last night I got woken at 130, I heard noises downstairs. Both dogs were in the bed with me and Adam was outside. I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep so I got up to investigate. It was Adam, banging at the back door to come in. The back storm door is wood, and the latch doesn’t catch. He’s figured out how to sink his claws into the door and pull it open, then let it slam back shut.
The salon looks nice Gotti
Good to see you back Cupcakes
Sorry about your dad Wordy
Feel better soon Sunny
Congrats on boat FCM, sorry the zoom didn’t irk.
Don’t know. We weren’t supposed to. It only lasted 20 minutes or so, and didn’t stick. It’s cloudy here too.
The Weather Channel says rain/snow mix around 23:00 tonight, turning to rain at 24:00. The next mention of snow I see is for Monday.
gotti good to see you! Sorry about work. I hope things will pick up in January. If I remember correctly, you work in IT? If I’ve got that right, I can do a little poking around. I haven’t worked for a while myself, but I still know tech folks.
The salon looks fantastic!
nellie {{{hugs}}} I’m glad you’re getting your back checked out. It doesn’t sound like something that’s healing on its own. Hopefully they’ll have some answers for you.
butters I’m glad your ankle isn’t broken. I hope it heals up quickly.
72 hours for the flat. Followed by 6 weeks of no bend, lift, twist, and no lifting anything heavier than a jug of milk.
Yay!!! I’m so glad you’re back! I’m off to search Japanese Christmas cakes and Boston Creams. I’m intrigued.
The school district called last night, which was interesting. I am 95% sure that this is something silly that has been blown out of proportion, but everyone could do without this latest little piece of stress. As I look at the timing, I wonder if someone was just trying to get another day off before break.
Thank you everyone for the kind wishes.
Sandpiper. I want the graphics to be a Scot playing bagpipes on the beach, but FCD didn’t like that idea. He can be such a poop… 
I ran to Food Lion, hoping to get a small container of half-and-half. All they had were half gallons, so I guess I’ll just use milk. Not a huge deal, but annoying. It rained on me a bit as I drove there, and it’s overcast and dreary looking - more rain may be in the offing. We shall see. I won’t be gathering firewood. I’ve got the lazies…
Well, I actually got my booster today.
Apparently yesterday one of the 3 docs doing them thought that they were pre-filled syringes, and as there’s such a tiny amount of stuff in there, no-one noticed. They stuck an empty syringe in my arm, pressed the end, then took it out again. Repeated with about 16 different people over the evening…
The worst bit I felt really lethargic this morning, and stayed in bed for ages, figuring it for a side effect. Turns out I’m just lazy.
They filled the syringe in front of me this time.
Anyway, I went out for pizza with a few of the other students and the crappy grade I got yesterday got boosted up a few % because someone had worked them out with the weighting wrong (yes, it is screwup central around here at the moment- I think everyone needs a break). It’s still crappy, but every little helps I guess. Does anyone really care what grade you get on a Masters’ degree, so long as you pass?
I forgot to say- nice salon Gotti! I’d go there if I didn’t live in another continent and I could afford to dye my ludicrous quantity of hair.
Nope. Passing is all that counts.
Merry, happy, festive, enjoyable break to you and yours from across the Pond.
It’s like the old joke:
Q: What do you call someone who graduated last in their class at medical school?
A: Doctor
I needed to bring the last of the maple into the catio from out on the deck (under a tarp). I didn’t feel like carrying it over an armload at a time, so I got the wheelbarrow. Loaded it up, and the wheel was flat. OK, I’ll get the foot pump out of the Jeep. I went to put shoes on. Say, there’a my Aqualung! I don’t dive anymore, but it’s dandy for filling tires. Took it out and went to open the valve, and… the valve was open. Apparently I’d forgotten to close it last time I used it – like a year or two ago. My tank is empty. So I went out and got the foot pump, filled the tire, filled the wheelbarrow (a few times) and stacked the wood next to the 30- or 34-inch square outdoor propane fireplace. So now there’s a stack of logs 30 (or 34) inches wide by about 30 inches high. Now I’ll have to see if the scuba shop in town still exists.
There’s a hole in the bucket…
Odd euphemisms thread?
Nicked from Wikipedia:
" There’s a Hole in My Bucket " (or " …in the Bucket ") is a children’s song, based on a dialogue between two characters, called Henry[a]and Liza, about a leaky bucket. The song describes a “deadlock” situation: Henry has a leaky bucket, and Liza tells him to repair it. To fix the leaky bucket, he needs straw. To cut the straw, he needs a knife. To sharpen the knife, he needs to wet the sharpening stone. To wet the stone, he needs water. But to fetch water, he needs the bucket, which has a hole in it.
Back from doc’s office. He said, “It’s been this bad for HOW long?” He ordered an MRI, referred me for PT, and Rx’d some strong muscle relaxants. He thinks it’s a combination of nerve, muscle, joint crud. He wanted to give me opioids, but I hate 'em, so I said nix. I may have to reconsider if the muscle relaxants don’t help enough, but I’d rather not.
Sonny Boy called. I’m going there for Christmas. Yay! I’ll leave here on the 23rd and return on the 26th. I was thinking maybe I’d stay 24 hours, but he insisted I stay longer. I really was fine with staying home alone, but I’m thrilled I get to see him, DIL, and the pups–and their new house!
Must run to pharmacy before it gets dark. I don’t want to be on the Walkway of Woe after sundown.
Howdy Y’all! I did the things, braved 
Wally*World , accomplished nappage, accomplished sloth, managed to get majik intartoobz pizza delivered, made a sallit, et pizza and sallit. Whew! I am exhausted. Grumpy old retired drains on society should not have to do so much!
CupCake ::tacklehug:: glad you’re back! Yay for new 'puter. Come back and catch us up on all your goin’s on!
{{{Nellie}}} hope the doc can find out what’s wrong with your back. Feel better soonest.
MOOOOOOM Zoom is great except when it ain’t. Hope you get to see a recordin’ of Roxstar singin’ and dancin’ as a Christmas tree.
Nuts that’s just, well, nuts, about the jab. And, no, it does not matter what the grades are as long as you get the degree. Nobody ever asked me for a transcript from my master’s program.
All y’all travelin’ or about to travel, have safe flights, rides, etc.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. Unload overloaded the belt this morning, so once again I was dragging hundreds of pounds of smalls up an incline like some medieval peasant. But only one week left in Peak.
Cupcakes!
: tacklehug
Nifty salon, gotti. I especially love the mirror graphic.
Yay for nothing broken, butters!
Evening all. A dinner of grilled ham-n-cheese on rye with tomatoes has been ingested and is happily assimilating. Third of 4 loads of laundry is churning away, while load #2 is in the dryer. Should have doe them this afternoon, but a combination of a warm bath and a soft bed led to nappage, so Friday night is turning into Laundry night. Rain is due to appear about midnight and soccer starts at 8am, so Saturday will be a pretty full day.
nellie, hope the muscle stuff works out. I had a sore back last week, must have pulled something; it’s OK now, but it was miserable while I had it and I can’t imagine what you must be going through.
Nut, glad this shot counted for something.
I don’t get to hear about school stuff like what was reported; except kids do weird stuff and with Tiktok and other media, it can grow exponentially.
Dicey, boo fae, hope your flights are hassle-free.
OK, need to catch up on internettin’ and stuff and take the shirts out of the drier and start the towels in the washer…such is my exciting life…