Are they a liquid center or is the tequila flavor infused throughout the truffle?
G’night all. Tuckered, delightfully so, from granddaughter wrangling today so her parents could go out to a friends pond in the country and do some fishing whilst sangria drinking and snacking. Now I’m back home with the kitties three and they are stuck with doing full body tick checks. They should of thought of that.
I worked my sort table. I worked the 200 boxline sort table. I did the secondary sort. I handle the same box 4 times at one point. 
But Canes won the hockey game, Hockey Dad got into fistacuffs. And I’m off tomorrow.
({{{{MG}}}}
they can be both at once.
Nice sectional, Moooommmmm!.
Musing…virtually everybody here is getting out and being around other people LOTS more than I am. I’ve gotten my hair done every 5-ish weeks and a pedicure at about the same interval. I walk by myself most mornings. My cleaner comes every other week, but I leave to go walking when she gets here. I go to the grocery store about once a week. That’s it. I haven’t socialized with or even sat down in the presence of another person to eat or just to chat/visit since March. I am committed to not catching this thing. I guess I can tolerate this level of isolation as long as I have to…
Nah, I’m barely out and nobody comes in. We infrequently have someone visit in the back yard, 8’ away. No groceries except delivery, curbside, and mail order. No drives, no parks, no haircuts, no restaurant patios, no take-out. No playing with very young relatives. No clothes shopping. No distanced religious services or barbecues. No in-person work. I’ve had a few medical appointments that couldn’t be done remotely (oncology-related). Cat in carrier set down in the parking lot for the vet tech to take inside. I don’t want to die from this thing.
I should have been more clear. I see my grandkid, my daughter, my SIL once a week. They go nowhere and don’t have anyone else in so that I can spend the day with them. We are a self-contained bubble. My housemate cuts my hair on my front porch. She doesn’t go anywhere either. Groceries, meds, necessary supplies are delivered. Once a month, with a coupon, Dominos drops off pizza on the porch. My library books are borrowed on line-my weekly, meandering, browsing, chatting with friendly librarians trips out of the house are a thing of the past. Cancelled therapy, PT, the dentist, speech pathology, doctors, vision therapy. I talk about going for a ride or to a park a hell of a lot more than I actually can bring myself to do it. Have not hugged or been hugged by any other soul than the grandkid for 5 months. You’re not in this alone.
Hang in there with us.
I’m sure there’s a moldy oldie rock song I should cue up here but somebody else would know a good one better than me.
Just figured out that rock song: “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction”. Rolling Stones ca. 1965.
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, well you just might find
You’ll get what you need
Here’s my life: home except for walking to the grocery store, the pharmacy, or a doctor’s appointment. Also walks for exercise when lupus allows. That’s it. I live alone. I cannot drive. If I could drive–and I miss it and the freedom it granted more than I can say–I could travel to hiking trails or the coast or to stores I can’t get to now. I haven’t seen my kids since Christmas. I haven’t seen my friends since March. When I read about people making trips to Lowe’s or driving to their favorite restaurant for carry out or wondering whether their kids will be home for dinner, I’m filled with envy. Not jealousy, just envy.
you lived in the ca high desert? lol, that’s almost every summer here except when el Nino comes to visit … of course after I flapped my yap its been 105 112 all week …
I like them both with braun getting a slight edge … although supposedly eating either contributes to gout …
funny I can eat that and wurst all the live long day but the sight and smell of liver makes me hurl
lol, wait until its 108 at midnight… I get calls from the county health office saying I’m not allowed to go outside … I could anyways but if i did and had problems various la county and state of ca agencies would be up to my toucis for years … been there and did that already as a kid … ill pass thanks
actually when I went up t oget donuts on Friday and totally forgot a mask although it didnt seem to bother anyone …(yay for living in redneckville i guess ) that was the first time I’ve been anywhere else but my cousins in 6 months …and i only started playing d&D again about 4 weeks ago …
\
I haven’t been; aside from checking on the 
-which is in a field with no-one else around, I’ve basically only been on walks in the country and food shopping since March. I did call in at my now former college once to drop stuff off, but that’s been it.
I am planning on visiting the city where I used to live, probably end of next week, but cases there are low right now. Aside from the place I’ll be staying, which is with people who’ve mostly already had It, I’ll only be meeting up with folks outside, distanced. While there is obviously some risk, my friends there are all taking it pretty seriously, because, well, I don’t like being friends with eejits.
Anyway, I’d better finish messing about inside and go out for walkies. It’s all too easy to not get enough exercise right now.
Actually, the one you quoted is You Can’t Always Get What You Want - also known as the funeral piece in The Big Chill. As opposed to:
I can’t get no satisfaction
I can’t get no satisfaction
And I try and I try and I try, and I try
I can’t get no
I can’t get no
etc.
That little ditty was big the summer of '65, when it played over and over and over and over again at the Orchard Swimming Pool - the public pool near where I grew up. Every time I hear it, I’m back on the diving board about to jump in! Ah, memories…
I had a terrible, stoopit night. I fell asleep just before midnight, then woke a wee bit after 2. That was it. I’ve been pretty much up ever since, with maybe a brief doze of an hour in there. I feel like twice-baked crap on a cracker. 
My stoopit brain starting thinking about the painting and minor repairs we want done before replacing the carpet and getting our new furniture, and I couldn’t turn it off. It’s gonna be a long day…
Happy Sunday, anyway!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN I was a slug abed until seven a.m.! 
‘Tis 72 Amurrkin out and N.O.S. with a predicted high of 97 and N.O.S. with a heat index of OMG. Today we shall deheathenate virtually and also go use my bday coupon at the local good seafood place for N.O.L. Actually we plan on goin’ around eleven so I guess that will be more like brunch. There may or may not be some quality cee-mint pond time.
We have gone grocery shoppin’ throughout the pandemic, always masked. We have been out to eat a few times just as we will today but durin’ times we figured places are not so crowded. One time we went to Cheddar’s but saw a buncha cars in the parkin’ lot and decided not to go in as we thought it would be too crowded. Both of us have kept doctor’s appointments and JDD and Partner have been over a few times to the cee-mint pond but we’ve kept socially distant, even though we did eat inside yestiddy cause it was so hawt out. We’ve done out best to be careful we feel whilst out and about.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas, alack, woe, and bother, I suppose I shall purtify and don appropriate bein’ about the public attire.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Rainy last night, so today is “OMG” levels of humidity. sigh I’m so tired of this!
FYI - Baked teriyaki chicken last night was delicious. Perfectly cooked, but the skin could’ve been a little crispier. So I guess I have that in my pocket now. Hell, I might have a thigh for breakfast.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off today. And wall to wall hockey. 
ugh Why do I always wake up around six in the ayem on weekends? Didn’t set up the coffee last night, so I’m having a cuppa warmed-over joe from yesterday while the fresh coffee is brewing.
FairyChatMom Yep, you’re right on the song. Thank goodness one of us knows what they are doing. Of course now that song will be stuck in my head all day and I don’t look forward to explaining why I’m humming it to a 3yo. 
In my case it’ll be dealing with high pollen warnings-plus UV levels if any of us smart alecks dare to try to play outside in the yard. Hats, goopy sunscreen here we come.
This morning I learned that you’re not allowed to surround a word, such as ‘ugh’, with asterisks on this board. If you do, the word is made italic. I suppose if I wanted to ‘ugh’ or ‘sigh’, I could type [asterisk]ugh[asterisk] or [asterisk]sigh[asterisk]. But the old way was easier.
I’ve always used angle brackets for things like that.
I know you’ve said you’re a lousy cook, but you know that you can cut the meat off the bones and THEN stir fry, right?