Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.
Wizard, that’s a heck of a day for the kids. Nice baguette, though.
Bascially in hot water supervisors are just telling the auditors to count the things they know are correct, and not double checking. big oopsie.(Not Our oopsie)
All righty. I got nothing. Slept pretty good, woke too early, but I’m clean and dressed and breakfasting. Rain is headed our way and before it arrives, I’m going to achieve mowage of the front yard and the side strip. And I need to tidy the kitchen. Plus the assortment of critter sheds must be sucked up off the carpet. So I’ve got that to look forward to.
Happy Wednesday. Send chocolate!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 74 Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 84 and rainy for the day. It did rain overnight as ‘tis all wet outside. We shall lay in provisions this mornin’. By we, I mean OYKW shall make the trip to the Pubic Sto’. Usually I go over to the church house to deal with church janitor Junior Warden stuff, but since one of those things is trash and trash day is delayed a day due to the Moanday holiday, I shall do that tomorrow. Sup shall be shrimpies 'n grits and steamed spareguts.
Wizard I cannot wrap my haid around the idea of a school bus runnin’ out of gas. For reals, how did the driver not know the bus was low on gas!
red yay for same pay for less irk. As to the other stuff, ain’t it nice to be able to say “not my circus, not my monkeys?”
sari glad the pool plunge went relatively well.
shoe I take it you are happy with the box o’ crafty stuff, so yay for that.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
I just had to share this, because WTF???
I occasionally do online jigsaw puzzles for giggles. The one I pulled up today was titled “Bacteria” - here’s a screen capture:
https://imgur.com/vXqqeKZ
Bacteria? Really??
The guy who runs the site does post some really neat puzzles - challenging and interesting to look at. But he’s not the sharpest bulb in the bag. I’ll let slide when he calls a picture of dahlias “Carnations”. But in what parallel universe is this bacteria??
I don’t want to know where he went to school…
Good morning everyone.
Yesterday was busy and exhausting, but I made it.
This morning I had to fix my hair and put on some makeup because we’re interviewing candidates for my old position all day. I also took the time to dry and straighten my hair. Most of the time, if I’m not going anywhere, I just air dry my hair. All of the interviews will be conducted via Teams and one of the panel members wants everyone’s cameras on. No biggie, I usually turn my camera on anyway, but since this is a "formal’ thing, I had to make the effort to put on make-up and a nice blouse.
I cannot shake feeling constantly worn out. I know a big part of this is probably a lack of exercise. It’s a vicious circle, need to exercise to feel less tired, but too tired to do it. I really just wanted to go to bed at 7:00 last night, but knew I’d be awake before midnight, so I forced myself to stay up until 9:30.
My grandson got his first official haircut last night. My son-in-law’s sister-in-law is a stylist and she cut Adam’s hair. He looks so stinkin’ CYUTE!
FCM, the picture actually looks like one of those fractal art things. I have a couple of examples hanging in my great room. They were done on metal.
shoe, my daughter has gotten into embroidery and really seems to enjoy it. She learns new stuff all the time. She works on her projects after the kids go to bed. I’ve really enjoyed seeing her progress and her work.
Happy Hump Day!
It’s a nice 62 degrees outside.
My son got off early today which messed with my routine. Usually, I pick him up from irk and we go straight to daycare. We have to wait about 5 minutes for them to open. Instead, I drive my son home. It was too early to leave for daycare, but I didn’t want to take the dogs in the house for 15 minutes and then have to leave. If it were only Ripple it wouldn’t be so bad, but Echo is a pain in the ass, so we sat in the truck in the driveway for 10 minutes and still got to daycare way too early. Ripple sits nicely and looks out the window. Echo jumps from front to back and back to front, and whines because she always wants to GO GO GO! RIGHT NOW!
She has no concept of patience, and she has only two settings. Sound asleep, or running at 100 mph.
I’ll be taking the truck to the shop shortly.
Then I have to deal with the refinance crap.
My son needs to get all the recycling out of here. Da jungle boxes from last Firday are still piled up in the living room. The lawn guy never came back to pick up the branches out back so we need to get rid of them.
I guess I really should get off here and get moving.
Morning all. Today is my official ‘no soccer practice’ day, but I may head over to the fields anyway to help with coach training tonight. At least it gets me out of the house. Got two more loads of laundry to run, then that’ll be done for the month. Getting to 87F today but then down to 81F tomorrow, which should be nice.
FCM, I agree with Taters, perhaps the artist who created it gave it that name because…artists.
shoe, enjoy making art. Completed or not.
OK, onward into the day. All y’all take care.
My wife and I were wondering the same thing. We were just baffled as to how such a thing had happened. At least it was by the school, so a replacement was quickly dispatched.
Thank you.
