I hate when I do that in the MMP! - old

Morning 1 in lovely* Arkadelphia, Arkansas.

Team meeting in the lobby in 20 minutes. Late start today; the rest of the trip I’ll be getting up stupid early. Usually takes me a few days to get used to that, but I’ll deal.

*I actually have no idea if Arkadelphia is lovely or not, since I arrived after dark. I do know that it’s tiny, the hotel is walking distance to absolutely nothing, and I don’t have access to a car. I have a feeling most of my dinners here will be via DoorDash - and most of the options on there are fast-food and chains. I guess the silver lining is that I’ll be less tempted to drink too much. On the last job there was a good bar & grill a block away. A mixed blessing, that was. :grin:

Well, time to get at it.

That would certainly make me grumpy. You could try playing this vid 3 or 4 times in succession; it’ll probably clear your worm. Whether that’s better than the worm you’ve got is another question. :grin:

I read somewhere to sign the happy birthday song to get rid of an ear worm. I have tried it. It works.

:notes: It’s a small world after all… :notes:

You’re welcome!

Third load in the washer, second in the dryer, first folded on the table. One more to be washed.

MIL has figured out that her tremors were due to not eating regularly. So the plan is for me to package servings of our dinners to go to her. I can probably also do stuff like make and divide a big lasagna into meal-sized portions or stuff like that. And she’ll contribute to groceries. Just need to get containers to package it all.

She can get lunch every day at the complex for a donation but for some reason, she won’t do it. Maybe now she will.

Ok, back to Bluey!
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Itch doc appointment went fine. Getting there was entertaining. The woman behind me was talking loudly on her phone, about how she was hoping to avoid jail time for the charges against her. She told the cops she just got OUT of the psych ward. It did not make for a restful ride/

On the next bus, this woman got on. and asked the driver where the bus went. He asked where she was going. She said my town name. He said, “We’re IN [town name].” She said, “Is that the spiritual place or the real place?” He said he didn’t know, but she had to wear shoes to ride the bus. Her shoes were wet, she said. He was sorry, but she had to wear shoes. She refused and remained confused.This guy invited her to sit by him in an oily voice and said he could take her to some real good places (wink, wink). She did. I was relieved when security very nicely led her off the bus, as at least they saved her from the creeper, and they’re kind people who have been trained to be helpful and non-confrontational.

And may I say again how happy I am to live in a city where people routinely thank the driver as they exit the bus? (Usual driver response: “Thank YOU. Have a nice day.”)

Re: lanyards, I started wearing one when we got security badges (which also unnlocked the main doors), but I wear one now because it’s harder to forget/misplace my keys.

shady, hope the bank comes through for you.

You could tell 'em where to stick the gummy bears, but that might em-bear-ass them.

MetalMouse, I read that chewing gum helps banish ear worms. I;m not sure how. I used to pass out gum before tests, as there was a bunch of evidence it helps with recall.

Like one of their famous milkshakes! Shoe, a good way to celebrate getting your DL! Congrats!

It started out fine, Smalls, then covering the 100 and 200 slides. Then I got sent over to door 120, because they let all the delayed delivery stuff back up to the sort aisle. And there were so many people there(and so many bosses), that nobody remember to put the car of bottom Red back on the rollers, or clear the missorts off of the Metro belts till the drivers were leaving. Oh, and a box of drain cleaner leaked on the 100 slide, got on a box, and got on my arm. No serious damage, but i do have a tiny blister. Plus the joy of dodging package cars and telling Stirling about the leaker, while trying to get to the restroom to clean the goo off. Also, none of the FT supervisors were bothered by me running around, cursing, and waving my arm(Brown: everybody cracks eventually)
Naptime!

Do these need pretzel stick legs? Need answer fairly fast.

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I vote not needed but would be a nice addition.

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It’s a little after 2pm and I’m finally caught up on this week’s thread…I was thinking that I might not have time to post before my 2:30 meeting, but it just got pushed to 3:30. :grin:

Add me to the list of folks who will randomly walk into a doorframe when entering/leaving a room. My poor shoulders… :wink:

Yesterday was busy. One of my direct reports was out for his daughter’s wedding, and in the morning I backfilled him by compiling, editing, and formatting a big slide deck for one of our teams’ weekly presentations. That took a couple of hours. Afterwards I turned my attention to the monthly program review files we deliver to the customer, which were also due yesterday. Then, shortly before noon, my other direct report said that she was feeling sick to her stomach and needed to take the rest of the day off. So I wound up also backfilling her. All on top of my “normal” job stuff. It wasn’t a crazy day, but definitely steady. Then last night I had a volunteer-related meeting (thankfully via Zoom), which was supposed to last 65 minutes but wound up lasting 100+ minutes. The committees report in alphabetical order and mine is near the end of the list, and 2-3 of the other committee chairs always take a lot more time than allotted. Always. A lot more time. Every time someone asked one of the verbose chairs a question I wanted to slap that person with a wet trout.

