I was in Labor(Day) for 24 hours! - A Relaxing MMP

Called Melissa and left a VM asking if there isn’t some other company who makes this kind of contact lens, as I’m thinking they’re pretty incompetent if in 7 weeks, they haven’t been able to get a contact lens to “set.” I told her if there’s no other company, I’m screwed, as no other contact lenses work. Hopefully she calls me back.

Bright Tree, I hope the trees stay firmly rooted and upright. I have a woods with tall trees behind me that sway like drunken hula-hoopers, but I think they’d hit the apartment upstairs, which isn’t good news for the guys up there. I hope you get to stay put and don’t lose power. If you can, let us know how and where you are.

And I’m VERY impressed with your Wordle streak!

Howdy Y’all! I am pleased to report that my doc says I am still alive. OK, he didn’t say that but he did mention that I do indeed have a pulse, blood pressure (good blood pressure, I might add), and my body registers a temperature (97.9F), so it’s almost as if he said I’m still alive. Also, since it was offered, I went ahead and got my flu shot. I called OYKW as I was walkin’ out of the doc’s office and told him I’d been shot. He asked me if I was on my way home, on my way to the horsepistol, or on my way to the morgue. I said on my way to Mickey D’s to get some sausage bizkits. He said in that case would I come home first so he could have a bizkit. Have I mentioned lately how much I love that man?

WetOne I see death chikin and funeral N.O.T. as more of feed the family after the funeral foods.

MOOOOOOM glad FIL is doin’ somewhat better. Here’s hopin’ MIL does for real realize the move needs to be made. Also, the Tobester would no doubt brighten anyone’s day.

doggio One Piece At A Time is one of my favorite all time songs. It cracks me up!

Nellie pimento cheese tea sammiches intrigue me.

taters said it well about QEII.

Chores are done, salad and crackers w/ cheese et, now to mess around in the studio.

Roxy was happy to have noodle cake for supper. Her baby bro snarfed town a square and a half, wearing some of it, but eating most of it. I wound up making broccoli for the side. They all departed a bit after 6 so the grands could be bathed, and we’re all chilling in front of TV. The dishes are clean and I’m about to ingest a dose of Mel since I slept like crap last night.

The weather was glorious and the house is still open - huzzah for fresh air!

Happy Friday!

It was a very foggy and chilly 60 degrees at the park this morning. I could have used a jacket.
Now it is a NOS 79 degrees.

I’m grumpy, very grumpy. I had had a post typed out Wednesday, but I reread all the grumpiness and thought better about hitting send.

The park is not a happy place for me anymore. Half the people go on the small dog side with Lucy dad, and the rest of us stay on the big dog side with Barky and Humpy. I think when Barky mom got shitty with me the other day it just did something to me. Even though I got a somewhat apology the next day (she was in a bad mood because she is dieting), it’s the straw that broke the camel’s back for me. I felt like screaming at her, I am the only goddamn friend you have left here, and you are going to talk to ME that way?

Poor Ripple, who is so chill and mild, was minding his own business and Barky got in his face and started barking at him. I don’t know what set Jackson off, but the next thing we know, he is running over ready to fight with Ripple. His owner had to pull him away, and Jackson is usually a nice dog.

Echo went on the small dog side with Lucy dad. As soon as she sees him pull up, she is hauling ass for the gate so she can go on the small dog side with him.

So sad about The Queen. I’m not really into royalty, my best friend in HS could tell you all about them, I had no interest. I think she was a great lady, she had class and dignity, and I respected her. I would have loved to have tea with her, I think she would have fascinating stories to tell.
I couldn’t care less about the title shifts, what I want to know is me-again going to be allowed to attend the funeral?

When I was married all chores fell on me. First my ex told me that since my work week was 35.5 hours and his was 40, I had to put in 4.5 hours of house irk before I could expect anything from him. Then he told me since he made 3x what I made, I had to do 3x as much house irk as he did.
I told him that 3 times nothing is nothing and went on strike.
There’s a reason he is an ex. That’s not it.
Oh, I forgot the part about what I was doing was women’s work (at my job) and that didn’t count as real work anyway.