Shit like the gas leak and the bus was just par for the course for my middle school career. I went to middle school in the old Black High School that had been converted into a magnet school. Apparently, some people were unhappy about this whole integration thing (in 1983!). We would have bomb threats every couple of weeks. They never came out and said they were bomb threats, but after the second or third three hour “fire drill” that had cops and fire fighters swarming the buildings, we caught on. Our school busses were also driven by high school students. Let’s just say: I wish we had seat belts.
The neighborhood Facebook page was awash with outraged parents. I was like, “You know, shit happens. At least, no one was hurt.”
Stress can do that to you. You sound very busy with the new job, getting a new job is stressful on top of that, and there’s the Polar situation. It all adds up. {{{hugs}}}
'Beamer is staying home today. He just notified me that he’s had a sore throat for a week. He’s fully vaccinated, but it looks like we’ll need to have him tested before he can return to school. I wish he had mentioned it sooner…
Pixel has gained almost 3/4th of a pound, which is excellent news. He has a great appetite, for everything except for kidney food. He is active and close to his regular self. He did have some lingering UTI symptoms, so the vet gave him another boost of antibiotics. For how close we came to losing him, he’s doing really well. Now we just need to find him kidney food that he’ll eat.
I guess I’m heading back to bed.
I also am baffled by the notion of a school bus running out of gas, but then again, my daughter’s bus driver once ran into no less than two parked cars on the same road about a block away from each other as she was headed to school, then backed into the bus behind her on the way out. So I guess there’s no lack of silliness in the world.
Today is delightful. Well, sorta anyway. It’s pretty outside and I took a 20 minute walk before work started to force myself to spend time off my phone and laptop. It was nice because my left hip has been burning and sore the last two days and the only thing that takes the pressure off for a bit is physical activity. So it was nice for that not to throb and burn for a bit. It woke me up this morning at 5 and I tried really hard to ignore it and doze off again, but my sleep tank was just filled enough I couldn’t.
I’m going to force myself to hop on the treadmill later if I can. Maybe instead of walking I need to go harder and run so I can put more pressure on said hip to chill it out. That and a solid stretch. At some point I’m going to force myself to get it checked out again.
Morning, all. Today is a weird one. It’s Back To School Night, so we are on a minimum day. Then we return this evening to…we don’t really know what. We are supposed to stand outside our classrooms and talk to parents there, while masked and maintaining social distancing. No classroom tours, no anything even remotely interesting or useful for anybody. No clue why they didn’t just cancel it. I unofficially told my seniors to tell their parents to stay home. My classes all have a virtual presence, so what we are doing every day should be available for parents to check every day. No need to get anywhere near me.
Hang in there, everyone. Happy Bactrian Day!
Mowage has been accomplished, so bring on the rain!! I’ve also loaded the dishwasher. I’d like to go out for lunch, but FCD isn’t ready (physically) to go out to eat. When he graduates to a cane, then we’ll see.
His poor leg looks like it was beaten severely! Bruises on both side and running down his calves. Plus a couple of spots that we’re pretty sure mark where his leg was clamped in place during the procedure. Poor baby… But he did his PT this morning, and we’ll try another round this afternoon. I can tell it’s hurting him, but he knows that he’s gotta do it. And so he does.
Just think - we get to go thru this again in December!! 
Got back from the repair shop.
They are ordering a new hood for my truck instead of repairing the existing one. I thought, oh good, how long can it take to put a hood on?
It seems that it doesn’t irk that way.
He also found a teeny tiny dent in the fender.
They are estimating two weeks to get the hood, and three days of irk.
Now to find a fedex place to send the paperirk to the refinance company.
I really don’t feel like dealing with this shit today. I’m so flippin tired of cleaning up other peoples’ messes.
I can understand how the bus driver didn’t realize the bus was low on gas. They show up at the maintenance yard where the buses sleep overnight and are assigned a bus by the maintenance people. They jump on and take off, in a hurry, as always, without looking at the gauges, assuming that the maintenance people have filled the beast’s gas tank, 'cause that’s their job. Probably they should do a pre-flight check, but who’s got time for that?
That’s been my entire life. And then,of course, there are the messes that I myself make. 
But yeah. It gets really old.
Nothing much to report from here. We’re driving back to the valley today to clear some more stuff out of the big house. Joy. Eventually you get to a point of wanting to just rent a dumpster.
Happy Hump day!
Renting a dumpster is incredibly freeing. I hate to throw things away - just hate it. But when my mom moved out, we had to - she was downsizing from 3500 square feet to 1200 and her place was PACKED and we only had 2 weeks to do it. Storage was not an option and I lived out of town. So we took whatever we could to consignment, donations, called people to pick up and set things in the yard and finally rented a dumpster and just started flinging. It was a miserable, terrible waste but it was so very satisfying, too.
