jtc, it must have taken a lot of cat cuddle time to get over that insanity. i hope there is an easy fix for your shoulder.
i am meeting free this week!! nothing ‘til sunday. whew!
today is changing times and calendars in the office. so many non connected clocks.
onward to thanksgiving!
Besides the actual acolytes in the Catholic church, secular acolytes are loyal followers of a political or other leader, as a figure of speech.
Fed, puzzled and exercised. Nice and sunny today.
Yesterday’s visit with daughter and niece was nice. The two of them only met once back in 2009 and enjoyed getting to know each other. Took the niece to lunch later.
My daughter let slip the alarming news that my eldest son is Republican. I had no idea - which may be a good thing, as it likely means he’s not a fringe lunatic. She said that he’s not a Trumper, which is also a good thing, but I’m shocked that he is a righty, given the politics he grew up around. I’m not going to bring it up with him, as I don’t want to start a feud, but I’m disappointed. If he turns out to be a Trumper, I’ll disown him; seriously.
Car has been dropped off. I came prepared for 2-3 hours, when they said it would be 5-6 I took them up on the ride home and will stay encamped here until they call. So a lot of Moanday stuff may get shuffled off too later in the week. Meanwhile I’ll get the heavyweight comforter out of the back closet and install it on my bed and maybe do some other house chores (who am I kidding, I’ll be sitting at the computer for the next 4 hours). Couldn’t make it to Jersey Mike’s for the usual #3 sub so settled for a couple bacon sammiches.
JtC, glad your out of the Big House, but not good news on the arm injury, guess you won’t be pitching for the Dodgers next year…
Guilty as charged, ma’am.
And back to internettin’. One of the folks riding back home from the dealership recommended a You Tube site that has instructional videos on how to sedt up things on a Palisade Hybrid, so need to check that out. Take care all.
Egad, JaneTheCane, it sounds like you’re looking at potator cuff surgery, or something. Is that your cane arm?
I suppose the Brits wore out all the “Fawk all you guys” puns centuries ago.
My watch died the other day, so I got a new one. I haven’t yet taught this one all my pill-time alarms, so there’s that to do. Parkinson’s Disease gives you a lot of pill times.
A light Monday. Which was a good thing, because I was loading, but spent an hour anna half on the sort table. I did my Aldi run after work, $32 since I only needed rice, potates, and nuts. I’ve had my oatmeal(apples, cinnamon, brown sugar, and Agostora bitters), and Spot’s had his dry, flavorless bits. The rain has cease. Time for a nap.
And as far as celebrating, it’s Roomie’s birthday today. 
This.
A hockey friend of mine got diagnosed a month ago, and now she’s going into hospice. I hope your friend has a better outcome.
{{{{sticky and friend}}}}
'shrooms. And welcome back
< smacks Herald with wet e-trout >
You could always watch Independence Day and Mars Attacks! for some vibes.
I heard more Latin at Mass as an adult(OK, a large child-like creature 
) than I did as a kid.
I suppose I’m Spot’s acolyte, then.
Hope it’s not too involved. Boo to the cops of jailing you, but yay for adding dissident cred to your superhero cred.
Remember, remember the Second of November
the cane treason and plot…
Dagnabbit. Hope you don’t have to wait too long to see the Ortho guy. And I’m glad you’re out - but disappointed in those who put you in. 
Happy birthday to FCD and doggio’s Roomie.
Worked, did laundry (still drying) and had tortellini and green beans for dinner. Might go open up a can of vanilla cinnamon hemp seeds for an after-dinner snack. And I forgot to have a beverage. Need to rectify that.
I made a quick run to Food Lion, the credit union, and CVS - all within visual distance of each other, so not a major trek. I scored a nice, used hunk of London Broil which has been divided into 3 pieces, vacuum-sealed, and tucked in the freezer. I also picked up a piece of Red Velvet cake for FCD’s b-day. I figure the two of us will share it and its calories. It’s his birthday, dammit!!!
He’s in his shop, the dog is outside, too, so I’m going to have some quiet crochet time.