Growing up I had chores on Saturday morning, but usually along the lines of, Do you want to vacuum or dust? Then do you want to dust or do dishes? Do you want to do dishes or fold the laundry?
I always did as I was asked, thinking I was being a helpful good daughter.
Years later I heard my mother laughing and telling my nieces how stupid and easily manipulated I was, and that my sister was the smart one who, when offered a choice of chores, would say ‘neither’ and walk out the door.

My son and I have a system that mostly works for us. I feel guilty sometimes because I think he does more, but then other times I get irritated because he hasn’t done enough.

Well, I typed out a bunch more shit and deleted it, because I’m grumpy and it showed.

sari, grumpy is allowed in the MMP; it helps sometimes to grump a little to your friends and relieve some of the tension, so grump away. And if you’ll forgive me, your Mom was quite a piece of work…

swampy, glad to hear you are still alive; please do not have any plans to die.

nellie, crossed fingers again on the contacts.

Bright tree, hope you get to stay put, but I trust you’ll know when it’s time to bug out.

Interesting information all on the CPAP and stuff; so far I have no history of needing help, but very glad they can do something for BBBoo and all the rest of you.

shoe, hopefully the other pets won’t take after Charm…

flyboy, loved the response.

OK, sammiches have been consumed and have done some work on soccer. First game tomorrow is at 8:30am (weather permitting, we have a 50% chance of rain tonight) so that will keep me busy and more or less out of trouble.

Take care all.

I think the grilled salmon turned out especially good tonight. The lemon, and the rosemary (which I cut off of the plant), were very pronounced. The skin was perfectly crispy. I nuked Trader Joe’s grilled asparagus inna bag for a side. I had a bit of Gouda too. We went down the beach to Beach Cat for a brew earlier (then bought the lemon at the corner market). I had a Vieux Carré with dinner (Jack Daniels, 'cause we’re out of rye), and I’m having a red wine now.

nellie and metalmouse, thanks for your kind concern. The big scary winds have turned out to be a big bust so far – and I’m very glad they have! Two years ago, we had a dreadful wind/heat event, and I was afraid we were having a repeat. But no. The sky is creepy, but there is no wind to speak of. We’ll see what overnight brings, but I think all will be well (she says and jinxes the whole deal). Looks like Wordle will likely live to see 235. :wink:

nellie, I wish you had better news on the contact lens progress. I hope Melissa comes through, too.

sari, I’m sorry you’re feeling so grumpy. I hope something happens to make you happy soon.

swampie, very good news you’re physically sound, so OYKW has you around to enjoy for as long as possible.

Ok, off to enjoy the electricity for as long as it lasts. :eyes:

Blecch. Between the time I walked to and from the flu shot and when I left for the gym, the evil smoke monster crept in. It’s hazy and smells like dead campfires out there. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be hotter and smokier. I don’t like it. During the awful '88 Yellowstone fire, I was living in Montana, and between a big local wildfire and that one, it was very smoky with big ashes falling like snow. A cow worker came in and said, “It looks like the end of the world out there,” and that sums it up perfectly.

If it’s too smoky to walk to the gym tomorrow, I’ll hole up in the bedroom with the portable AC. I have a card table and a chair I can squeeze in there.

A friend in Temecula, CA said she and her husband had to evacuate with their two cats, so please ignore my griping about my very minor problems.

flyboy, the salmon sounds delish, but don’t you and Mrs. LA usually go out for dinner on Fridays? Also, TJ’s has grilled asparagus? I may have to head to my local store when the smoke clears.

swampy, I think if one were to spread pimento cheese on bread and cut off the crusts, one could serve such tea sammiches at the most exclusive of soirees.

And a marmalade sandwich “for later.” (Link in case you’ve never seen the video.)

