I read this as ankylosaurus, moved on to the next tab, thought “Wait…”, and was disappointed on rereading that you didn’t have an armored dinosaur on your roof…
Damn them no working ears! A friend I volunteer with cannot hear well. He is a very helpful and valued member of our group. We were working in the concessions at a basketball game. I was trying to teach him how to make funnelcake, it is loud because of background noise and lots of people talking, plus the ballgame going on, down the hall. I never got him to understand me. I just kept making them and he was my helper. I am hoping he was watching and learning. I hope!
Two possible explanations:
- Stupidity.
- The same reason banks will, when receiving a pile of movements for your account, do the debits before the credits: that increases the probability of charging you extra fees.
Spending the week in the US, but it’s only 3 days so I’m not trying to adjust my internal clock. Had a training session yesterday after what would normally be my bedtime. It’s amazing how difficult it can be to pronounce “clipboard”. clipboard clipboard clipboard…
We had a piece of ours shear off during the “bomb cyclone” a few weeks ago. It came off in three pieces. One is in the backyard, one is in the back part of the driveway against my neighbor’s fence, and the other piece in another neighbor’s backyard.
We got a reasonable quote from a local roofing company. The catch is that we have to bring all three pieces to them. Our gable is rather long and our car is small, so I’m having visions of flappy wings with all three pieces sticking out of the windows.
Well, Max is now home and he’s going through hell coming out of the anesthesia. Explosive diarrhea, for one. He kept my husband up all night. There are trails of paper towels all over the carpet. At one point he tried to go upstairs to be with me (he was supposed to stay downstairs with hubby), almost fell down the stairs (hubby caught him), and exploded again once he reached the room. That would explain all the paper towels I stumbled over when I woke.
Now he’s curled up in his chair sound asleep. Hubby is the same upstairs. Now I have to get ready for work and I’m going to wake him up in the process 
Truly sorry about puppy struggles, Kiz.
I’ve been having those problems again. The ones that feel hormonal, but my gynecologist told me could not possibly be hormonal because I’m on the pill, so she wouldn’t do blood work.
I just got my lab results back from the urologist and I have very low estrogen, very low testosterone and my sex hormone binding globulin is too high (I don’t know what that means.)
Standard treatment would be to go off the Pill, but I can’t easily do that without inviting a world of pain. So I feel like I’m stuck in a Catch-22.
And I want to stuff these lab results up my gynecologist’s ass.
Hm, discuss a change to a different med? I had been on seasonale/seasonique/WTF it was called and got shifted to norethindrone, which halted the menstrual cycle in its little painful tracks. I know it is a slightly different med from most BC pills, so maybe it won’t have those effects? I know there are a bunch of pill options now that we didn’t have before.
I’m on Seasonique now. I tried about 15 things before I found what worked - monophasic continuous BC.
I’m tempted to just go off it and see what happens. After my miscarriage in 2014, I was off BC for almost a year and I didn’t have a period for that entire year. I asked the urologist if this was normal, and she said, ‘‘No.’’ She speculated that it was theoretically possible that my D&C to remove the fetal tissue had caused uterine scarring.
That seems unlikely to me. Makes me wonder if I’m in premenopause or something.
The urologist is trying to keep me on the pill because of how it has been historically critical to my health, but she did tell me, ‘‘If this (topical hormone) doesn’t work, we have more tricks up our sleeve’’ so maybe when I visit her again in March, we will have a conversation about medication options. Since I was mostly there for pelvic pain, we never even had a conversation about the hot flashes, nausea and excessive fatigue that my gynecologist said were ‘‘just stress.’’ Maybe once I describe these symptoms to my urologist she will have some ideas.
We are moving tomorrow. Please pray for me.
Movers are scheduled for 8am. Steve and his kitten are already locked up in their cage. I’m not going to even try to get them in carriers. We did that last time and it didn’t work out very well. They are moving in their cage this time.
I have 5 carriers scattered around to try to trick the cats into thinking that carriers are just more boxes-they are already used to living with boxes all over the place. Like that’s going to work, as soon as I put the grabs on the first one, 2 of the others are going to scatter. I’m going to shut the kitchen door while they are getting breakfast so I have them confined to 1 room. Lucky will be easy, blind cats don’t run.
Hounds will be fine. As long as they are together, nothing can harm them.
My BB is safely out of the way*. I think I’ve planned for everything.
That means that the 1 thing that I didn’t plan for is going to trip everything up. While I sound and act all confident and stuff, I’m a wreak. I just know this is going to be a disaster.
*no, I haven’t drugged him and locked him in the basement, he’s dealing with an evil oil guy issue 3 states away. If he was here, I was planning on using the drugs for myself!
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Poor Spice, have a nice glass of wine and relax.
I’ll be thinking of you tomorrow, flatlined. I wish I had a video of me and my hub chasing one cat through the house so you could have a good laugh. I did find out one thing though. If I put the boy cat in the carrier, he mews so pathetically that his sister will come to see what is wrong and I can then snatch her up and put her in her carrier. So far this has worked but as we know it’s only a matter of time before they figure it out and find another way to mess with us. Anyhow you are the best cat wrangler I’ve ever heard of so I know you’ll be fine. Come in when you can and let us know how it went.
Do Steve and his kitten ever curl up together? If so, I want to see a picture. More than one if possible, because I bet it’s adorable. 
I’m sure things will go well tomorrow. And if they don’t, I’m sure there’s a nearby liquor store.
I am so goddamned tired of being the only one to do anything remotely resembling chores in this house. Why am I the only one to see to think of everything, do everything?
That sounds like a good plan.
I’ll make positive waves.
Really, Etsy seller, I’m sorry it hurts your ratings that I opened a case about my unfilled order. Except, I wouldn’t have had to open a case if you’d responded to my messages, asking politely when you thought you’d be shipping the items. “It doesn’t make me send your items faster,” you say, but I wasn’t demanding that you ship right this minute. Just wanted a ballpark estimate and some freaking communication.
passes the wine
Max is nearly back to his own self after a 24-hour bout with the anesthesia leaving his system. OMG, the poor guy. My poor carpet/kitchen floor/upstairs carpet – there was no way to get him outside quickly enough in any case. I spent all of yesterday afternoon in scrub mode.
He’s on a soft diet b/c of the surgery, so we had to buy that special GI food from our vet. Max can eat it without issue if it’s soaked long enough to become gruel. He can’t understand why he cannot have his usual jerky treats. I have to find something softer for him.
Our other dog, meanwhile, is giving Max a very wide berth. She witnessed most of the accidents so she’s playing up the “But I’m a good girl!” thing.
Depends. Are you randomly casting about for things to do, then doing them and getting angry that others aren’t doing them, or finding things and then telling other people to do them. Because either one of those gets really old fast.
Why don’t people in your house have assigned chores?
When did this abomination begin? This is on top of every single word that ends in an “s” having an apostrophe and three cases of “whom” being used in the nominative case.
How are they with the reflexive case (“Please direct responses to myself” sort of thing)?
People who use “myself” instead of “me” should be shot.