Today I’m still backfilling both direct reports (planned for the one whose daughter got married yesterday; unplanned for the one who is out sick again today), and I’m actually slacking on a couple of tasks at the moment, but things are quieter. I’ll be going to the gym after work, which will be good.

Tomorrow morning my property manager’s brother (who does all of the maintenance) will be coming to the house to start repairing the water damage on a couple of the walls. I noticed/reported it in early August: last week he and his guys came to look at the outside of the house, and see if they could figure out where the water’s been getting in. I got busy and didn’t ask what they found; I’ll ask tomorrow, when they’ll start working inside. They’ll start with the third bedroom, which has the most damage. Happily, they won’t be in my way in there – also happily I cleared out that room a couple of months ago (which led to me discovering the issue), so there’s plenty of space for them to work without me having to move a bunch of stuff elsewhere in the house. Whenever it’s time for them to work on the damaged section of wall in this room – right behind my desk/monitors – I’ll need to move both laptops and work from the dining room table.

In other news, I think I need an emergency dentist visit: I may have damaged one of my gums, way in the back on the top. :frowning: It’s been pretty sore for a while. I eat a lot of popcorn, so at first I thought I’d just gotten something stuck, but I’ve brushed and flossed and it’s been at least a week and it still hurts so now I think maybe I hurt myself. There’s no blood when I brush, but I swear I wake up with a slight coppery taste in my mouth. And I’ve had some nasal congestion for a couple of days, which isn’t like me, so I wonder if maybe it’s related to the tooth/mouth issue. And, yesterday I think I scraped part of the gums above one of my back teeth (same side of the mouth). Both things are so far back that there’s no way for me to see them myself, despite repeated attempts with a lighted magnifying mirror. And, of course, I can’t seem to stop poking those areas with my tongue…which only results in “yep, still hurts!” :woman_facepalming: I’m taking Tylenol a couple times a day. I’ll see how tomorrow goes: not only is my property manager’s brother coming in the morning, but the cleaners are also scheduled to show up sometime. Once everyone is done and out of my house, I’ll call the dentist and see what appointments they have this week.

I don’t always hear it, but one of my home office windows faces the street: I like seeing the trash guys, because then I go bring the can in before one of my neighbors puts trash – or dog poo – in it.

That’s actually how I am with work: I’m way more productive when I’m slammed. :slight_smile:

I only didn’t have to look that word up because of The Big Bang Theory. :grin:

Yay! Congrats! :smiley:

Woot!! :tada:

You want to talk about bank account being hurt? Read on.
On Sunday evening on the drive home from mass, the Low Tire Pressure warning notification came on. Since it was close to 7:30, it was dark and so I wasn’t about to go to Belle Tire to put some air in. On Monday morning I walked to work then home. It was the annual Employee Health Fair so first I drove to Belle Tire and was very disapointed to find an Out Of Order sign on the self serve air. I called my supervisor who had taken a work truck to get air earlier that morning and he said that he went to two Belle Tire stores and both were Out Of Order on self serve air. So, I continued on to the Employee Health Fair. I was able to speak with the gent who has been in charge of the Department’s fleet and he gave me several suggestions, one of which was to wait over 2 hrs and he would take care of it for me (but I didn’t have that kind of time) another was to drive to a gas station in the opposite direction and the third was to ask Belle Tire if they would use the in the building hose to put air in. So, I called Belle Tire to ask if that was a possibility and it was. When I got there, the service desk rep told me what door to pull around to and he came and checked the air pressure in the tires then put about 1 or 2 pounds in 3 of the tires but the fourth tire needed 16#. He looked at it and said that he thought there likely was a nail in the tire. He said they could fix it but it would be 45 minutes before it could get looked at. I was beat so said I would come back as soon as they opened today which was purportedly at 8am. As I pulled up at 8am, I saw several other vehicles in the lot and thought, oh brother. Went in and the young fellow told me it would be about a half hour before they could work on it. I had no choice but to wait. At one point young guy (who probably isn’t that young but I graduated with his uncle; you’ve heard of 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon, well in my community it’s more like 3 degrees that you have some kind of affiliation with pretty much everybody in town), came over and said that they noticed there was an issue with the steering wheel so looked and said two tie rods needed to be replaced for $447.44. Oh that also included a four wheel alightment and alignment protection plan 1 year of unlimited coverage. I said I’d think about it. Then when young guy brought my keys to me and said there had been a bolt in the tire, he also brought another estimate. This one to do the brakes; rear brakes $465.05 and front brakes $457.78. Yikes.