It’s a concert week (symphony), so I’ll be busy. Skipping tonight’s rehearsal (chamber chorus) because I can miss one rehearsal per concert. That will help a little.
I’m glad we got the kittens, but sometimes I also wonder what we got ourselves into. This morning I was making a smoothie; I put a measuring cup in the sink and Ash jumped up to lick it off, and while I was dealing with that, Hazel jumped up behind me and went straight for the smoothie cup. Dealt with her: rinse and repeat. They also ate a chunk of my bread last night.
What would have happened had old Guy not been stopped?
Happy Moanday! Between dogs and the worst migraine in years, I haven’t been able to check in. I shall skip further mention of the dogs and any mention of my back.
The big excitement last week for me was that I heard such loud pounding, I went to the peephole to make sure it wasn’t on my door. It was the door across the hall, the one belonging to the matriarch of a very large, LOUD and loving Hispanic family. And it was guys in black uniforms. I was afraid it was ICE, but one turned, and I saw his uniform said he was city police. They pounded twice more, yelling that they were the police, but nobody answered, so they drove away in a city police car. I have no idea what that was about, especially because it was in the morning, and there hadn’t been any loud music in a few days. I hope everyone’s OK.
My daughter was an acolyte for two years at our Catholic Church. She loved it. My brother was an acolyte clear back when they were called altar boys. They were supposed to pour just a small amount of wine into the chalice, as it was a populous parish (14+ Masses every Sunday), so priests often had to say 3-5 masses per Sunday. Sometimes they’d deliberately pour in more than they were supposed to, and the priest would mutter at them.
JtC, I’m appalled and angry that you got arrested. As always, I salute your courage and determination, but since when is standing on the sidewalk near the capitol in handmaiden garb a crime?
I hope your doc can get you in to see an ortho guy sooner rather than later. It sounds like that shoulder is a mess. Gotta get you back to doing the Power to the People salute with either arm!
Happiest of Birthdays to FCD!
So you recited God’s phone number every week? (Reference to old Catholic school joke.)
That is wild! I looked it up and discovered he was from Lebanon. I wonder if he really backed Trump or if it was strictly a business decision.
I hope you find some good ones! I’m too cowardly to go mushroom hunting. I just know I’d pick some chanterelle look-alikes that would poison everyone.
That’s crazy. Our parish choir probably had more girls than boys. The choirs were always comprised of school children. Was your Church a Shaker-Catholic hybrid, a Shakelic?
There’s more, but I need to vote and get it in the ballot box before they come and pick up the ballots.
Love the title of the new MMP, Boo fae!
Hmm, celebrating this week… nothing in my own life, so I’ll join in the celebrations of FCD’s and doggio’s roomie’s birthdays. 
sticky buns, I am sorry your friend has reached this stage in her battle. Just excruciating for everyone involved, most of all your friend. I wish you both strength as you help her carry on.
Did you happen to take any pics you can share, yankers? I know it’s a bit of a pain in the arse to post them, but I’d sure love to see some weird petroglyphs! Have fun on your fishing trip. 
You’re not having your best year, are you, JtC? I hope you find a good Ortho and it somehow turns out to be less of a difficult fix than you have currently been led to understand. Failing bodies just suck. 
Nah, you wouldn’t. Chanterelle look-alikes will make you sick, but they won’t kill you. And if you’ve seen bona fide chanterelles (as I’m sure you have!) it’s all but impossible to confuse them with the faux variety. The similarities are superficial, and you’re much too careful.
Your migraine is better now, I hope?
A rainy day here with much more of it in the forecast. A good day to knock out some work tasks, so I did. Now thinking about making a meat loaf for dinner tonight and sandwiches another day.
Ollie is recovering from his every-other-day medicated bath. It’s my latest effort to address his itchy skin. The Cytopoint injections and Apoquel don’t seem to help at all. I have to leave the shampoo on him for 10 minutes after lathering, so that’s fun for us both. But wonder of wonders, it seems to help. I’m encouraged enough to keep it up.
This is what currently constitutes excitement in my gripping life.
Hope everyone has the best week they can!