I was going to posit that we were married to the same man, but my ex, who complained nonstop about my job and looked for reasons to gripe about everything else I was supposed to do, never said it was “women’s work.” Also, sorry to be so blunt, but your mom is not someone I’d respect, and if she dissed you, it was actually a compliment by everyone else’s measure.

sari, is there any reason you can’t go to the small side and stay there? Life is too short and you’re too nice to spend time with Difficult Barky’s difficult mom.

Thanks so much! I’m trying hard not to think about how screwed I may be.

Well, we did grab a brew down the beach. As for the asparagus…

https://atmykitchentable.org/resources/product-review-trader-joes-grilled-asparagus-spears/

Currently in Astoria ( Oregon ) and we‘re driving to Seattle tomorrow. Not really looking forward to the smoke, and I hope it clears out sooner than later.

Weird reading about all the goings-on in the U.K. I just want to know when the coronation‘s going to be, so I can go to London some other time.

And my mom‘s, her cousin‘s as well. There should be deviled aigs in my near future - my parents like making them. And I like eating them.

Need to unpack the toiletries - the sink and toilet, along with a closet for the suitcases, is off one side of the room, and the shower‘s off the other side. BnBs can be rather interesting, when they are made up of old homes.

Due to continuing Covid regulation, there‘s actually no breakfast, but there’s a bakery around the corner. I think we‘ll manage.

At least we have masks. :mask: :frowning_face:

All y’all with Trader Joes nearby, do yall’s rearrange frequently? I couldn’t find the fresh bread last time I went in, and they keep moving stuff. Ours has only been open for about a year ana half, but this is getting silly. The frozen stuff keeps moving, well not really, it just goes to a different place, where’s the frozen fruit? Cereal is now on a different row. Where are my sour jelly beans, they used to be over quadrant 3 of the frozen food stuff? Annoying. And we still don’t have 3 buck chuck, but that’s a New York issue.

Not too bad here in almost-Canada. A bit of haze today. Sunlight looked orange this afternoon. The Moon looked orange a few minutes ago. But nowhere near as bad as it was a couple/three years ago when BC was on fire.

Not so much rearranging, but they’ve been having supply chain issues that results in some items I’m used to buying being unavailable.

Don’t go givin’ anyone any ideas …

Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s my firday, and a weekend of wall to wall handegg. :football: :wolf: :black_cat: :cheese:

I apparently live in the Mirror Universe, for Alex Catt has dozed off in the litter box. Cats is weird.

Mel helped me have a pretty good night last night, even tho I woke before 5. Critters have been tended, cat box scooped (I forgot yesterday - ooops!) and I’ve had an egg and toast. Caffeination is underway.

FIL was talking about people in the front yard and I’m pretty sure he was kidding - it wasn’t said in the same way when he was really hallucinating. But it’s hard to tell. Anyway, the new meds schedule seems to be working out well. He tends to stay on an even keel. So his biggest problem seems to be weakness, and part of that is because he doesn’t exercise, but he doesn’t exercise because he’s weak, etc, etc… But mentally, he seems to be doing OK, apart from short-term memory.

I think we’ll have a nice time at the festival in Leoonardtown. Daughter and the grands may join us. But before we go, I’m taking MIL to the farm market. I want more peaches and I’ll check out whatever else they have. That might kill a whole 30 minutes, including drive time. Supper will be a spread of leftovers so I can clear my fridge.

Tho before supper yesterday, SIL was stahvink so I gave he the last piece of fried chicken and the potatoes we’d had on Weds. Then at supper, he had 4 squares of lasagna. Since I didn’t have any boy-childs, I keep forgetting that they can pack away some groceries, tho at 33, he shouldn’t be eating quite so much - especially with the bum knee that keeps him from being as active as he used to be. Anyway, leftovers for supper. Pot roast tomorrow.

But for now, I’m enjoying my quiet time.

Happy Saturday!

Morning, mumpers! It’s actually 11.58am as I am typing this so it will be afternoon by the time I’m finished and you get to read it. It’s 18c/64f with a predicted high of 20c/67f and partly cloudy. Which is why it’s sunny out there. Weather app says “It’s pretty nice outside. Get the fuck out there and take on the world”…which is what I did at the gym. Bootcamp, then spin, then dumbell hustle so after three classes I am fit…to drop!

I called in at the pet store on the way home to pick up urinary biscuits for Shadow, something tempting for Ophelia, and a massive bag of cat litter for all of them. I’m back home and having a cuppa, then need to get my hair washed and dried so we can head out in a while to get lunch in town, do errands, and I can take my new specs back to the optician so they can fix whatever’s not quite right with them.

Dicey Charlie was officially proclaimed king today although he assumed the title immediately upon his mother’s death. Looking back at the last two monarchs, there’s every possibility that the coronation won’t take place until next year.

The likely date for the funeral is 19th September which will be a public holiday for us. I had that day booked off as leave so I will have to ask the boss if I can have the Tuesday as well. We had planned to be away at a 10th wedding anniversary weekend thing with friends in North Wales, returning that morning and intending to collect the cats from the cattery that day. If it is now a public holiday, the cattery will be shut and I won’t be able to get them until the Tuesday.

TV is still mawkish, so I am avoiding it all for the forseeable future. We have plenty of recorded stuff to watch and a stock of films to keep us going so we can keep away from all the nonsense until it’s over.

doggio there were several US tourists interviewed by our esteemed news reporters outside the Palace, in tears because of Queenie’s death. I feel sad for the family as they’ve lost a beloved mother, grandmother and matriarch. But I don’t understand the “national” grief - she was 96 and had been in failing health for a year at least, a lot of people didn’t expect her to last long after Phil the Greek died either, so it wasn’t exactly unexpected.

On the plus side, I am in the group likely to be summoned for a covid booster soon so I have that to look forward to, and a flu shot as well! What fun!

Holy frick, everyone. About 20 minutes ago, I was jolted out of a sound sleep by the deafening SCREEEECH and robotic “Fire. Fire. Fire” of the fire alarm. I raced around the apartment, but there’s no smoke in here and nothing was running except the portable AC. I turned that off, and a few minutes later, the alarm quit. Though it’s dark, I don’t see a lot of smoke outside. Maybe one of the neighbors left their windows open?? Though we’ve had smokier days than this, and the alarm never went off. I hear the guys upstairs moving around, but whether that’s because their alarm was going off (too) or mine awakened them, I don’t know.

Could the portable AC be the culprit somehow? It vents out the window, but I don’t think it pulls in air from outside. At least the sprinklers didn’t go off.

I guess I’m up for the day. No going back to sleep after that adrenaline rush.

Morning all. Am due to referee and coach soccer starting at 8:30am, it rained last night but apparently the rain has cleared out, so we’ll see in the next half-hour if the Parks department opens or closes the fields. At least the high is supposed to only be 78F, so it should be comfortable for once.

nellie, glad nothing is burning down at your house, but I agree, no going back to sleep from that. Might be a short circuit.

Wilco

OK, need to begin preparing for soccer, since I both coach and referee I need to have two sets of stuff and I usually end up forgetting something. Maybe today I’ll get it together…

Take care all.

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN I was a slugabed until seven-thirty. :sleeping_bed: ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and cloudy/rainy with a predicted high of 80 with rain/tstorms/apocalypse predicted for the day. We shall see. No matter to me, however. Since I had to people two days in a row, today shall be a day in da cave. Sloth, nappage, day drinkin’, handegg, and general overall uselessness shall be the order of the day. Any need to feed will be via forage as we have plenty of sammich makin’s, chips and so forth.

Nellie hope the lens problem gets fixed soonest. Also, glad you are not on fire.

Bright Tree hope you didn’t have to bug out.

BooFae I’ve been kinda followin’ the events for the last two days, but think I’ll be not so much now. Might catch some of the funeral, just cause I know it will be broadcast all over everywhere, so it’s like I’ll be dared to watch. I take it you will still be doin’ the anniversary weekend thing with friends. It makes sense to me to go ahead with regular ol’ plans.

sari it looks like Dawgs of Our Lives/As Tail Wags is just a never endin’ saga.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah,

Happy Sattidy Y’all!