Icing down the MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Tea is the one thing I insist be over ice; usually fill the glass to the rim and then add the tea. If its still hot/freshly brewed I’ll add half the glass full of tea, let it melt the ice down a little, top off the ice and then top off the tea.

And since no-one in my family reads this ------ I do put my rye over ice now and then. Just three or four cubes but that could get me burned at the stake among the Socha branch of the clan.

A friend of ours, on getting married to a fellow who owned a cat, was quoted as saying both the cat and owner had been fixed.

Didn’t help them; they still divorced about ten years later. :smiley:

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You have a point Bumba :smiley:

For the first time in my life I have a dog that will pull the clothes off the line.
The Little Shit!
She also tries to steal things off the table. She can’t quite reach the table, and the chair spins, so she can’t jump on it… yet.

Taking a break, then I need to load the dishwasher and put laundry away.
The peppers are stuffed and in the oven.

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Chickie is roasting. Peas-n-carrots on the side, plus I made cheddar biscuits. It’s smelling yum in here. :smiley:

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Sari Love me some stuffed peppers. Hubby claims he is allergic to peppers so I don’t get them often. My pup Buddy is a handful. Wide open and into every thing much like a toddler would be. I hope Echo isn’t as wild as he.

Almost time to go home. Yep less than 10 minutes. I have some ground beef so I think I shall make meatballs is onion gravy with some rice and vegetation TBD.

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Evening all. Rain started about 11am and really hasn’t stopped since then, so everything is getting a good soaking. Got the stuff to the Dry Cleaners early and dined on my Mike’s Jersey Sub for lunch, and solved the last two Sudoku’s from the weekend (one took four tries).

Need to get some food out for the evening, but not really motivated to do much.

I do have one drink I like a lot of ice in; Sweet Tea at a restaurant. But down here the accent is on ‘sweet tea’ and not ‘iced tea’, so I usually end up adding ice cubes from my water glass.

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The peppers came out YUM. I used cauliflower rice to cut the carbs and I couldn’t tell the difference.
I’ll be eating the leftovers for a few days.

I think Echo would be a lot more of a handful if I didn’t have Ripple to keep her entertained. I think taking her to the park helps too. She’s a lot easier than he was.

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From last week:

doggio, the JD would likely render the applesauce for immediate eating or canning only since I doubt if it would freeze. It might make an interesting slushie though. :stuck_out_tongue:

metal mouse, we’re getting pretty much the same weather as you. After a shower yesterday morning, it became a beautiful day. Today, it’s been rainy all day. I was proud of Nelson. :slight_smile: He didn’t play Princess Pretty Paws or try to go in when I walked him in the rain this afternoon. He even made me pick up poo! :stuck_out_tongue:

Today:

alien, I was using a mix of Granny Smith and Gala apples, so they took a little sweetening.

sunny, McIntosh are a nice tart cooking apple. I generally use them for apple pie, dumplings, crisp, cobbler, sauce, etc. For some of these things, I’ll combine them with a sweeter apple and reduce the sugar/ stevia.

To answer the OP:

At home, unless I’ve been working in the yard or something, I don’t often use ice, except for iced coffee (yeah, my late sweetie used to tell me that I was easy to spot as a Yankee because I drank iced coffee and hot tea :stuck_out_tongue: ). Tea and selzer is usually pretty cold coming straight from the fridge. Most drinks, I’m OK with room temp, otherwise, I’d never finish a cuppa coffee before having to nuke it. I tend to drink coffee until around 2:30 in the afternoon (two sixteen oz mugs), except for some iced tea to wash down morning meds and switch to selzer with some kind of citrus once I get home.

Looks like my cow-orkers are going to have to shake a laig to get EoM out. I have my hands full and can’t step in to do all of the crap they need help with. C’est la damn vie!

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Howdy Y’all! Home from men’s night over to the church house. We had a good crowd and ‘twas fun as usual. I did have to give the don’t let beer pile up in the fridge speech tonight as it was reachin’ critical mass. Most of it got taken home so there’s that. I’m sure not all of it is due to the group but a pretty fair portion is. We do have AA and AlAnon groups that meet there, plus, we have teenagers, and it’d be pretty easy to sneak a beer or six out of the kitchen. My teenage self would have certainly done so, and in fact, did a few times back in ye olde hometowne. :smiley:

The rain is due to come in here tonight and hang around tomorrow. I have no where I need to go, so I say, come on rain!

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My firm opinion on ice is: it depends.

