Right? 6:15am and my phone blasts out its text fanfare. It’s a video from my sister-in-law in Boston. Snow, along with an anguished “Nooooooo!” Here we are looking at a dip back in toe 60s late next week but otherwise Spring is in full force. With all the pollen that entails, of course.
Plenty of garden work to do this weekend, so I’m making my lists and checking them twice, so I don’t have to make multiple Home Depot runs. Hope everybody has a wonderful Friday!
I stayed in bed late today. I kept waking up and then would catnip for about 15, 20 minutes. I finally just got out of bed at 6:30.
The weather is beautiful and I’m having a hard time deciding between putting on grubbies and getting into the backyard (once the yard waste bin is emptied), cleaning myself up and heading to the nursery, furniture store, or a drive to the mountain.
Tomorrow is my first jab, but because I couldn’t set up one for my husband at the same time because neither of us could remember his damn password and the password reset email came later in the day. With this, that and the other going on, I didn’t get back to set up a an appointment for him. When I tried this morning, all the local stuff was gone. There are some down in Olympia, but I don’t think he wants to drive that far. I will let him make the decision.
So, the interview. I surprised even myself. I was calm, confident, and poised. I took my time answering the questions and made sure I didn’t leave anything out. I feel like it went really well, but I don’t want to be overconfident and be in for a bigger let down. I was told several hours later that I did, very, very well in the interview. I was told twice during a conversation. That makes me feel very good, but they have more interviews today, and a decision will be made next week.
That being said, I heard a lot of “Wow, that’s impressive”, “That’s really good”, and other positive comments during the interview. I know they’re supposed to say nice things, but still it’s obvious when an interview isn’t going well, and this was going very well.
So, we shall see. I know if I get the job, I am in for a tremendous amount of work and responsibility, but I asked for it. It may allow me to bump up my retirement to sooner than expected too, or I might stay longer.
One of my old work buddies is retiring in July. She’s the same age as me. Seriously, her birthday is like a couple of days after mine and we were born in the same year. I am kind of envious, but I know I’m making the right decision.
Time to tidy the kitchen!
Morning all. 56F this morning heading for 68F, so not a bad spring day, albeit a bit cooler than average. For those snowbirds, may this be your last reminder of the season.
Woke up about 6:30am and put on my night mask, which got me to 8:30am, so I should be good for the day. Soccer practice with the boys team later, but rain is possible tonight, so we’ll see about playing on Saturday or not. Not much else on the agenda.
Have read all but not absorbed much, so yeahs, hugs and cheers wherever they are needed. All y’all have a good Firday.
Breakfast? What’s that? 
So far, I’ve mostly been occupied with the “cleaning before the cleaning people come” flurry of activities, not because I’m embarrassed or whatever, but because I know that the more clutter I put away/toss/organize, the more cleaning-cleaning they can do.
< Yosemite Sam > “There’s dust bunnies under them thar crap pile!” < /ys >
Local weather in the Mitten State appears to be … mixed. Warm-ish, kinda, by day, some cold-ass lows I need to watch (do I gotta haul my lemon tree and assorted other potted plants back in? Who the fuck knows? We’ll stay tuned for new developments!) and today is gray-ish and not really super-chilly but not really warm, either. The lukewarm “not-sure-yet-if-I-wanna-kiss” date of weather.
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s rather pleasant out there today, weather app says “It’s cloudy and you’ll fucking like it” while promising me 9C/48F up to 10C/51F and mostly cloudy. It is also almost the weekend as I’ve got about five minutes left before I should be logging out of work.
It’s been a very busy day full of icky spreadsheets but fortunately I have managed to get just about everything done for the day. The boss went to the campus office today, she said it’s ok but the place is largely deserted. We have no in-person teaching until at least 17th May so although we’re being asked to return slowly, there seems little point in wasting the time and money to sit in an empty office by myself. We have a rota to be in for one day each per week, and the most we can have in the office now is 3 so I’ll be in with one of our temps next week but she finishes at the end of April. Ho hum.
