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Hullo. I’m home. Sick. Don’t get to close to your monitors…

Yesterday after I ran the vacuum and gathered a dog’s worth of hair, I suddenly felt all sweaty and weak. But it passed and I decided to go to class after all. I had a pretty good night - just some coughing - and I built the dog body and added a snout and ears to the dog’s head. All that remain are the shoulders/collar, the legs, and the tail, plus the glazing. It was funny - when I put the snout on the head, it looked like a duck. But adding the ears made the difference, so that was good. Now I just need to figure out how to do the legs.

As I was driving home, I started feeling ick again, and once I got here, I took a shot of generic nyquil and crashed. When the alarm went off this morning, I was able to tend to the critters, shower, dress, and leave, but I was about halfway to work when I decided I needed to turn around. I recognized that there was no way I’d survive the day at work and I didn’t want to make anyone else sick. And here I thought it was just allergies. hah.

Anyway, I shed the clothes I’d just put on and crawled under the covers. Bliss. I heard the stupid phone ring at 8:30 but chose to ignore it and dozed again. It rang again at 9 and I worried that maybe my daughter was trying to call, so I dragged myself to the kitchen (no phone in the guest room) to check the caller ID, and at that moment, it rang again. It was FCD. He was surprised I had been asleep. :confused: Then he wanted me to call his doctor for a refill on his meds. I declined - I’ve been bugging him for weeks to call the doc because he’s overdue for a checkup. So now he’s got to face the music himself. So there. I’m mean when I’m sick.

Since I was up and semi-functional, I scrambled some eggs (in the microwave - does that count as scrambling?) then powered up the computer. I may be crawling back into bed soon - my sinuses are filling again and my eyes are watery and I just feel lousy. I do not like being sick - have I ever mentioned that before? <sigh>

Glad to hear rosie’s doing OK. palebunny, I was going to check with you closer to the time anyway. Fallback position is taking the dogs to my mom and having a cat sitter check in at the house.

I’m in no shape to comment any more - I’m going back to bed for a while.

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Ah, yes, Grandma LOOOOOVED the CPM (continuous passive motion) machine. It moves your leg for you to help keep your knee flexible. MT didn’t get one, but a lot of people do, apparently.

And I’m almost off for another interview myself. Really, I think it’d be ideal: one job with books, and one with dogs. I guess we’ll see how this goes.

I can’t post drunk. I get frustrated with myself because my typing goes to hell and I give up and just read. Maybe I haven’t been drunk enough not to care!

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Yesterday was the Day from Hell after I left work. You. Just. Cannot. Imagine. To summarize:

  1. Traffic
  2. Slow daughter
  3. Late for doctor appointment
  4. Slow registration (because daughter hadn’t been to doc this calandar year)
  5. Screaming toddler fit when removed from joyous stairway (which he went up and down approximately 2.4 million times).
  6. Toddler fit carries down the hall to the weigh-in, where Mama is subjected to being weighed with Darling Delight in arms when DD won’t get on the scales.
  7. #1 son loses backpack at school
  8. 2 geologic ages later, backpack is found
  9. One hour after Rx dropoff, Rxes are retrieved (Estimate was for 45 minutes. I sat in the Rx drive through with three crabby, sick kids and watched my prescriptions being made up)
  10. Car starts making alarming noise. Whump-whump-whump-whump-whump
  11. Arrive home. Sick husband has had similar bad day, but 1-11 differ.
  12. Large glass of wine
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Good morning, everyone!

Amazingly I have no hangover. So there. :stuck_out_tongue: Actually I didn’t drink THAT much last night… we were at trivia night at the pub and Scottish Darling and I split a bottle of wine. I was a bit tipsy when I got home because I’d downed the last glass but overall it was a fairly well-behaved night.

whiterabbit, there IS a point where you cease to care. I reach it quite often. :slight_smile:

Drae, good luck with your interview, and thanks for keeping us updated about rosie! Get well vibes for FCM, and sympathetic hugs for Ellen and all who need them.

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Good morning, all. I am caffeinated, working hard on today’s deadline job and just got the second one which arrived by messenger (the Democractic congresspeople apparently loooove to spend money, they’re ordering all their committee meetings to be done overnight, so it justifies the reporting firm paying big $$ for the messenger to deliver it out to me – I think it costs them about $65 per messenger run! :eek:), and am having a quick bite to eat before going back to work. conejo blanco is off at her job interview – I told her if she gets the book job AND has the dog job, I want to trade lives with her! And it’s a lovely cool day; it’s supposed to rain later, but right now it’s sunny and 61°, which is just perfect for opening the windows and enjoying the fresh air.

BooFae, a dog beach is a beach at one of the county parks that is designated for dogs to go swimming. They have to be on leash everywhere else in the parks except in designated, fenced dog play areas and the beach; there, they can run around and play with each other and have a woooonderful time. Our guys think the dog beach is the bestest place EVAH! In fact, weather permitting, Papa Tigs is going to try to get home in time to take them for a swim this evening. Our beach has mostly retrievers, so there’s an endless supply of communal tennis balls to chase. Newbies sometimes bring carefully marked tennis balls, but they quickly learn that the dogs really don’t care whose ball it is if it needs to be FETCHED! From the WATER! Oh boy oh boy oh boy! :smiley:

I’m glad Rosie has the passive motion machine. I was quite jealous that I didn’t get one, but they made me do all my own moving myself. :frowning:

Okay, back to work. Wish me luck. The rest of today looks to be Hell Day.

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Nava, “my hovercraft is full of eels,” is from a Monty Python sketch. This one to be exact. MP has many geeky followers even lo these many years later.

Feel better FCM. If the use of an appliance is involved it counts as cooking. Thanks for the BioRosie update Drae and good luck on the job interview.

I met ol’ y’all know who for an early lunch and just got back. We had Mexican. I am full. Nappage may ensue.

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Okay. I’ve tidied the livingroom (made piles of books), sewn the crests on Mr. Lissar’s new gi, bleached the kitchen, cleaned the microwave, and now I should probably mend a hole in one of my shirts. I also need to scrub the fridge, but I try to alternate wet/dry/wet/dry tasks.

I still need to change the sheets and tidy the bedroom. I feel so organized and productive. Oh, and make some chicken stock. I should put that on to cook.

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Oh boy, I’m home with the allergies like FCM; I’ve been asleep most of the morning although I’m up now and hard-boiling eggs for egg salad (I’ve got a taste for it today). And Mindfield, I share that thing with the white noise - when my power goes out and leaves sudden silence, I just can’t sleep!! I’m so bad, though, that I sleep with tv and a (small) light on. hangs head in shame No, I didn’t post this to the shameful secret post, but I probably could.

At least it’s hump day. :slight_smile:

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Well, I have put up yesterday’s “doesn’t go in the dryer” laundry and given Gwen her morning gushy fud. I did not get a good night’s sleep last night - for once I went to sleep without a lot of tossing and turning only to be awakened by Mr. SCL snoring like a freight train. Kicking him and trying to get him to turn over didn’t turn off the noisemaker so I took my pillow and blanket and went to the couch. I didn’t sleep well at all so a nap is in order soon.

Swampy, the powers that be in Atlanta have decreed that we are only allowed to water between midnight and 10am; no daytime watering at all. What a pain in the butt. Don’t get caught!

Off to finish surfing and go nap.

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Well, bummer. **FCD ** found out that our primary care physician, the man who listens when we talks, who takes time with us when we visit, has left the practice. I don’t know if he retired or moved or was abducted by aliens… So now I have to find a new doctor. Which could be good, since he was pretty far from us, but I hate hate hate shopping for doctors. <sigh>

I still feel like crap, and my nose is in the faucet mode. I’m having some buttered pasta because we don’t have any soup in the house and I don’t feel up to making some from scratch. And I most certainly don’t want to go out. So pasta it is.

We had an appointment to get a carpet estimate done tonight - I need to cancel that. I think I can handle making a phone call before I lapse back into a coma.

For the record, daytime TV is pretty sucky. Maybe it’s making me sicker??

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We have this couple - I guess you could call them our closest friends. They have five kids, from 26 (I think?) to the youngest who is a HS sophomore. All boys, except the middle daughter who is the same age as my daughter (21). All of the boys are over-achievers - straight A kids, leaders, athletes, etc…

The daughter not so much. She’s a wonderful dancer - in fact teaches dance in the park district dance team. Beautiful girl, fun to be around, but very very ‘put upon’ being the middle sister in that family. Average to below average grades, didn’t start college til a year out of high school, and then left the JC after a year to try a different community college. Just this year started her first ever FT job, working at some kind of health insurance office doing phone work.

Always made bad choices in boys. The one that adored her and would make her a queen, she dumped. The one that hit her, she had to be pried away from. The latest comes from a shady family that I’ve known for years. He’s nice, but at 21, and not attending school somewhere, you think he might want to LOOK for work.

She lives at home, since she obviously can’t support herself, which is ok, this is the family in their town that ALL the kids end up crashing at some time or another. Mom and dad are great to their kids, even when they get tested - like by her a lot.

To be fair, she gets held up to her brother’s standards a lot, and frankly she’s not her brothers. She’s kind of spoiled and knows it. Her mom is incredibly hard on her, being the one that holds her up most often to her brothers.

Well, yesterday we heard she’s pregnant.

Ok, that’s tough news. She might not keep her job and without it has no health insurance. The boyfriend hasn’t been seen anywhere near her parents in a week. She had to sit and tell her dad this without the baby’s dad anywhere in sight.

Her mom, our friend is completely pissing me off though. The girl’s oldest brother got married in January, of course to a perfect girl from a perfect family, and only after they both graduated and have their perfect jobs lined up - which Mom is making a point of reminding her daughter.

