Happy Hump Day!
It’s a nice and bright 49 degrees right now, supposed to get up to 60.
My son went with me to drop off the brats at daycare.
Then we went to the carwash, and spent a bunch of money vacuuming up doghair and washing away the crud. I had to spend extra money because the bay I chose would only spray soapy water. We had to go to another bay for the rinse.
Taco Bell made breakfast.
My knee is worse because a few days ago one of the dogs slammed into me while I was sitting on the bench. Then yesterday Echo and Coco were playing as we were leaving. Coco brushed past my sore knee and Echo ran into it. I’m glad I didn’t get knocked down, but it sure hurt like hell.
MetalMouse, most of the stress at the park comes from me being friends with everybody and not wanting to choose a side or hurt anybody’s feelings. Barky’s owner has been a very good friend to me. She is the one who came and got my dogs when my son and I were in the hospital. She is a very good person, and a very nice person, but she needs to control her dog’s barking. I think part of her reluctance to correct the dog is because the dog is a rescue that came from an abusive situation. And, the barking doesn’t bother her at all. The other friend, who is most upset by the barking, is also a good friend. I know he’d do anything for me if I needed help. I think he was offended that I didn’t ask him to take my dogs. He doesn’t have a fenced in yard though, and he has a mess of cats. Not sure how many as he has some indoor cats, but he also TNRs and feeds a bunch of feral cats.
Both are good people in their own way, both are good friends, and I feel stuck in the middle.
My mother is seeing the oncologist tomorrow. Niece1 is taking her, but I got a feeling she wants me to go too. I feel bad, but no, I’m not going. It’s at least a 90-minute drive each way, longer if there is traffic. The oncologist is in downtown Baltimore, which means a lot of walking and my knee would be killing me. I talked with Niece1, it’s not likely to be cancer, but the nodula has to be removed because it is blocking a bile duct. My mother never told me she has jaundice. Then again, her conversations are hard to follow. She never talks in a straight line.
I like okra okay. I wouldn’t go out of my way to get it, but I’ll eat it if it’s in front of me. I don’t like it in soup so much because it gets slimy.
Hot dogs are best with chili, cheese, mustard, and onions. I could do just mustard and onions, have to have the onions though. If they can’t be grilled, then fried is okay. Boiled, microwaved, or on a hot dog maker is just yuk.
Nathan’s are the only hot dogs I buy.
My underwear gets folded, the KonMari method.
Saltines must be in short supply. I ordered some with my grocery order yesterday and they substituted Ritz crackers. Not a good substitute.
I’m sorry about your friend Oopsie and your friend’s husband BooFae
I’m glad your move went well Butters, hope you get everything unpacked and settled soon.
Happy you are feeling better Nellie. I’m sure you are happy too.
The neighbors across the street moved out. Both sides of the house. They were there for only six months. It seems like nobody stays in that house for long.
I haven’t seen (or heard) the Big Mouth Buffoon or the Screeching Banshee in months, found out they moved out too. Good riddance to them.
Three loads of laundry washed. The drying will take longer.
My son finally picked up the pace and washed the walls, baseboards, and railing going up the stairs. He’s finished the top molding of the beadboard in the kitchen, but still needs to do the baseboards.
Hope you are feeling better soon Red