I’m mostly fine with room temperature drinks. Except at my mom’s - her ice maker and well water make the perfect ice for iced tea, and I don’t know why. It’s not perfect for soda or lemonade or whatever, but it’s perfect in sweetened iced tea, which I basically only drink at my mom’s. And there’s a local convenience store chain that has what they call “chewy ice,” which is small pellets of extruded cylindrical ice that must be aerated during the freezing process. If I ever win the lottery, my first luxury purchase will be one of their machines.

Meanwhile, I need to ice all of my creaky joints this evening, because I just spent the day moving the second to last and LAST SOFA MY MOTHER IS EVER ALLOWED TO BUY! The boy was supposed to help, but forgot. No worries - Ma and I have moved plenty of furniture together, albeit when both of us were younger. So I bring my truck, hitch up the flatbed trailer* **, and it’s no big deal to move the (1972, gold velvet sofa from the living room to the trailer. Ma doesn’t like ratchet straps, so she ties it down with cotton rope. Not ideal, but it’s not a huge issue. We take it to town and deliver it to The Boy’s frat house, where the 1972 sofa will probably live out its days.

Get to the sto’ with the new sofa. The feller there was slow, and not very adept at spatial relationships, so we basically told him how to load. (For liability reasons, he couldn’t just borrow me his hand truck.) He still managed to get sort of backwards, but it was all manageable. “No, thanks, we’ll do the tie-down. 'preshiate it.” Followed quickly by “No Mama, we aren’t driving 20 miles of bad roads*** with that behemoth tied down with cotton thread. I have good ratchet straps, and enough logging chain to put you in the back until we get to your house. Hold that S hook and shut up.”

Made it safely to the homestead. At which point my mom grabbed a yardstick and said “hang on, let me measure this.” That’s seriously a bad sign, you know? The narrowest bit of the furniture was 34.5 inches horizontally, and 37" vertically. No big deal for the door onto the porch. Big annoying deal for the 32" door into the house.

We made it work after I explained - forcefully - to my dad that he needed to GTF out of the way and shut up. Bless him, I think he means well, but he’s BLIND blind (as in zero vision in one eye = no depth perception, and 20% in the other,) plus has heart muscle damage that means his lower legs have terrible circulation, plus he’s always been constitutionally incapable of thinking his way through a barrier versus just getting a bigger hammer. And he feels helpless, because he really is, and belligerent, because he is****.

So I yelled at the man. I’m not proud of it, but my exact words were “get your ass back to your recliner and get out of my way.” And Ma and I managed. But I told her to enjoy her last sofa, because that sumbitch will come out with a chain saw if I have to do it. I don’t mind doing, but don’t make it harder on everyone, you know? Measure the sofa first! I’m fifty and Ma is 70, and she has watched me disassemble a bleeping sofa 25 years ago when we had a Long Dark Teatime of the Soul moment with her sofa. I did it with a screwdriver then, but I’ll use a chainsaw the next time.

I’ve decided to have a therapeutic drink tonight, while I ice my poor shoulders******.

  • Bless him, my dad didn’t think I could look at a weather forecast, so he was certain that the open trailer wouldn’t work for moving upholstered furniture on an 80° F day with a zero% chance of rain, as though tarps don’t exist. Knowing that Number One Grandson has my furniture trailer for his band, Dad wanted the kid to empty that equipment and use my/his trailer. I had to sort of lie and tell Dad that the closed hauler belongs to someone else now. Technically it does. It belongs to the band - an incorporated entity. Never mind that I hold the lien. I wasn’t going to ask the kid to spend his day off emptying the trailer, moving furniture, refilling the trailer, and skipping homework.

** Hitched to my dad’s trailer. The hitch lock wouldn’t engage. Jacked it back up, crawled under the tongue. There’s at least two broken welds, allowing two parts of the lock to spin. I asked. “Oh, I couldn’t make it lock, so I just used the smaller ball.”

***Nestor came through this weekend. Lots of welcome rain. But the dirt roads are awful, and Ma and I live on dirt roads. Dumping several inches of water on very dry red clay topped with a sand layer is just plain ugly.

**** Not denigrating my stepdad. He has his areas of expertise that I can’t approach. But furniture moving isn’t one of those areas.

***** If my shoulders feel like this, I hope Mama has two wine coolers tonight. We have some hereditary bullshit will shoulders and collarbones, and if mine feel like this at fifty, I don’t want to think about 70. I’ll just be a crazy perpetual drunk. Seriously.

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What game are you playing?

Not to be confused with the Eye-tal-ian festival, Goomba.

Speaking of which, where is flytrap?

