I didn’t know refrigerators had expiration dates.
You should’ve gotten a Samsung.
My SUV is new bought it in July '17. It is the shop again (4th) for what’s shaping to be a minor issue with the electronics. If you turn on the heater the volume on the radio goes low and won’t turn up. So it’s freeze or not hear tunes. Stupid Ford. I saw the dealer who sold me the car and he came running up and asking, “How’s your Escape doing, dontcha love it??”. So I let loose on him, I expressed every issue I have had since buying it, he started to try and back away and I followed him into the show room with my list of grievances. I almost felt sorry for him, but he asked, after all. One good thing, the service manager over heard some of this and walked up and asked me several pointed questions, he thinks part of the computerized something-or-another doo-hickey may be defective. He is gonna run a diagnostic on it. See it pays to be a squeaky wheel sometimes. Yay, for my big mouth!!
We used to get a lot of wolf spiders in our old house. I guess that’s to be expected when your back yard butts up against a big field. I remember my stepdaughter coming down the stairs one morning and yelling at the top of her lungs “Oh my God that’s the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in my life!” And yeah, it was pretty big. I opened the front door and ushered him out. I’d rather have spiders than roaches any day!
Thanks all confirming that my (former) doctors office does indeed suck. I spend so much time wondering if its me with the unrealistic expectations. I do have good insurance and can go somewhere else and a good friend recommended his doctors who he says are awesome. I just have to ovary up (heh) and call them. I might need to borrow a few because mine are somewhere in the vicinity of my rib cage just thinking about. Stooopid anxiety.
My rant for today is why my above friend continues to scare the living bejeebus out of his wife and us. His wife had to rush home from work to take him to the hospital last night because he had a head ache so bad he was having blurred vision. My friend has many health problems so every one scares us more. He is only 44 and has been dealt a bad case of genetics and circumstances. My husband and I are super close to this couple so we went to the ER to support them and didn’t get home until 1230 am and had to get up at the crack of ass (aka 0430). I have absolutely no regrets for going and would do it again in a heart beat. I dont even mind the sleep deprivation. I just hate watching them go through this. He can’t maintain either steady schooling or a job because of health crisis after health crisis. He would if he could. His wife works retail as much as possible but can only get in so many hours per company policy. He was discharged after a couple of hours and diagnosed with migraines after a myriad of tests including a lumbar puncture (shudder). I actually got to watch that with hiswife and I will NOT be signing up for that any time soon. Glad he is home and safe and feeling much better today, but yeah that sucked for them.
That’s an easy one. Loading and starting a dishwasher is such tedious drudgery that, having accomplished it, you are entitled to a nice snack. Maybe a freshly cut slice of that sharp cheddar cheese you’ve been saving since Christmas (thanks for having that delivered, MIL!). On second thought, that cheese would make a superb grilled cheese sandwich, so, out come the butter knife to butter the bread, and a skillet onto the stovetop. And what’s a grilled cheese sandwich without a nice hot bowl of tomato soup? Let me just get this saucepan out, and dump in a can of Campbell’s tomato soup. I’ll need a wooden spoon to stir in the milk, and a bowl and soup spoon to eat it with, plus a ladle to serve it.
HEY, HONEY? I’M MAKING A SNACK! YOU WANT A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH AND A BOWL OF TOMATO SOUP? NO, IT’S NOT TROUBLE AT ALL! YOU WANT A GLASS OF MILK WITH THAT? OKAY, IT’LL BE READY IN ABOUT TEN MINUTES, I’LL GIVE YOU A HOLLER!
Thirty minutes later, the dishwasher is on its first rinse cycle, and the kitchen sink is occupied by: a saucepan, a butter knife, two soup bowls, two salad plates, two soup spoons, two glasses, a cheese wire, a ladle, and a wooden spoon. If the skillet is properly seasoned, it doesn’t go into the sink; just wipe it out with a paper towel, and put it away.
That was eerily accurate.
oh, you watch “Old People Agree with Arnold Palmer” too?
actually I’ve been on senior care/groups lists since I was 15 because the state of ca and social security decided that anyone who was getting ssi/ssa/retirement due to disability can get Medicare
I’ve spent hours on the phone telling them I don’t qualify for their stuff/programs because of my age …
Now that AARP has noticed you, you will never get away.
Ditto. I get calls every day, letting me know of all the free stuff I can get, like hoverounds, hearing aids, etc. I get Medicare by virtue of being on dialysis. I quit trying to tell them I don’t need their stuff, but still the calls come. Now I either don’t answer, or just hang up.
How are you doing these days, MissTake?
My ex has decided she’s got the religion, and is having my 8 year-old son baptised against my wishes.
Which is fucking infuriating, because while he has no idea what he’s doing, she knows exactly what fuck she’s doing.
Typo still correct. 
I had to read that about 9 times in order to see it!
I cut an onion up in a small dice for a recipe. I started weeping immediately. I put the onion in a ziplock. In the fridge. Cleaned up the board and knife. I washed my hands several times. I have a stainless steel bar that purportedly gets smells off your hands. Doesn’t work. This is the most pungent onion I’ve encountered lately. I had to take the half full trash bag outside. I sprayed febreeze and lit a candle. I am still weeping several hours later. I went out with the dogs for an hour or so, it got better. I came back in the smell nearly knocked me over. Sprayed febreeze again, wash the sink out again.i decided it’s better so I opened the fridge to get a water. Holy Hell it smelt like onion city. Took the baggie of onion out to an old fridge we have in the carport and came back in. So guess what, it’s 10pm and I am cleaning the fridge with baking soda. I am thinking about breaking out the vinegar. And, oh, I am still weeping. Why do I have to live?
Are you sure it isn’t just the smell stuck in your nose?
I don’t know. But this shit is killing me. I think the fridge is cured of the offense. I just took a shower and held my face in warm water. I am even scrubbed my hands with deorderant soap. I think I have killed the smell on me.
Oh, shit. I really hope you can come to a place* where you say “Hey, it’s not like anything magical is going to happen, so if I don’t believe in it, then it’s harmless, and I’m going to spend the time thanking all the gods that she’s an ex.”
*like a friend of mine in a similar situation… but she’s the mom and they’re actually happily married (with a few major differences, but they’re talking them out… like this one). She’s rolling her eyes and muttering “No harm, no foul. No harm, no foul…”
Is it possible that you were an onion in a past life, an through an incredibly implausible series of events and coincidences, the onion you were chopping was descended directly from a seed you produced?
You gotta admit, the notion lends a new and poignant dimension to the term “an old family recipe”…
Beckdawrek, I’ve had “overly smelly onion” issues before. In my experience the older the onion, the more pungent it is. Ditto garlic. The aroma doesn’t bother me but it bothers me knowing other people and my dogs will probably recoil from it. There’s really nothing you can do about it AFAIK except wash yourself.
The other thing you could try the next time was recommended to me by a hypersensitive-to-odor friend: Peel the onion and briefly run it under cold water before cutting it. The water supposedly suppresses the odor. I can’t verify this myself because I’ve never tried it, but it couldn’t hurt.
THIRD NOR’EASTER OF THE YEAR HAS STARTED IN EARNEST. We’re now in the “blizzard warning” area. 16-20" by the time it’s over late tonight. It rained for a bit before the snow started so the snow’s the wet and heavy type. If the temperature drops the world will be an ice skating rink underneath it all and we didn’t realize we ran out of ice melt until late last night :headdesk: