Wait til you’re retired, Monday will be your favorite day of the week. The banks and libraries are open again, the buses are running, your normal TV shows are on, the noisy neighbors with loud music are gone back to work, your investment quotations are going up and down, the dog has stopped barking at the visiting grandchildren.
Happy Toosday!
I just closed my window as it got down to 72 degrees over night, but it promises to be a hot 93 degrees today.
Today is laundry day and pizza day.
However it is also road trip day so I have to figure out the logistics of this. Going to look at a house that has a cistern. I don’t know a damn thing about cisterns and I thought FHA would not approve it but it turns out they will so we shall see.
Welcome Sunny, I hope you brought chocolate because I’m feeling a bit out of sorts today and in the interested of safety (everyone else’s) I should have some nice chocolate.
Yinz I hope your hubby comes home today.
I’m trying to get ready to get out of here but of course the HFH are tying up the bathroom all morning.
Good morning all.
I saw news trucks from all three of the local stations this morning as I came off of the interstate to go to work. I thought to myself, “Gee, they’re a bit early. I haven’t even started my rampage yet.”
Today my grandma turns 85. I made a little fork dude who is waving at her and took it into her while she was eating her bowl of cereal. I sang Happy Birthday and set up the fork guy and put the candy down. She was oblivious to the fork, said thank you for me singing to her, and went right on eating. I was trying to joke with her asking her if she knew how old she was. I suggested that she was 40 and she agreed that she probably was. I told her that I had just turned 40 recently and that it was likely that she was probably older than that. She said, oh, ok. I told her how old she was. She didn’t care. It didn’t matter that it was her birthday. She was just intent on finishing her bowl of cereal. This is the saddest this has made me in a long time.
Someone put me out of my misery before I get like this, or perhaps if I get the diagnosis I’ll just do it myself.
Fuck Alzheimer’s.
Belated blurf.
Maybe they were tipped off?
Most likely they have a policy to swing by on a daily basis just in case.
Tuesdays are pretty good, too. I ran by the grocery store this morning, and there was hardly anyone in there. Only bad part was the checker at the express lane was having all kinds of problems with the lady in front of me, but I don’t know why - she only bought 4 items! No biggie - I got my stuff and I’m home.
Being retired is also great for going to the dump. Instead of fighting the crowds on Saturday, you can go during the week - easy peasy! But I’ve got to say, my favorite day is the last business day of the month - that’s when my check is deposited. 
I gots me a nice hunk of poke at Food Lion - it’s been converted into 8 chops and a small roast that’s soaking in teriyaki for tomorrow’s supper. I just put the sprinkler on the flower beds in front of the shed - they’re kinda wilty. What to do now??? I think I’ll design the mantle clock I’m going to sculpt. That works.
I just talked with a person who is allegedly interested in bein’ a participant. I quote…
“I’m interested but I’ll have to think about how I can make it fit with my schedule. At one o’clock every afternoon I have to eat lunch and watch my soap opera. I’m used to that now and don’t want to change that.”
Yeah. Winner there. Put her at the top of the list. :rolleyes:
I have a feelin’ Satan will drive a zamboni before I talk with her again.
Swampy, I can see that; the storylines move at such a fast pace that if you miss a [del]month[/del], [del]week[/del], day you’ll be lost & not know what’s going on. :rolleyes:
Sticks, I went to the funeral of a friend killed in Aurora and remember afterwards as everyone was visiting seeing his mom, who suffers from Alzheimers, sitting at a table a little confused but looking around and slightly smiling politely at all these people at the church. She looked at me, nodded her head and continued looking around. She didn’t recognize me even though she’d known me since I was born and had been friends with my parents in college. Her boys and I played together since we were kids. That was okay, I expected as much but what crushed me was realizing she wasn’t aware she was at her son’s funeral, this one of the kindest, most caring and wonderful moms I’ve ever known. Sad as that is, one thing it couldn’t take away from her is her gentle self, her kindness, her serene peace with all around her.
I’m sorry about your grandmom and what’s been taken already is unforgivable but at least she sounds to still be the same sweet person as before and hasn’t changed into something we too don’t recognize. It’s not perfect but with this insidious illness I think we have to take and cherish what we can get. It’ll never be the same as before but there’s one part of what makes us us that even that disease can’t conquer.
swampy, obviously you don’t understand the importance of one’s stories… :rolleyes:
We just had a power burp - just long enough to screw a few things up. At least it was quick and we didn’t have to break out the generator.
My kid just got back from camp. Apparently power burps were not just a daily event but were intentionally lengthened and even given a grade.
okay. I’m home. I have lots to tell. But first Cousin and I are going out to eat and I’m driving her back to Brooklyn. L8rz!
{{{StickyBuns}}} my father had Alzheimer’s. So did his sister and brother. Makes me wonder what’s in store for me.
lieu glad to know he (or she) understands the importance of a power burp. 
MOOOOOOM and Spidey I suppose it would be just terrible if she missed a whole week of her story. It might take her ten minutes to catch up! If only someone would invent a way we could record stuff to watch later. Life is sooooooooooo hard!
Leftover chikin enchilada for N.O.L. YUM! I have declared tonight to be pizza night. I blame Sari cause she mentioned pizza earlier.
ETA: Rosie we anxiously await tales of Nerd Camp!
**lieu **- your adorable little angel couldn’t possibly be so crude as to belch loudly and long in public, could she? :eek:
I’ve decided what my first clock will be - I just finished creating a pattern that will be cut out of plywood and serve as the fixture as I build the clock. I’ve ordered a package of 6 quartz movements so I guess I’m committed to making at least 6 clocks, right? We shall see how it goes.
{{{sticky}}}, memory loss can be a be-yotch. I usually have to remind my mama who I am several times when talking on the phone to her. In person, she still knows though.
Welcome, Sunny! My payment can be made in Amazon gift cards.
Yinzer, I hope they spring your hubby soon and you get some sleep.
Today is a leeeetle more exciting than yesterday with leeeetle being the operative word.
Memory loss in general sucks. My 87-year-old grandmother doesn’t have Alzheimer’s or dementia, but her memory isn’t what it used to be and she’s a lot crankier.
My talk today KILLED! The audience asked good questions, I took just enough time, and they seemed interested. Lunch (a steak salad) was excellent and I got a nice coffee cup. I also have two more job interviews lined up, so I hope to be back to irk soon.
Rockin’ yay for knockin’ 'em daid! Appropriate/Inapproriate appendages crossed re the job interviews.
Pizza has been ordered. I somehow managed to have enough energy left to order via teh intartoobz. OYKW is pickin’ it up. We’re eatin’ early cause we’s hongry.
Furnace and a/c service guy has been and gone. The a/c is running overtime because he had to run the furnace for a bit and it heated up the house. It’s 95° and my furnace was on. eeeeesh
Time to clean the Amish corn for supper!