Work is taking an interesting turn. We just got a buttload of policy documents, but we don’t know if they’re actually relevant since other policy last year in response to the emergency declarations and all the recent FEMA emergencies may make the new ones irrelevant. It’s not often that an older doc would supersede in this arena, but in this case, I think it does, but only in certain counties, and only during certain times and only if certain orgs meet certain population criteria not to exceed certain percentages. And only during a full moon when Mercury is in retrograde and only on Tuesdays. And now my head hurts because math is hard.
A few years ago I made a U-turn into a guy wire and munched my front license plate. Since I recently had a new front bumper put on (not from that miscalculation) and I figure it’s cheaper to keep a 300,000 mile-plus car than to get another car, and since my registration expired in a week, I got new plates. Now I’m Commander of the Air Group. (The plates start with CAG. 
) And for the second time, I was surprised by the $75 hybrid vehicle fee. 
I overheard Wifey, RN making a reminder call to one of her patients. It took some time to explain who she is, as the patient is hard of hearing. But that’s OK. The patient will be 104 in a week or two.
Probably going to piss off the refinance people, but I’m not going to fedex until tomorrow.
It’s out by the dog park, and so it can wait. I’m not going out that way when I don’t have to, even though it’s only two miles away. I’ll go tomorrow while I’m out there.
Their damn mistake, they can butter my butt and call me a biscuit.
I think maybe I should take a nice soak in the tub before going to get the brats.
Dang, I never hit “REPLY” on my post yesterday. Anyway I KNEW I should never have started listing people! I’ve only been here 5 years, so I should have said “Almost everyone has been here longer than I.” (I honestly thought you landed here before I did, MetalMouse.) And now, a special message for our friends across the pond:
My, the English are nice! They’re so incredibly nice, they make us Yanks look positively barbaric–not that we need much help in that department. Without doubt, two of the very nicest people in all the realm are nut and BooFae. How I could have been so remiss as to leave them off the list is, I’m afraid, a matter for the State Department. I fully expect to be deported shortly, probably to some undesirable location like Shagnasty Island.
I called the used furniture place to see if they’d like to buy my old rocking chair, which the new chair will replace. (An artist friend and I decided on a chair today, a green-and-cream buffalo plaid. No yellow. Can’t be helped.) While talking to them, I decided to sell my dining room table and chairs and an area rug. With all leaves in, the table seats 10–too big. Sent them photos. We’ll see.
Is it possible the school bus gas gauge was stuck on “F”? Sorry the kiddos had a rough day.
Sari, it takes three days’ work to install a new hood and fender?? Is there painting involved?
quietly, I never understood those open house nights for HS kids. Other than parents of frosh, few showed up, and those that did wanted individual conferences. Good luck tonight. I wonder if you’ll get many parents.
Well, the last two loads of laundry are done, so (at least until I dress to go out, this is one of my clothing optional days) everything is clean (at least for stuff I can launder). Working my puzzles and have taken the long, hot bath so nappage is a definite possibility, once I put the sheets back on the bed.
Nellie, I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been a Mumper, been awhile though. Hope the furniture sale goes through.
Sari, “butter my butt and call me a biscuit” is something I’m going to have to remember…is it original or something of a family saying?
Flyboy, I remember seeing a car in St. Louis with the plate CATAMT–guess what type of car it was…
Sunny, hope Beamer gets to feeling better and the test is negative.
Ok, feeling like laying down for a little bit before helping with soccer at 5:30pm. All y’all take care.
MetalMouse, I can’t remember where I heard it, but it stuck with me.
Along with
‘One day your alligator mouth is gonna get your canary ass in trouble’
and
‘It was so quiet you could hear a mouse piss on a cotton ball’.
Yes, Nellie, unfortunately it involves painting. I thought, can’t you just take one hood off and put a new one on? What would you need, a ratchet? a pair of plyers? take what? a half hour tops?
At least these people can get me a rental for $30/day as opposed to over $100. Still can’t have dogs in it though.
Although the guy suggested I take the class his bil took and get my dogs registered as a service dogs. Then I can take them in the car.
I wonder if you can register two dogs?
Ripple could pass as a service dog, he is chill.
Nobody would ever mistake Echo for a service dog.
Cool shop, it had one of those old coke machines in it. I’m sure they want more than 10 cents for a bottle of coke though. It was the kind where the bottles lay on their sides and you pull them out. Much nicer than the ones where you had to plunge your hand down into the ice water to get one out. Probably a reproduction, but who knows?
I’m glad they had their name in BIG letters on the side of the building. It’s all cornfields out where they are. I would have driven right past it thinking it was just another barn. I saw some nice houses for sale out that way, but they are out of my price range.
I took a nice hot bath, Improved my mood.