Well Hubs has a buddy who owns a muffler, brakes, etc shop so I called him and asked him if he could do tie rods and he said yes so I drove over there. It’s about 7 miles away on the other side of town but I know that he would take care of me and my car like it was his wife’s or daughter’s. So, his brother drove it to check that out (they own the shop together; it was initially their Dad’s), then up on the lift it went. In the meantime I went across the street to the middle eastern pastry shop and Hub’s buddy mentioned that their croissants were excellent. So, I asked for a croissant and was asked what kind. What kind of croissant??? I didn’t know there were kinds; well they have cheese, thyme and chocolate so I went with cheese. Oh my goodness, it was so darn good. I sat there eating it and reading my book a bit then figured I’d better get back to see if a diagnosis and estimate had been arrived at.

Hubs buddy took me over to the car and showed me the tie rods and a boot over the rack (rack and pinion, I’ve heard of). He said he wouldn’t know unless he took the boot off and did I want him to do that. I think he was asking because all I had mentioned was the tie rods because that’s all Belle Tire told me about. Then he showed me the brake systems. He said the front were ok and didn’t need to be replaced at this time; he said if it was his wife’s car, he wouldn’t replace them yet. But the rear brakes are 90% bad so he recommended doing them in the very near future. So, I told him to take the boot off the rack and find out what the situation was. When he did, he said the rack was shot. He showed it to me and how it was wiggly, two of the mechanics came over and were mentioning TMI about the rack, my Dad and brother, who both worked for Ford, likely would have understood what they were saying. This knowledge was at 6’ and I’m just 5’7". Anyway, they had to call to find out how much a new rack was going to cost. So, I went to the waiting area and read some more of my book. Finally, Hubs buddy came in and handed me a little slip of paper with grease or maybe oil around the edges with an estimate. The rack is $2,500, labor $350, programming $150, Uncle Sam’s share $100+ and maybe there was something else but the total to replace the bad rack was $3+k and then the replacement of the rear brakes was about $330.

So, the upshot is I just went to Belle Tire to put free air in my tires and I’m going to end up paying over $3,300 to get the car in better shape.

I haven’t been around since August 27, the day we were supposed to go to the lakehouse I’d reserved, if memory serves. A lot has been going on and I just haven’t had time to read any of the MMPs. That is, until Friday when I started reading last week’s MMP but I barely got through 1/3 of the posts.

So, I wanted to extend greetings to all, Yays, Boos, Hugs, Noogies, Congrats, Condolences to everyone who needs one of these greetings. I’ve missed you all and have enjoyed the turns of phrase and smiles I’ve had reading some of last week’s MMP and up to post 49 of this week.

Will try to give some updates later. I’ll just say that the good news is Hubs sister called while we were at the lakehouse and said the Transplant Doctor’s assistant called and said that she is close to a complete match to Hubs so she is going to be the Bone Marrow (Stem Cell) donor.

I read the whole thing. This part jumped out at me.

They offered a chocolate croissant and YOU DIDN’T ACCEPT dunno if we can be friends.

That is, indeed, very good news! Transplants are no joke, so I hope everything goes as smoothly as possible.

It’s weird, that I got so hungry later …

Your brain has realized it dropped a bit of the song and keeps replying it in the attempt to fill in the gap. If you listen to the song the whole way through, that will fill the gap and the worm will go away.

You didn’t give me a mind worm because I know that song by heart, back when I was dressing for Halloween, I was Lola, with :notes: faded feathers in my hair and my dress sagging down to there :notes:, cause acting like a washed-up drunk is pretty natural for me!

Fingers crossed that it all goes great. I’m glad you are working again, you must have been feeling so stressed.

Thank you. As it happens, there are no pretzel sticks at the junction so they will remain legless.

I don’t have any competition in the cookie contest, so when our housekeeper said she was going to be at Cordes Lakes Days with her grands, I figured I’d get the stuff for those so the grands could enter the contest too.

I put those together to show how they should look and made a few more for Hubs and then packed everything back up for our housekeeper to pick up on her way home tonight.

It is a cookie contest, not a baking contest so 10 year old kids entering store bought cookies shouldn’t be an issue. They will be trilled if they win and I will laugh my ass off every time I think about it.

OWIE!!! I hope the problem is cheap and easy to fix.

Dang about the busy week, but I’m glad your place is finally getting repaired. I remember you cleaning that room out and know you would like to reclaim some of the space you are paying for.