Why ruin perfectly good JD? :confused:

BearMake sure [del]a[/del] serveral new lightning rods are installed & that the insurance is paid up, just in case Doggio suddenly finds “religion”. :eek:
I almost got a caramel apple cake on Saturday but after (two scoops of) ice cream & cider donuts in short order we wuz kinda ‘Meh’ to the idea.
I made (baked) Mac & cheese last night. This involves taking crunchy noodles, boiling them until they’re soft & then putting them into the oven until the crunch again. :confused: :smack:
Good but not nearly as good as leftovers as microwaves just don’t do crunchy.

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JD needs something to adulterate it. Spring for some of the good stuff if yer drinking it (maybe what is made down the road from Lynchburg Tennessee Whisky Distillery Tour | Cascade Hollow Distilling Co | George Dickel ).

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Peaches My family has a hereditary shoulder weakness. At least myself and my sister do. Weird.

I have had one rotator cuff repaired and am now having trouble with the other. My sister has actually had a shoulder replacement and her other is giving her fits.

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Worked, came home. Went to Canes Corner. We had a fill in host ,as our regular host is in the hospital:(.

I like ice in tea and water. Especially if it’s the “good ice” aka the tiny cubes.

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My mom, her sister, my brother, and I all have shoulder weirdness. Thus far, three of us have avoided major medical tuneups. (I avoid any and all weight-bearing if my arm has to be raised above parallel with my shoulder. I can shift surprising masses using core/lower body strength, in relation to my weight and fitness level and age. But my shoulders and collarbones make ugly painful crunchy noises if I have to lift high.)

Several years ago, my aunt had to have a series of surgeries to replace bones. The doctor told her it was a birth defect, probably hereditary. And that your clavicle really isn’t supposed to hurt. I mentioned that to my doctor, who agreed. News to me!

Apparently it’s something about the way that the clavicle joints the shoulder and interacts with the soft tissues. But I seem to have minimized damage by accidentally using my shoulders the right way for me, so I’ll stick with the factory original parts as long as I can.

But I’m going to discuss the door issue with my brother. If either parent needs a wheelchair or Walker, that 32" door may create problems. We’re converting the big porch into a dining/sunroom over the next few weekends, and I’m going to advocate for putting in a larger door while we’re working. Easier while the walls are pulled apart anyway. And if I have to redo insulation, I’d rather get all the itching over in one whack.

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Why wouldn’t you? It’s almost as essential an ingredient as cheap wine.

I got my three-month bus ticket. Since I’m going to be travelling a lot it’s possible that the cost of individual tickets would actually end up being lower, but with this one I don’t have to worry about whether I’m pronouncing the names of stops correctly :stuck_out_tongue:

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. 'Tis 74 Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 77 and maybe N.O.S. this afternoon. Yestiddy TWPTB said rain last night and all day today. :dubious: Today is laundry day. Rah. Sup shall be beastloaf, green beans, squishes, mac ‘n cheese, and rolls. Beastloaf is thawin’ in da fridge as I post. I made it a couple of weeks ago and froze it then.

Peaches you’re a good daughter. Just felt like I needed to say that. Hope the shoulder is not too ouchy today.

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

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

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It’s a drizzly morning, and real rain is promised later today. Getting up was a real chore - my last 23 work days are going to be a challenge, but I’m not going to quit early. The date I picked makes sense on several levels and I’m sticking with it. I’ll whine about it occasionally, but I’ll stay on the job till Dec 12. Because I’m nice, dammit! :smiley:

**Peaches **- I’m 65 and my mom is 85, and on Sunday, the two of us were in the rain loading 52 12X12 pavers into my truck. Not nearly as bad as your furniture moving, but not the sort of chore one expects of little old ladies! :smiley: I’m going to make my SIL unload the pavers, because I can!! He’s 30 and strong, and I don’t want to deal with unloading. :stuck_out_tongue:

Speaking of ice, I may have mentioned that I bought a counter top ice maker, and I’m loving it! The only issue with it, tho, is our well water leaves mineral deposits that are a pain to clean out. And those deposits cause teensy bubbles in the cubes, so they don’t come out crystal clear. Not a huge deal, but an annoyance nonetheless. But that sucker makes ice FAST - I can fill the freezer bin to overflowing in the course of an evening.

We go thru a lot of ice, what with 4 adults who drink iced beverages. The now-dead built-in ice maker couldn’t keep up in the summer - yet another reason to lurve the portable one!

Anyway, work beckons. Happy Tuesday!

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Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off today

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Gee, I’m off everyday, doggio…:stuck_out_tongue:

Half a loaf of Raisin Bread has been toasted, buttered, and consumed. Supposed to N.O.S. today, all the rain has moved on. Some shopping to do, but nothing critical, so I’ll probably have a Do-Little day.

All y’all take care.

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But we still like you anyways.;):smiley: