I built a beef-veggie-noodle soup that smells yummerrific!! It’s done cooking, so when it cools, some will be bagged for the freezer and some will go in a container for supper tonight. I want some now, but I’ll wait, because it’ll be better if it sits a while. I invited daughter to stay for supper - we shall see if she does.
FCD had a bad night - his parents’ spare bed isn’t all that comfortable. He said he’ll call me later.
Meanwhile, I need to think about lunch for the toddlersaurus.
Worked the irregs for a bit, the it was up to the table, down to the slide, up to the table, down to the slide.
[Mr. Miyagi]doggo-san, Up. Down. Up. Down.[/Mr. Miyagi[/b]
Also I learned how to fix the screwed up Staples labels. You reprint in Twilight*, not preload.
How bout something in a nice shade of Red?
*Non sparkly
Hey nuts you feeling any better?
This warmed my stiff, cold heart. Offering without even making you ask … how kind. May blessings be upon his day.
I scooped a litter box, shook out one of the floor rugs, and started a load of laundry. Tossed out a bit of trash, too.
Piddly little stuff to avoid the Big, Scary Things That Need Doing while pretending to be productive, so I can pat myself on the back and reward myself while ultimately not getting anything important accomplished.
Afternoon, mumpers! I’m sure I meant to come in here and post something yesterday, but the day obviously got away from me. It’s always like that at the start of term, more so this year with all the extra botherations going on.
flyboy so sorry to hear about the bike, especially the amount of needless damage done to it. Will you get it fixed and ride it again, or scrap it and say a fond farewell?
Nut hope you’re feeling better today and don’t have The Thing.
Dots big hugs to you, just 'cos.
Mooooom hope FCD has a good trip and the outlaws can be persuaded to see reason. It’s not so bad up north, right?
Today has been a mixed bag of a day. I got a package this morning from my boss, she sent me a bottle of tequila! Yay! But I woke up with a very sore and watering eye. Boo! Hope it’s not another ulcer, although I do have some out of date eye drops that I can use. I’ve been using generic irritated eye stuff today and it’s a little better. I’ll have to decide tomorrow whether I need to brave a trip to the eye docs.
Got some other bits and pieces of work done that have bene hanging around for ages, had stern words with one of my minions as he’s being very uncommunicative (amongst other things) and had to warn him that he’s heading for performance management if he’s not careful.
Went to the pub last night and used the fancy new Covid app thing to check-in, they have a 10pm curfew for closing but this particular one decided to throw everyone out at 9pm instead. So home we went…had a couple of beers at home and watched a film instead.
Here endeth the news!
Happy Thorsday!
Beautiful morning at the park. I had to drag Echo out, but we were there for over three hours and I have to irk.
Lawn/fence/bathroom guy is supposed to come over again today. I ordered everything yesterday, however, I found out that sometimes you need a bigger hot water heater with a walk in tub as they hold more water. He thinks I’ll be okay, but he’ll check. I’m not getting a new hot water heater.
Glad you got your bike back FlyBoy. Personally I think vehicle thieves should be treated like horse thieves were back in the day. But then I have little patience for thieves anyway. Years ago my truck of the time was stolen. I got it back, one of my friends found it, one the side of the road and out of gas.
Nope, no patience or tolerance from me for a thief.
Ripple is getting a bit grumpy, probably the prednisone. He doesn’t like his ear cleaner or the drops.
He was good at daycare yesterday, and both of them were wiped out. Echo even curled up on the seat and slept the whole way home. Usually she is whining and smacking me the whole way home because I’m not driving fast enough.
I woke up at 3:30 and couldn’t get back to sleep, so there will probably be a nap sometime today.
Considering they spent many, many years in Indiana and Michigan, they can deal with the more northerly clime. I think they settled in FL because there’s no state income tax, tho they more than make up for it in sales tax and property tax. In Merrylande, if both are over 65 and one or both are disabled, and your income is under $31K, not including social security, you’re exempt from filing. I’m pretty sure they qualify. But who knows if he can persuade them to move. And who knows how long he’ll stay there. Since they watch Fox News, I’m sure he’s ready to come home now!
Just got an email from my mom - she’s not doing Thanksgiving for the family this year because of plague. Which is fine by me. I’ll see if my daughter and SIL want to do a family thing or if they’ll go to his mom’s (where they just graze all day - no big meal.) I may or may not get a turkey. Supposedly turkey breasts were on sale at Food Lion this week,but when I was there, I didn’t see any. I’ll check another day. We like turkey and we don’t feel compelled to only eat it once a year.
Roxy is napping now and I’m enjoying some quiet. That kid is 36" of pure energy!!
It gets better. I went to get the bike this morning. As we were walking out to his garage he said, ‘Do you think it will fire up?’ I told him I hope so, otherwise I’ll have to find a trailer. He asked where I lived, and I told him. He said he has a trailer, and if the bike doesn’t start we could load it up and take it home later.
It did start. Ran like felcagarb, but I made it home.
Hard to say. Since I don’t like broken things, I’ll probably fix it up. I’d already put more into it than it was worth, but it was a birthday present from my late father and has a lot of sentimental value.
In my experience these sorts of things go both ways. Maybe the guy who housed your bike is a true saint who would have done it for anybody. More likely, you were nice to him, prompting him to want to do a nice thing for you, and with each interaction the reciprocity snowballed. I don’t think it was just luck. Maybe you’ve got a new friend for life!
I’ll have to invite him to the brew pub for a pint or two.
I am unfamiliar with word, plz to explain?
Laundry is hanging in the sunshine, so at least I have clean work shirts. Really wanna pull the sheets and wash those, too, but really donwanna put on new ones.
U.P.S. dropped off an unexpected package from my mother, who hasn’t spoken to me since her tantrum over my “lying” to her about Monkey (you gotta ride the crazy train to get the logic, it’s not worth it) so I need to open that & send her some sort of perfunctory “thank you” text message, setting off a chain of unwanted communication.
We’ve done this dance a time or three.
Also need to pop over to the “narcissistic mother” thread, I got a fun post for them!
Now I have another Thing To Do (find out what’s in this shoebox from mom) that I’d rather put off. Betcha those sheets AND that rat tub get dealt with (instead) today!
Probably a typo. He meant “felgercarb,” which is Colonial slang for “crap.” The original Starbuck used the term liberally.
A foggy morning here in SoCal. Mostly burned off by now, but at 6am the back yard was ghostly and quiet. As opposed to the house, where Tango was burning off all his excess energy with the zoomies.
Happy Tomorrow-Is-Friday!
Yeah, it’s been 30+ years since I watched the show.
Well, hell, now I understand less than I did a moment before!
No worries, I’ve got lunch (box/frozen samosas stuffed with peas’n’NOTs) in front of me, and am watching the South Park “Pandemic Special” in what may be the world’s worst escapism. 
The lovely sunshine is slanting through at juuuust the right angle to highlight how badly I need to sweep the floor.
Just washed some dishes, so those need to be put away.
So very many ways to avoid Crappy Stuff!
Update One: Monkey just discovered the hanging sticky fly straps.
Update Two: Monkey just got his first bath/shower.
Itch, itch, itch!
Scratch, scratch, scratch!
It’s the Itchy and Scratchy show!
Except I’m not scratching, as that makes it worse. Last night was rough, but I did sleep some, thanks to Benadryl, which has only a slight effect. I decided not to take prednisone this morning because I’m waiting for a call-back from the doc, and if he decides to see me, the prednisone may cover the symptoms. He’s not in the office today. They’re trying, but it might be tomorrow before I hear from him, the secretary said. If you hear screaming from my direction, it’s because I finally snapped from the itchiness.
swampy, I can’t imagine you becoming an a$$hole. Is such a thing possible? Did it consist mainly of glaring at times and maybe using the occasional cuss word without dollar signs?
flyboy, that was more than a theft, that was an assault on a helpless bike. And your dad gave it to you, which makes it even worse. I’m so sorry.
boofae, what causes the ulcer? I ask for my sister’s sake. She gets recurring corneal blisters, and her eye doc, who’s only been in practice a year, hasn’t given her a clear answer on what’s causing it. It’s pretty painful, though. Sorry you’ve had to go through that and hope your eye heals fast.
Mooooom, if they watch Fox News all the time, I don’t see how they could live with you. Having to listen to that malevolent noise all day may cause you to snap. I hope they’ll consider assisted living. Tell FCD to try the guilt route: If you’re down here and alone, I’m going to worry all the time.
shoe, there should be a line of thank you cards for narcissists. “For all you do…(open card) 'cause it’s all about you.”
MetalMouse, hope the shoulder improves.
I think I’m going to have to stay home today. My jammies are the least-itchy things I own.
They’d have their own TV in their own room, and if they wanted to be with us, they’d be treated to the local news or MSNBC, since FCD prefers that, even tho he recognizes that they’re ever-so-slightly left leaning… 
If they did live here, we’d give them both spare bedrooms and Roxy would nap in our room. But I suspect if they do move here, they’d get a condo or apartment nearby and we’d be their taxi drivers. I’m OK with that.
That is, assuming he can convince them to move.
Update Three: ogawddammit there’s still a sticky spot on his upper belly near his armpit.
Shit!
I LOL’d.
We had six volunteers at the food bank last night. There’s room for nine more, but it is at least an improvement over 3.
Unfortunately, the sort du jour was carrots. They’re surprisingly slow and annoying to bag. And there were three pallets of them to be dealt with - 2500 pounds per.
What’s the fun in that? Sparkles, she needs sparkles! Always room for glitter in home decor. No such thing as too much glitter.
After all he’s done for our flyboy guy I’m betting he has new friends around the globe that would like to stand him for a pint or two. I would.
Perfect! I’ll order a box of 6. Maybe missred could be commissioned to create a special Mumper edition.
Off for middle school taxi duty. Still flip-flopping about whether to try for a flu shot. Yesterday’s frustration has still not worn off.
Sorry ‘bout the itchies, nelliebly. I’m all for comfy pjs as treatment. That and adult beverages of course.
Boo
My sister calls adult beverages “liquid painkiller.” Maybe they’d work for itchies, too. The Benadryl makes me groggy, though. Add alcohol, and I’d probably wake up on the floor, hopefully my own.