“Great, now you’ve taken a time when we should be waiting for wonderful news LIKE THIS from your brother and ruined it with this”

“I hope she doesn’t think she’s living HERE with a baby, she can go live with HIS family”

“She has no insurance, needs to see a doctor, and I’m not paying a dime to help her, let her figure out how to take care of herself now”

“This doesn’t happen in my family, what will people say now?”

“I don’t think she’ll have an abortion, but if she stays this sick, and loses the baby, I’ll call that a blessing”

Crap like that.

And you know, yeah - she screwed up, but it happens.

Holy crap, that’s your DAUGHTER, and whatever she is, or whatever she’s gotten herself into, you support her. Help her, don’t demean her. She’s been handed everything in the world by you to this point, so now when she’s in a situation where she needs guidance, you want to shove her away?

(True story: At one point when she was still run off and staying with the guy that hit her, in an attempt to get her to leave him and come home, they said they would buy her a car to come home and leave him. That’s the red Sebring convertible. :rolleyes: )

Her folks are devout catholic - FWIW. Her dad I think, no I know will not let Mom cast the daughter aside, and I know he’ll be there to help. No one expects everyone to be bubbly and excited, and I know him - he’ll call her to task and make her stand up and get responsible - but having been there (unprepared for a child when you find out it’s coming), I know she’ll do fine. Deep down she’s a great kid, I love her like a daughter - in fact, she signed the back of the picture she gave me when she graduated from high school “to my (insert name of town I lived in then) Dad”.

I really want to give her a call, but I want to talk to her dad first. Mom can go pound sand.

I was going to Pit this, but I don’t like the Pit, everything gets piled on there.

I just wanted to vent.

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Oh, dear. It sounds like the Mom should be smacked repeatedly.What a twit. Sure, your daughter doesn’t make good choices, but for crying out loud don’t blame her for evilly producing an imperfectly-timed grandkid, and thus ruining the grandparent gig. I’m glad her Dad will be supportive-but-firm.

Prayers headed out, and vent as much as you like.

Grr.

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My daughter stopped home for a few minutes last night between work and going back to school. She got off a funny comment that we all laughed (guiltily) at.

“Gee, maybe when she was extorting the car out of them last year, instead of the convertible, she should have asked for a minivan”

But, yeah, Mom needs a slap with a wet mackerel.

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That’s terrible. Whatever disagreements I have with my parents, at the very least I know that they’re always there for me. Poor girl.

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MBG here’s hopin’ mom will come to her senses. That’s an awful situation to be in. Maybe it’ll serve as a wake up call for daughter as well. I mean, now, she’ll have a child to be responsible for. I’ll keep her and the family in my thoughts and prayers. Oh and this is the place to come in and vent and unload. That’s what we’re here for.

Snakes, yeah, I need to set my sprinkler system to automatically water early morning on Monday, Wednesday and Saturday which are my watering days since I’m an even. My next door neighbor has been watering everyday. I told her about the restrictions but still she does it. So far, she hasn’t been caught or warned. As I understand it, the first time is a warning, the second time is a fine and the third time is a fine and they yank your water. They don’t have an in ground sprinkler system so I’m sure the midnight to ten a.m. restrictions are a pain if you gotta drag sprinklers around all over the yard, but she needs to be careful. Heh. My back yard is completely privacy fenced so I could water back there all day long every day and no one would know but I wouldn’t cause I get all paranoid. Plus it ain’t right.

FCM daytime tv is sucky. Course nighttime ain’t much better.

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This is the most telling line - how sad that it trumps her daughter. I know I’d be angry and disappointed if my daughter was pregnant without a degree, a job, and a husband, but she is my daughter and we’d work through it.

Sure hope that the mom will get over the shock and start acting like a mother who cares more about her daughter than the neighbors…

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Sweetie, to me, you’ll always be odd. :stuck_out_tongue:

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Whatever happened to the sentiment, “I don’t give a damn what the neighbors think”?

Bus Dude, any chance you can hire the poor girl, to give her a steady job?

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Be that as it may, the state of Georgia has declared me an even. Ok, I’ll admit I do find that odd. :smiley:

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Whew. Morning was crazy. It’s slowed down a bit this afternoon (so far) so I can actually catch up a bit.

BusDude - Jeez. Those parents have superiority issues. I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if the dauther’s mediocrity is because of her parents’ constant use of her siblings as her life’s yardstick. You just don’t do that kinda shit.

Tarragon - I don’t think I could sleep with variable noise like a TV going. For me it has to be a constant, non-intrusive noise that easily sinks to the back of your consciousness, which a fan fits quite nicely. Light I can sleep in if I’m tired enough – actually sometimes I can fall asleep better with a medium light on (like a television), but the problem with that is that it will eventually wake me up and I’ll end up having to shut it off anyway. I don’t know that there’s anything shameful about it, really – we all have our ways of getting to sleep. Me, sleeping in silence exposes my ears to every crick and squeak of structural settling, cats padding across the carpet, windows rattling in the wind, all of which will yank me out of that near-sleep state. The white noise drowns it out and I fall asleep much better, and will sleep much more soundly. (excuse the pun.)

Speaking of puns, where’s Spats?