Nothing else exciting going on today, I am planning a workout session when I’ve done here, it’s my turn to make dinner, and we have a couple of films to watch later. Weekend plans involve a trip into town for essentials (or non-essentials since other places are now open) Bizarrely, I have had to buy essentials like shampoo and toothpaste from a shop I wouldn’t normally go to for such things, whereas the toiletries shop was deemed non-essential and has been closed for months. Might potter off to the gym as well, just for a change of scenery.
WRT farcebook, I’m happy to accept friend requests from the world and his wife - it’s usually good if I have some idea who you are though!
This. Always this. Your spirit will thank you. Stop at the furniture store on the way home.
Glad you aced the interview. 
It’s grim and gray here. Very chilly~45 will be our high. Sigh. At least it will discourage grass growth a bit. Gotta find a lawn mowing person that I can afford. Another sigh. Adulting is very overrated.
Maybe shoe’s cleaning angels could buzz over to me and mow every time they are done at her place.
Just got Toddlerasaurus down for her nap. Her tell is one set of fingers in the mouth, the other hand grasping an ear. Apparently her dad did the same thing as a young 'un. So it’s temporarily quiet here. FCD is in his office trying to get a few loose ends wrapped up. I think we’re going to try to move his computers this weekend. I’m hoping I can recruit daughter and SIL to help. This is the joint birthday weekend (did I mention it earlier?) and I don’t recall if it’s Sat or Sun. I’ll talk to her when she comes to fetch her child.
FCD has an appointment with our primary care doc (she’s actually a PA, but she’s aces!!) on Moanday. For some reason, he’s trying to get her involved in his knee surgery stuff as a coordinator, or something. I’d like to go with him, if only to help him in and out of the car, but if I’ve got Roxy, that ain’t gonna happen. We shall see.
It’s overcast and still chilly here. Rain threatened again tonight. Weather is soooo weird hereabouts. We didn’t have these problems before we went to the moon, dammit!!
oops - sorry - channeling my husband’s grandmother. 
Uh…[eyes shift sideways] why do you as? OK, it was I! I did it! I stole it and I’m glad, glad I tell you! (Did I ever mention I was raised by Perry Mason?) It’s sunny with an expected high of 80º.
I’m about to leave to get my second jab. My body pulled an FCM and dumped me out of my dreams at 5 a.m. and refused to let me re-board the Good Ship Lollipop. So I’m not feeling great today. Hope that doesn’t increase my odds of getting side effects.
I walked to the grocery store for produce, so that’s done. I also cleaned up the kitchen post-breakfast (avacado and fried egg on whole grain bread).
Oops! Ride’s here!
I sent you a message complete with picture, but it took so long to find a picture of me on my phone that I completely forget to be sarcastic, which isn’t like me, at all. I asked Wifey, and she tells me we were at a BBQ and were entertaining a friend’s small son, who doesn’t usually like anybody, but liked us. I have that effect on dogs too. (but hardly ever on women.)
Not sure what tiddlies are, and I’m afraid to ask.
I like trout, but I really like salmon.
Don’t burn them yet! She just got them. 
Slept from just after midnight til around 8:30 this am, except for getting up every couple of hours to visit the facilities. My last dream this morning is the recurring one where I can’t find a bathroom. Oddly, all the bathrooms I did find (occupied) were multi-sex ones (is that the right term?). Sharing the bathroom with random women doesn’t bother me, I’ve been married a long time, and have long given up on the notion of having any privacy in there anyway.
They keep talking on the news about the Johnson & Johnson vaccine and how 6 women got blood clots. I keep wondering “why just women?” If it doesn’t give men blood clots, they could go ahead and give it to just men, couldn’t they? I feel like they’re leaving something out of the story.
Looks like we’re gonna have a bumper crop of dandy lions this year.
Happy Firday, y’all.
Tiddlies are just sillies by purported adults, such silliness often induced by fermented or distilled beverages.
Sadly, at my age, sex more than once in any one bathroom visit exhausts me, so I look for mono-sex bathrooms when I’m out and about. I can make do with an uno-sex restroom if I must.
Afternoon all. Working the puzzles in the paper and a long hot bath have occupied most of the day so far. Looking to get ready for soccer practice in a couple of hours, that should wear me down some, so I can work on team lineups for Saturday tonight.
nellie, hope the 2nd shot treats you kindly.