I finally made carbonara with pancetta instead of bacon. Big difference in flavor. I’ve never seen guanciale in a local butcher shop, either here or in Portland, but this must be a decent substitute.
So, the 5+ hour car work only turned out to be a little more than 2 hours, so I Uber’ed back over there (my choice, they would have picked me up, but Uber was faster). The new running boards look neat and gives my foot something to do that it is used to. Gave them sums of money and then drove to do my shopping and samimich routine–but got a ‘giant’ size sammich to take home so I could have something pre- and post games. Came home and booked two soccer games tonight (both as a sideline ref) and then collected some mail stuff and some laundry stuff and my gym bag and took off again. Mail and laundry were easy, got to the gym…and I had packed my sweatpants instead of my gym stuff, and by the time I finished cussing myself and made it home, the timing was just not right for both gym exercise and soccer. So home again and have eaten 1/2 of the Jersey Mike sammich with the other half awaiting my return sometime around 9pm tonight.
Just hope I make it through the games, my bladder, after exemplary behavior all weekend is now making me go whenever I stand up after sitting down for awhile, and it is not taking ‘wait a minute’ for an answer. Since I’ll be on my feet for the soccer games and there are restroom next to the field, I am not expecting any ‘emergencies’, but we’ll see.
Knots , never knew you had Parkinson’s, I can imagine the pill routine must be somewhat torturous. Been lucky so far, only two pills a day and both first thing in the morning.
Pavo, kittens are both inqusitive and also have the feline instinct (“what’s mine is mine and yours is mine, too, if I decide it is”). Good luck.
nellie, interesting activity about your place; might have been a noise complaint or maybe something else…
And need to watch a bit of TV (make the Neilsen people happy) before dressing for the evening’s soccer matches. See y’all for the late-night final.
No, just your garden-variety Catholic. I will mention that the men and boy’s choir was kinda famous - they sang at Linda Byrd Johnson’s wedding (I think hers and not her sister’s.) And they were very good. But Mr. Sydnor didn’t want girls because he said they’re too giggly. Of course, mayhaps he didn’t like girls?? Not suggesting anything untoward…
We had pseudo-running board steps put on our truck because it sits high and it was difficult for me to get in. Now I just step veeeeeery carefully because I envision my foot slipping and going between the step and the truck, with a resulting break. 
I’m good at expecting the worst.
Two words - squirt bottle. I absolutely hate cats on my counter. Ziva has never shown any interest, but Taz would get up there once in a while. A little squirt of water would get his attention.
Supper was random but good - FCD had air-fried wings and some fart blossoms (he lurves 'em) and I had the last of the pulled poke with peas-n-carrots, plus some fresh pineapple. We’ll be having celebratory red velvet cake later.
Meanwhile, it’s 5:30 and it’s dark. Dammit.
I so hate the leaving work in the dark thing. Get home and can’t play frisbee with Ms Peach, cuz she can’t see it. Let’s go to full time hour ahead.
Glow in the dark Frisbee?
Today, FedEx put my delivery ON THE PORCH!! And the peasants rejoiced!
Of course, they’re also telling me that another item that left Indianapolis at 6 this morning will be delivered by 8 this evening.
Funny joke, FedEx!
I hope that this is as easily fixed as your cataracts were.
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(Wait…maybe that was Jenny)
Does this tend to happen at cooler temps? If so, that may be the issue. You’re not perspiring as much, plus you body isn’t attempting to rid itself of fluid that it has to keep warm with the rest of your carcass. Just my $.02.
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I could get into my BIL’s truck if there were no running boards. The running board is too high for me to use as a step (only a couple of inches below the door frame) and too far out for me to reach the oh shit bar to help myself in. He made a small wooden step for me to use when I ride with him.. Is it any wonder he’s my favorite BIL?
I went out rambling the neighborhood today. I followed the street that FoodTown and Giant Dollar are on (Victory / Little York) and found another FoodTown and Giant Dollar a mile down the street. They were smaller stores than the first ones, but I think it’s one of those pairings like Ross and Home Goods stores are.
