Got my teeth cleaned. Had a root canal 5 years ago, never crowned. They made me an appt for 3 weeks to grind it down and temporary crown it. So stressful.
About to have some showers. 40 degrees.
Hugs to you both.
{{{nettie}}}. Hugs to you and Miss Allie.
E-mail is back and functioning so whatever the issue was I guess it’s fixed. At the gym early so l can do my sweaty stuff and rest before doing weights. We’ll see if this plan comes together.
Looks like the couple of freezing nights we had has put my lawn to sleep for the season so can move the mower over to a less-used part of the garage for the next 4 months or so.
Have read all to date but will forbear comment until I can get of the phone and back to my computer. Take care all.
I was on the 100 Table for most of the sort, briefly loading on the 100 North, then over to the 100 Slide. The Supreme Shouting Officer was shouting at the one FT Sup, because a couple of package cars left late(probably 200 Bottom Green and Bottom White. It’s kinda impossible to load a 900 piece set in less than 3 1/2 hours).
J: “I hope they have a plan for Christmas.”
Me: “Probably just the Supreme Shouting Officer shouting at everybody.”
I stopped at Aldi and picked up meatballs for tomorrow’s tortellini and meatballs.
I guess all Ziva needed to get her to come out of her shell was a giant wood eating dog.
{{{{Sensei}}}}
Time travel? Mirror Universe version of the tablet(check for a goatee)?
Well, I was right to skip that meeting. I talked to a woman who was there and she said it was basically mayhem, with everyone talking at once and bitching about the new fees. Glad we didn’t go.
Before he moved in, she’d often come out in the evening and crawl into my lap. Maybe she misses lap time?
Well, the companionway doors have had the teak on the outside stripped of all of the peeling Cetol, and both the outside surfaces and the the not-terrible indoor surfaces have been sanded to 220 grit smoothness. Tomorrow, we’ll go over everything with 320 grit, then apply the first coat of Cetol. it requires 24 hours between coats, so it’ll take the better part of a week to get it all done. The platform will be done at the same time. We’re getting there.
I’m thinking I want to go out for supper, but I’m not sure where. Must cogitate…
Wow. Boo fae, that is inexcusable, and the fault lies with the judge. The judges I worked for would have declared a mistrial based on a grossly inaccurate time estimate for trial and excused those poor jurors. Try again, kidz. I’m sorry your colleague and his employer were made to endure that!
Sticky, I hope things become much less blah soon.
swampy, thanks. 
As for the big spider, so far it hasn’t put in a reappearance. Enjoy those frozen turkey dinners! And is there something wrong with sitting on the sofa eating bonbons and watching soap operas? 
hippie, I will keep good thoughts for Sunflower. I hope it makes all the difference for her.
Hugs to you, Sensei. May things improve soon.
Not getting paid during service is generally considered a hardship to be excused. At least in the jurisdiction where I worked, the only times I saw a judge continue a juror with that situation was if the trial was on the same day and only of a half-day’s duration. The person had already had to come to the court to report for service, so they weren’t out any additional pay. Our judges also regularly contacted employers individually to encourage them to offer at least a couple days of paid time for jury service to their employees. The personal touch was effective. I hope you managed to get a bike ride in with your husband!
LOL, metal mouse, I do recall you have that particular aversion! I hope I didn’t trigger anything. There was a time when I was much the same, but living in the woods has cured me of all manner of phobias. That said, I won’t be responsible for my actions if the spider returns and puts one tiny foot on my skin. Glad the email is back up and that the mower can go to its happy place for the season!
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cookie, of course you made the right decision about the meeting. It really couldn’t go any other way, could it? I hope TPTB get the message.
Chilly morning here, started out cloudy and at 36F. Ollie had a nail appointment, so off we went to take care of that. Then home and workers from my local electric co-op needed access to the property to do something with their, umm, poles. That’s done now.
I’ll be busy doing paying work for the rest of the day. Dinner will be either a steak on the grill with roasted potatoes and asparagus if I’m feeling ambitious enough to fuss with charcoal, and defrosted chili I made a few weeks ago with cilantro and cheese if I’m not. Nothing to bark about either way, but tasty enough.