Oh geeze. Well, at least you had a nice croissant. If you can afford it, treat yourself to another one when you go back to get your car.

Howdy Y’all! Laundry got laundered and put away where it stays until it gets used and all dirty and goes back into the hamper in the laundry room. It is a never endin’ vicious cycle! Nappage got accomplished and we had an early sup just cause. We did not day drink, but in a bit we shall enjoy cocktails out on the back porch. It is currently 67 and N.O.S. out so ‘twill be nice to sit out there and quaff martinis. I don’t consider it to be day drinkin’ now cause it’s after four p.m. Day drinkin’ occurs before four p.m. That’s the rule. I made it up.

Cat_Glove yikes on the car woes! Hooray for Hub’s sis bein’ his bone marrow donor!

Pilot thanks for Louie Louie. I listened and chair danced.

JtC ummm… pretzel sticks couldn’t hurt. OK, pretzel sticks would make whatever those are an even more abominable creation by Satan. I will say the styrofoam plate is the perfect plate for presentation.
:: shudder ::

Actually, before I noticed the candy corn and that they were turkeys, I thought they looked like breastesses.

Oopsie, I’m also a popcorn fan. I think there’s a good chance a hull got between your tooth and gum below the gum line. That happened to me once. The hygienist got it out in under 10 seconds. No charge. I hope it’s that easy (and cheap) for you.

I had to look it up because I can never remember if it’s “Brobdingnagians” or “Brogdingnagians.”

CatGlove, that’s horrible! Can you get a second opinion maybe?

Get both! “May I have a cheese croissant and a chocolate one for my invisible friend, Seymour? Seymour gets violent if he doesn’t get his chocolate croissant.”

If you made the rule, it holds for all of us, your Bearship.

Well, seeing as how my target audience is 10, it looks like I got pretty close, LOL!!!

Afternoon all. Pedaled away about 750 calories in 75 minutes or so, with breaks in-between and some sauna time a total of 2 hours was spent trying to keep in shape. About an hour from now I head over to the soccer field for practice (maybe the last one of the season as it’s getting darker earlier every day).

nellie, your bus-riding adventures reminded me of a Bill Cosby sketch about riding the subway in New York…the man personally may have been a scumbag, but he could always make me (and millions of others) laugh.

Pilot, wet one, nellie, JtC, thanks for the suggestions and I’ll always take a listen to Louie Louie…right now I’ve replaced it with “The Gambler” by Kenny Rogers, which at least I can sing along with. Will listen to some more oldies this evening, there’s a couple marvelous ones (Doobies singing Old Black Water and several artists from around the world singing “The Weight” (…and put the load right on me :notes:…), and that should help. But…

There as some bridges I will not cross, and voluntarily listening to Barry Manilow is one of them.

Cat Glove, sorry your return includes a report of car problems…had some of my own (the dreaded ‘cylinder head gasket’) recently that also left a substantial hole in my pocket too. At least you went to a place that would give you the straight dope and that you trust. And you found a delicious new place to eat! And good news indeed on the bone marrow match.

Oopsie, hope it’s not something serious, try to resist poking at it with your tongue (I know how hard that is sometimes).

OK, need to finish up here and then dress for soccer (61F outside and cloudy and probably will get cooler in the next couple of hours). Take care.

PS–here’s the You Tube (if it;s behaving) for “The Weight” that I mentioned above–worth a listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ph1GU1qQ1zQ

Kitten Mitten, I was going to recommend something like this to stash in your trunk.

Though it sounds like you had bigger problems, it’s still a handy thing to have. I’ve used mine quite a few times.

Thanks. I hadn’t worked with anybody on this team before. They all seem like good folks. Today - typical of the first day of a project - was mostly about getting everybody on the same page regarding what we’re doing and how we’re doing it. This particular job is mostly about counting and cataloguing, and not building, moving, or rearranging anything - and that’s perfectly OK with me!

The downside is that I might die of boredom in this town before it’s over.

I thought they were eyeballs with candy corn lashes.

Well, it’s not enough that both cars need tires (Well, not the Caddy since it’s just been re-tired) but this evening, our microwave died. Totally dead. No lights, no nothing. Not a circuit breaker, just dead. Not too surprising - it lasted almost 10 years - about the same as its predecessor. I just ordered the latest iteration of the same model so it’ll install on the same bracket over the stove. Unfortunately, it won’t get here till Oct 30. Dammit. And we loaned our boat microwave to MIL. Dammit. No nuking for 2 weeks!!!

I think I’ll just go pout for a while. Dammit. We can all commiserate together, yes?

Nah, you have us to entertain you!

NOOOOOOOO!!!

I don’t even want to know what the third thing is gonna be.