Da Jungle just delivered a package and when I opened the door to get it, Nelson saw an old man (one of my neighbors) walking between my car and the next one and began barking his fool head off. He even went out onto the walkway and made the old man verrrrrrrry cautious. I assured my neighbor that he didn’t bite, but was protecting the car and he just chuckled.
Howdy Y’all! We did not get shorn as OYKW woke up all sinusy and decided to go back to bed with Ben. When he rewoke (is too a word, I just made it up!) the motivation to do so was gone. I must tomorrow, however. One mustn’t have shaggy hair at convention! So we practiced our RDOS skilz. The biiiiiig trash can got hauled all the way back up the driveway to where it lives. Sup got fixed and et and the kitchen cleanded up as well.
JtC yikes about the lockup and the shoulder! Always remember us Mumpers are always characters who can be witnesses.
A stopped clock is right twice a day…
Deliveries here have been odd this week. We got a USPS package delivery yesterday and today one driver brought the mail and stuffed a small package into our box and then later another driver brought us a package. The UPS guy must be taking a day off because his replacement (who also was able to back into our driveway) put our package by the back door, under the carport and the FedEx guy just handed our package to the plumber. (Who left cigarette butts in the driveway. Loud grumbles about that, but not worth calling and complaining. If I see him again, I’ll chew him out instead.)
The sink is no longer leaking and hubs is cranky because he could have fixed it ten years ago.
Back when we were 4-wheeling, I had a cheapo plastic step stool on a piece of cord. I’d toss it out when I was getting down and use the cord to pull it back up when we were leaving.
Sadly, it won’t be. Cataracts are easy, the procedure is common and the recovery is fast.
Had it been the simple little tear like I expected, it would be fairly easy but this is going to take actual surgery and PT and shit.
Well of course you witnessed me smoking weed at the time in question!
I hope OYKW feels better tomorrow. I’ve been hearing many complaints about this winter’s ick.
I don’t care which way we go, lets just make our minds up and go from there.
That teaches them to not get up there when the people are around. Unless they are water loving cats, then it teaches them to jump up to get drinks out of the squirt bottle.
That’s why I always spray my counters down with food safe sanitizer (Star-san) before preparing food. And then I don’t put food on the counters anyhow, I use cutting boards and plates. Because cats are not just jerks, they are sneaky jerks.
I hope you both enjoyed FCD’s birthday cake.
LOLOL!!! Yeah, that’s really encouraging!
J/k, you are right, once one has seen a Chanterelle irl, they won’t fall for the imposters.
Dang about your poor itchy pup. The Best Cat in the World had allergies and would lick himself bloody. The only relief we could give him suppressed his immune system which wasn’t great for a cat that came pre-loaded with FIV. I do hope you can find a better solution for Ollie.
Indeed!
It isn’t. That’s why we got let go that same night. If we weren’t all white, we might not have gotten off so easy.
Honestly, I’ve been expecting this for a while. They want to scare us off and a few of us won’t be back. I will say that carrying a burner phone with only three numbers made them huddle around and discuss how to deal with me - the numbers were called Lawyer, Husband and Catsitter. It was the Lawyer entry that seemed to worry them.
We will be talking to my lawyer tomorrow. I noticed last time we talked that he had a No Hate in My Holler bumper sticker on his truck, now all of us WV folks are idiots.
Just imagine how bad it would be if they didn’t have each other to distract themself most of the time!
I think you did right, cats are colony critters even if they don’t display it like dogs do.
Blushes.
And then laughs
And currently I can only raise my cane to half staff, ain’t no way I could get a good swing up that way!
Plus, it is my needle holding arm. I could have ignored this for years if it wasn’t interfering with my stitching.
There are so many reasons to hate the orange clown and this is a big one. Now is when we need to be united, not disowning family members because they willingly drink the flavoraid. But, what else can you do, its just like any other addiction. Sending peace thoughts your way.
I smelled funny! It took a long hot shower before they thought I was acceptable again. GG cuddled with me most of the night. Sleeping with him is like sleeping with a warm vibrating teddy bear.