Have a delightful Tuesday, everyone!
Nellie, whenever I read Phoenix, I remember the doofus in the TV ad who wanted to send a package to “Puh-HO-nix.”
(((((Nettie))))) That’s never an easy thing to go through.
Mrs. Nott is a classy dame. She wears hats, as do I. When her customers on Poshmark saw her wearing a Yves St. Laurent bucket hat during one of her shows, they started calling her The Hat Lady. They even started sending hats to her. She has more hats than will fit in the front closet, so she bought a hat tree, a contraption taller than me with wire domes on little wire arms.
On another note, I was mistook the other day when I said my nephew bought a Ford Ranger. It’s a Ford Explorer, bigger than a Ranger, with a 3rd row of seats. He brought it over, and we gave it a suitable round of ooohs and aaahs.
RIP Princess Allie (October 2010 - 18 November 2025). She passed late morning. So far as I can tell, she was in no pain, and DH and I had spent much time yesterday and today reassuring her we love her and have been very glad to have her in our family.
Here’s a picture of her in her prime, IIRC taken fall of 2012, not very long after we moved into our current apartment:
We’ll see you when it’s our turn to cross the Bridge, Allie.
Oh, that hurts so much! 
what a gorgeous girl. i’m so sorry.
As much as we’re going to miss her after nearly 14 years, apparently the UCDS did know what it was doing when we met that stray kitten a few weeks ago who promptly started trying to claim us, since we can now keep her and stay within our pet limit.
We’re now trying to come up with a name for the little one (ca. 3-4 months old). I’m thinking something vaguely spice-related, since she’s a feisty little one, but we’ve already ruled out Ginger as just too cliche for an orange girl. We also don’t want to use a name too close to previous pets to avoid confusion and allow individuality.
Hey, it’s Tuesday, and I’m not behind yet. Will wonders never cease?
One of my daughter’s cats is very ill. He’s the big, pouffy nebelung so like JtC’s GG: sweet, funny, but not that bright. He’s lost a bunch of weight quickly, and the vets discovered he has diabetes. Now he has a high fever and is very lethargic. He’s only. 10 years old. It’ll crush her if he doesn’t make it, even with the calico cat to help comfort her. Damn. It’s been a bad week for cats.
As I was getting into bed last night, I stepped on something crinkly. Ah, the duck toy the dogs loved yesterday. This morning I discovered a small squirrel toy under the bed. They’re happy little reminders.
A clarification: there’s no honey in the apple cakes. It’s honey whiskey that’s in the cakes and in the glaze. I really should call them something else. The original recipe was just called “apple cake.” Maybe I should stick with that. And swampy, the pound cake sounds next-level nummy. So does Tater’s Num Yum cake. (And I love that name!)
nettie, I’m so sorry about Allie. You mentioned her often in your posts, and I know she was dearly loved.
Phone.
awww.
koritza is russian for cinnamon… a good name for the wee orange girl in my picture by my name.
cinnamon or paprika? perhaps saffron? cassia is a type of cinnamon.
I thoroughly disagree.
I bet his heart was bursting with pride, standing there watching you.
Does it have circles & arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one?
Dafuq? Did you marry an alien?
It’s Taco Tuesday!
That’s heartwarming.
Thank you.
Orange girls are uncommon, so maybe a name that reflects her rarity?
Ooh, I like “Cassia!”
I am so sorry about the lovely Allie @Seanette she was beautiful and much loved.
Giving Monkey (who is currently sacked out on my thigh with my kneecap for a pillow 
) some extra scritches in her memory.
I heard the sound of mostly silence from the other room, faint munching. I go to investigate. She’s chewing on a drywall screw. I dunno where she got it from, nor where red frisbee went, that’s the fun really floppy one. Prolly under a couch.
Ms Peach has discovered the joys of flomping down atop a heat register, altough she hasn’t gotten it that if you pile a rug on top it doesn’t work so well.
