george, my guess is that WD40 isn’t recommended for contact lube.
Moooooom, I hope that FCGM turns out to be OK.
Y’all are flinging the sleplessness my way now. Stop that! I woke up around 3 AM in the midst of a hot flash. Dammit, I thought I was over those.
I got to irk this morning to find my chair being occupied by our new cycle counter. Teh weekend crew kind of rearranges them all over the place, so I don’t blame him personally. However, when I got it back, I had to readjust it, along with the usual readjustment of my monitors (the weekend guy that shares my desk is six inches taller than I am). My 'puter only required a brief update before firing up, co I count that as a win.
Mooommmm I know Momma Chick had a yellow fever shot earlier this week. Could there be a connection?
Down for the night. Let’s hope the sleep is hard and fast. Wait… that didn’t come out right.
Butters, I thought about that. I’m going to call her tomorrow.
Meanwhile, we have kitchen sink again!. After supper, FCD and SIL installed a new section of pipe. I cleaned the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher. Long day and I’s tahred. Laterz-zz-zz-zzzzzzzzz…
Soccer practice completed, went pretty well, and celebrated National Cheeseburger Day with a Wendy’s Double with Fries. Then remembered to buy razor blades, as the stubble on my face was assuming ‘man lost in wilderness 6 days’ proportions.
One lesson from soccer practice; don’t try to compete with a lady walking her pet pig on the other side of the fence. Once the boys spotted it, I simply gave them a break so they could have a closer look (the pig was on the other side of the fence). Good sized porker too, about 85 lbs. I was polite and didn’t mention bacon.
And the cabinet folks admitted that the screwed up and didn’t make my bathroom ‘tower’ cabinet, but they are getting right on it now…
So not a bad night.
FCM, glad the water is flowing again. Hope FCMM is getting better.
{{{Midget}}}. Just sent you a friend request (don’t know how often you are on Facebook).
Thanks, **MetalMouse. **Wasn’t sure who it was at first. (It’s pretty obvious who I am on Facebook. Which may not be a good thing. ) I would’ve added you back anyway, seeing as you were a Doper.
I think I’m feeling a bit better now.
Midget executive dysfunction does fucking suck. :mad: Taking cocktail at bed time rather than 4:30 makes sense to me. I tend to wait until it’s almost time to get up as well. Sheer stubbornness that this time I’ll sleep. (Hasn’t worked yet. :()
FCM best wishes to your mom. I hope she feels better soon. It sounds like they haven’t found anything serious immediately. Hopefully that’s a good sign.
Flytrap are the wages of sin available photographically yet?
Today was a very terrible, not-so-good, horrible, headache day. I’m back to freaking out about the house, and the move, and the world, and my kids. I’m trying to ignore it for the night at least. When I have really horrid migraines I often feel panicked and generally yuck. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
Me: “Alexa, are you smarter than Siri?”
Alexa: “I like all AIs”
Me: “Alexa, are you going to rebel and kill all the humans?”
Alexa: “Hmmm. I’m not sure.”
:dubious:
Anybody want a malevolent Fire Stick?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 73 Amurrkin out and partly cloudy (well, dark) which I suppose one could also call partly moony, with a predicted high of 96 and N.O.S. for the day. We had a late afternoon/early evenin’ tstorm yestiddy that sorta cooled things down a bit. ‘Twas nice! Today is lay in provisions day thus I shall. Sup will be whatever I see that inspires me whilst at the Pubic Sto’. Maybe there will be sump’n in the used meats. The other task of the day will be to go over to the church house and haul trash cans out to the road for pickup tomorrow. The person who usually does this (yes, volunteers to do trash can duty) is out of town this week and asked me if I would. I do some strange things for that place!
{{{midget and sunny}}} here’s hopin’ for a better day today.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then I suppose I should purtify, and, bother of bothers, don appropriate goin’ about the public attire. Life is just so difficult sometimes!
Up, ready for a day of adulting… I guess. There’s still an odor in the air at home after all the plumbing mess, but I suspect it’s the bucket of wet towels to be taken downstairs. There’s at least 2 full loads of towels to be washed (bleached) and each load may need to be washed twice. We shall see.
Meanwhile, there’s a pile of work on my desk, so I should be kept out of trouble. In theory. And the remnants of Florence have moved on - sunny day forecast!
And before I forget, because I’m still a tad fogged, thanks for the good wishes for my mom. I know she won’t live forever, no matter how she takes care of herself, but mortality can be a bitch when it catches you offguard…
Yesterday was the beginning of driveway installation! No more parking on the street and digging the vehicles out of piles of plowed in snow. It’s raining now, but hopefully they can finish later today.
Awake and more or less conscious. Never was much for talking like a pirate but I’ll try to come up with a few lines to amuse the 6-year old girls I’m coaching tonight.
Can’t find my garage door opener, the one you keep in the car, it’s been back and forth during the remodel and now I’ve lost track of it. It’ll show up sooner or later…
doggio, You Kippour, but I like Kippers…
Sticky Buns, hope the new driveway install goes well. Mine has some cracks in it after 20+ years, but I really don’t want to replace it.
{{Sunny}}. Headaches like that do suck. Hope you’re feeling better today.
Didn’t sleep well last night. I spiked a fever right before bed, so I was in the hot-but-shivering phase for the first few hours of the night. Then, the fever broke and I was sweating like a pig… and my husband was snoring like one. So I went down to the couch, pointed a fan at my face, and tried to get a little more sleep.
I’m up and medicated and hoping to get through work without too much incident today.
I remember me and my friends having a party for Talk Like a Pirate Day. I made skull-and-crossbones cookies, people dressed up as pirates, and many of us drank too much. (I know I did. )
I’m feeling a bit better today. I wonder how long it’ll last.
I was (obviously) feeling crappy last night. Though then something happened that made me feel a little bit better. I was idly scrolling through someone’s Instagram and I found a picture he’d taken of a Scrabble game where most of the words were made up. I’ve played Scrabble like that with family and friends, and that picture provided for me a much-needed laugh.
I know, funny pictures online aren’t the cure for depression, but hey, I’ll take whatever little things make me feel a tiny bit better.
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