For me it’s the sounds of summer, leaf blowers, lawn mowers the buzz of mozzies in the morning and evening. Bad music coming from loud boats, brats on water bikes and bellowing drunks late at night.
It’s early but imagonna turn on the AC now.
For me it’s the sounds of summer, leaf blowers, lawn mowers the buzz of mozzies in the morning and evening. Bad music coming from loud boats, brats on water bikes and bellowing drunks late at night.
It’s early but imagonna turn on the AC now.
I occasionally crochet but I’m not very good at it. I’m trying a new pattern that isn’t really beyond my skills, except I messed up a couple of rows back and decided to rip that out and fix it. No big deal except the yarn is fluffy and basically velcros itself into knots, and as I tried to tug one loose, it broke. I haven’t fully removed ONE row. I’m sitting here wondering if I should just cut my losses and restart the project or carry on but risk more breaks and having frayed yarn and a million ends to weave.
So frustrating.
ETA and it broke again 10 inches later. Fuck it, I’m only a dozen rows into a scarf. I’m starting over.
I’d just cut losses and start over, if you have enough remaining yarn or can easily get more. Textured yarns are awful to unravel.
ETA: previous ETA came in while I was typing. I agree with the decision to start over.
My old analog TiVo recently stopped being able to pick up channels from the little digital converter box, and I have no idea how to get the digital converter box to do its job correctly. It appears to be running properly.
There’s no way I’m buying a new $450+tax TiVo. But it would have been nice to be able to record the Tony awards tonight, because I won’t be home for any of it. .
I do have enough yarn and I think the little yarn shop where I got it should have more of the same lot to colour match.
I tried too many different “new” things that I had practiced on scrap yarn, and then ended up losing count of stitches and introducing a counting error that was just basically going to propagate.
On the other hand, I’m feeling ok about starting again with a foundation row (double crochet) and using stacked single crochet instead of a turning chain. The rest of it is just chains and double.
I tend to put things down and not work on them for months and this one just got away from me.
Had dinner at a restaurant where all I could smell was the stench of air freshener drifting out from the restroom around the corner. It had one of those automatic dispensers on the wall. I’ve complained at 2 restaurants already about these. Sometimes they’re in the lobby. Ruins what might have been a good meal.
What season is it for you now? I mean, I’m at the very start of summer. If I delayed working on a scarf for a few months? Pffft!
I had a long nap and woke up in the middle of the night and have now been haunting the SDMB. But I have a crucial question.
WTF is it with this “dawn chorus” thing? Apparently birds sense the approaching dawn and start tweeting their hearts out. But it’s three fucking thirty AM! There is no sun on the horizon! There won’t be for another two hours according to the weather bureau sunrise/sunset records. What are these birds doing, and what do they want from me? How can I get them to shut up?
I’m certain that these are the same birds that take aim at my car whenever I leave it out in the driveway. This is no accident. They don’t just shit randomly anywhere. They always shit right on the driver’s side door. One of them recently had such good aim that it shit right on the driver’s side door handle. Later, another one splat across the window. I’ve never seen bird shit on any of my neighbour’s cars. It appears that the local birds all enjoy a good meal of whatever it is that they like, and then they circle above my car while they digest it.
Did you turn on a light ? Maybe that would get them going.
No, I was on another room, and heard the damn chirping and cheeping through the open window on the other side of the house. Fuckers have probably shit on my car again.
I actually like birds, for the most part. I could even forgive the dawn chorus if they’d just stop shitting on my car.
Yeah, start of summer for me, too! But I crochet slowly and sporadically so working on it now means someone might get to wear it this winter!
That’s probably for the best.
They were discussing that @#$%& dog that barks at them all the time???
Based on this feedback, I decided not to play it. Besides… I’m already dividing my time enough between work, childcare, writing, and my current hobby (cross-stitching.)
However, my uncle, unprompted, generously gifted me a copy, so now I have to play it.
I understand why he thought this is a good idea for a gift. The man has a job, but no kids, and he has a wife (my Aunt) who has accepted that he will spend 90% of his free time playing video games. If you are in a phase of life where you have committed to the time anyway, of course a new game is a fun thing to try. It’s just harder for us to make video games fit our lives right now.
Hopefully I’ll like it more than you.
I hope so. It really is beautiful.
Place holder- I will type a much longer post later.
A friend of Mom’s is a retired nurse. She keeps insisting that Mom can go back to her condo. My sister, sister in law and I have kept explaining that why that is impossible. Cathy, the friend in question has ignored us and keeps giving Mom ‘advice’ about how to live in the condo. I had been very patient. I finally yelled at her to shut up. She did not shut up. She kept giving useless advice without knowing the facts. She also repeatedly said I was threatening her. I asked her when I threatened her. She then backed down to “I felt threatened.” Eventually staff made everyone but me leave the room.
I was trying to calm down. Then another of Mom’s friends came in and said that it was not Mom’s fault that she was in the hospital. It was my fault and I was abusive.
In many ways, I am a stereotypical Jewish boy. I would never NEVER hurt my Mom. I was angry in the first place because she other people were assuming they knew all the facts and giving advice that was harmful. I stood up started yelling, explaining why this was Mom’s fault and that I would never hurt her. I ended by shouting “Fuck you!”
Every body else has left, I am with Mom and calming down.
In a bit, I will see if I have the authority to block Cathy from visiting again. If not, I will have my sister do it
I spent 9 minutes on the phone verifying my identity to solve an issue with our Wells Fargo business account. I mentioned this to the CSR who didn’t understand my frustration.
If this shit is so insecure that it takes 9 minutes just for a person to verify who the fuck they are, then perhaps somebody, someone, somewhere needs to take a step back and admit that current security protocols just suck.
Their favorite in season meal around here right now is mulberries. Purple shit everywhere!
I got a request last week to send someone a not-insignificant amount of money urgently. T’was legit, as in the requestor literally wouldn’t exist w/o me & it was to go toward not-cheap emergency care for my granddog. Figured the best way to send it was to send a wire. Holy crap on a cracker; the steps I had to go thru with my bank to send someone some $ was freakin’ insane. Sent them R&T & acct #s. Nope, not good enough, they needed to see them in print. Okay, I got a copy of his statement but the R&T #; can’t you just look it up? Nope, they can’t. Luckily his CU has it listed on the bottom of their homepage, along w/ their address & phone #, which was also ‘required’ (Hint, nope, it’s not required to send a wire, it is apparently procedure where I bank though.) The amount of back & forth to send one simple wire was insane!
Mini-micro rant:
I keep wanting to add the name, “Jon Snow,” to this month’s thread name.