Taters, good news on the interview. Even if you don’t get this spot, the powers-that-be have a positive memory of you and maybe later…aw, heck with later, let’s get you hired now!!
OK, back to the great goal of staying awake. All y’all take care.
I said something similar to FCD. Plus 6 out of 7 million is statistically small enough to just be coincidence, isn’t it? I never studied statistics, so what do I know?
We went to Texas Roadhouse for supper because someone wanted steak. I ate far too many yeast rolls, but OMG, they’re so good!! Now I’s stuffded and ready to chill.
Tomorrow, I’ll start removing stuff from Roxy’s room (she’s gonna be crushed!!) and on Sunday, daughter and SIL are going to help us move the desk and computers from the shop to the house. Turns out his computers have wireless capabilities, so we don’t have to run the Cat5 after all, but we can if we need to.
Then Roxy’s stuff will be moved to the guest bedroom, which is fine. It’s not like we’ll be having guests anytime soon. And she’s just got a few toys that will be kept in the closet and a few changes of clothes that will go in the dresser. Everything else is in the basement.
< collapses on the fainting couch, clutching at imaginary pearls > You hussy!!! 
And thus my day wraps up…
Dinner: 3 raw oysters, 3 grilled oysters (w/teriyaki & pineapple), and a beer. Then we went across the street and I had 3 hot wings, one fish taco, and a margarita. Mrs. L.A. had the oysters and beer, one jalapeño popper, and a margarita. I ordered three tacos, and was surprised I only ate one. (At least I didn’t have as many carbs as I thought I would.)
Oh, and we took the MGB.
I felt so good starting out on the walk. After awhile, though, I started feeling like I was walking underwater and realized I just couldn’t do 'er. It took me a long time to get home (1.3 miles, all uphill). I’m resting up so I can take a shower. Hopefully this is the extent of the side effects.
Flyboy, I just love it that you and Mrs. LA have your Friday night tradition.
nellie, if your laptop was having work covered by warranty, chances are that it came to Tennessee to see someone at my company. 
Not the facility that I work in (we get returns and ship replacements), but a repair center.
Irked (quite a productive day, I must say), came home, picked up Nelson for a trip to the dog park, went to Arby’s drive thru for supper and came home. When we got out of the car, Nelson pulled a Napoleon and had to jerk the leash trying to go after Scooby Doo (big, gentle neighbor dog) and made me drop the bag, leaving the fries all over the ground. The wrap was wrapped, so it was OK to eat, but having to juggle him (I put his barky little butt back in the car while I cleaned up), a drink and pick things up put me in a bad mood. He got no treats once we got in. He’s behaving now though.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Evening all. Soccer has been practiced (and on the dog front, red, my assistant coach has the cutest pit bull, the only danger is that you might be licked to death) and plans made for tomorrow. We have team pictures in the morning (9-9:45am) the girls play at 10:30, and the boys play at 5:00pm at another park about 45 miles away. Add in refereeing a game at 12:00 noon and it should be a full day for me. So bed time will be early tonight.
nellie, feel stronger soon.
flyboy, sounds like a great night out. Presumed you’ve saved the remaining two tacos.
FCM, a big concurrence on the Texas Roadhouse rolls. Between Logan’s rolls (almost always hot) and the whole wheat bread at Longhorn Steakhouse, it’s a hard choice, but all of them are happily consumed by me.
OK, need to double-check the e-mail and be thinking about bedtime. All y’all take care.
Well, we did change it up with the oysters first. 
¡Sí, por supuesto!
Well, was able to pull the trigger on my first vaccination, at Walmart’s pharmacy tomorrow afternoon. In California, state law dictates supplemental paid sick time for vaccine appointments or side effects of vaccine, among other possible COVID-related matters.
DH is still not convinced that COVID is a greater threat than a vaccine he still considers rather inadequately tested. Yes, the man is quite stubborn. No, he is not a general anti-vax type, he’s rather docile about such matters as an annual flu shot.
Hope both nellie and missred’s French fries tragic loss feels better tomorrow.