Thank you. It is much more inconvenient for them than for me. They are worried and stressed over food, I’m just filling out forms online. While food stamp requirements differ somewhat between the states, all of the federal rules apply everywhere and I can advise them somewhat as to what they need to do next.
I did four applications today, the library ladies have been super helpful. They even moved desks and such around so I can sit facing the person I’m helping. Sitting side by side isn’t helpful, they don’t understand what they are seeing (DOS, WV still uses DOS commands) and the language barrier is still with me so they need to be able to watch me talking, just like I need to be able to see them.
Priorities are so very important!
I once served on a three day jury with someone who did NOT want to be there. It was horrible, he made it very clear that he wasn’t happy and did everything he could to delay going into the court room until the judge threatened him with contempt. Then he told us all that the guy was guilty and he wasn’t going to bother deliberating over it.
It would have been better for everyone if that jerk had been sent home.
nellie, my advice for jury duty is to bring a heavy jacket! If you don’t need it, fold it up and sit on it, those seats get pretty hard after a while.
That’s a very good point!
The Hatfields also make wine and we saw some of their bottles at the gift shop. No whiskey or moonshine, the State Parks system bottles their own.
When we were there today, I got a Sangria slush to go. You can buy drinks to go in WV, but you cannot take your half finished drink with you. No open containers allowed past the doors. You also cannot put a straw in your drink before leaving because that is also considered to be an open container.
Not at the distillery! The Hatfields are outlaws, born and bred! She defiantly puts bendy straws in the to go drinks as she passes them across the counter! (It helps that they know that Hubs is the Designated Driver and I am the Designated Drunk.)
I just ordered a needlepoint xmas ornament to start for xmas 2026. I don’t like malls and I don’t really like shopping for inspiration. Plus, I don’t like people so I learned that if I want to avoid all of that stuff, plan and ship early.
I hope you are feeling better now, I’m sure the gloomy day didn’t help.
Brave kitty and good dog! Do keep an eye out, cause wolfhounds will chase if anything prey shaped runs.
I hope Roxy enjoys her new bike and doesn’t break another bone. I never broke a bone bicycle riding, I just lost a lot of skin, but many of my childhood friends did. It was usually the right wrist from trying to hold themselves up when falling.
Fingers crossed for positive results and a fast recovery.
That’s so sad, phobias always are imho.
I lost my chocolate crinkle cookie recipe this year. Twenty years of notes and smudges gone in a careless moment. I have one that is close to what I remember and have been messing around with it, but I’ll never be able to recreate it 
I also miss having co-workers to eat leftover cake or cookies. I used to work with a bunch of vultures, they would see me carrying a box in the parking lot and would run over to “help” carry it in.
I am very jealous of your wife. I also like and wear hats, but only have five and my favorite is falling apart.
She was beautiful. I’m sure she knew she was loved.
Eureka…ish. I’ve decided on a plan. Now I just have to decide if the $1500 I’d have to pay extra for the auto-injectors is worth not being tethered to the clinic to get stucked. My sister thinks it is, but she has more money than I do, plus my Part D deductible is tripling. I’ve decided to sleep on it and hope an answer presents itself tomorrow.
I forgot to mention this earlier, but I noticed the shiny dog, Z. has a bare patch of skin waaaay up on a foreleg. I asked my son. He said the vet told him that it was a scar from a rope burn. Whoever had her first must have kept her tied up 24/7. People who abuse their pets infuriate and disgust me. My late black lab arrived with a four-inch gash on her shoulder that had been stitched with 20 lb. test weight fishing line and 2 kinds of worms. The people who had her were going to shoot her. Our first dog had been beaten and was starved to almost nothing. There are way, way too many abused critters.
and you get bonus points for knowing that reference, young as you are.
Who. Powerful nose, strong teeth!
Is she a good frisbee player? I could imagine her making spectacular jumps. The frisbee my lab loved best was made of rawhide. I didn’t let her gnaw on it, but the only way I could get her to give it back was to exchange it for a Milk Bone.
The rest of my food stamps came in!