Nope. Its still dripping.
And once again, you prove that you are smarter than the average bear!
Hubs knew where the checkbook was, he wrote the quarterly garbage payment last week. He told me that it usually lives in one of his desk drawers, but he wrote the check anyhow. We aren’t sure that the bank will recognize my signature yet.
So I opened one end of the box to slide the check in, but I had made it too tight and ended up taking the box apart again. It was only after I had re-taped it again that I saw the distillery flyer Hubs brought home for NF. Barbara (Hatfield) designed them herself and is rightfully proud of them, so I opened the box again.
It has been re-taped even better than before and will NOT be opened again before mailing. If all goes well, it will be in the mail tomorrow.
I always say “if you want to know the easiest way to do something, find the laziest person in the room”.
I’m guessing she’s still working? Does she like coffee? You could get her an assortment or just give her a gift card for the closest coffee shop. Cheese and/or chocolate could work too, at her age, she already has all the dust catchers she needs, so her favorite consumables would probably be best. If you know what those would be of course.
The evening is winding down and I’ve only seen two lightnin’ bugs. I’m guessing they all got laid and many of their eggs are in my deadhedge 
Only two hummingbirds too, the ones I saw last week are the ones I would be seeing in AZ next month. Amazing.
What I tried growing didn’t do well either. I got a few cucumbers and one good zuchinni, the herbs were pretty good though No squash set on and only one pumpkin. But it set late and won’t get full grown. The vines were gorgeous and the blossoms but no veggies.
And speaking of my family reunion yesterday we kind of had another today. Attendance yesterday was low because about a third of the family, one branch was getting ready for a funeral today. The lady was the wife of a cousin of my mother and she was ninety eight. The funeral was in the church she attended all her life, in a small church in rural Kansas. When her husband died he had also attended there all his life. Ninety eight years in one place. Now, my mother was baptized, confirmed, married and buried from here in Topeka but she wasn’t quite that old when she died. The country church has a nice fellowship hall and I have attended reunions there over the years, but there is one other significance it has to my family. My grandmother was not raised in a church but of course my grandfather was, When they began courting seriously she attended church for the first time with him, on Christmas Eve of 1923. She ended up being baptized and confirmed in later 1926, here in Topeka, after she was married to my grandfather. She became a pillar of the church. My sister and I attended the funeral and lunch afterwards but did not go to the committal. The burial was where I have a lot of maternal family, and where I will be interred myself.
I am also the oldest sibling of three. The sister I mentioned is the middle one and our other sister died five years ago, very suddenly.
Tnis is a skill I also enjoy developing, I have also been crocheting a lot lately, for gifts of course, and that keeps me in the recliner.
i was doing the usual 200 Top Blue/Top White loading. Plus heaving the irregs onto the belt. Which was a lot. Between the humidity and being out of fan range, I was pooped. I left as soon as the sort was over. I gassed up Carmen, only a gallon and a half this week, good since gas is just under $4. I did my Aldi run, and also stopped at Harris Teeter. Aldi was blown out, and both were out of Yukon gold potatoes. I have enough Irish in me that any sort of potato shortage makes me twitchy.
The last(and pretty much only family reunion) was just outside of Sturgis in 2007. My Aunt Mary made up Day-Glo neon CLARKFEST 2007 t-shirts for everybody.
Hey, somebody has to crush your stuff while you’re waking up. 
When Mom needed alone time, she just told me to go play in traffic. 
Yay for fixing, boo for taking orever to figure it out.
Glad the food was good, and Mr. Taters continues to mend.
Shazbot!
Swampy, your days exhaust me!
At the wedding:
^Firefox didn’t send this morning. Now:
Up from naptime, having an Old Fashioned with a mushroom Swiss burger and fries.
Mine doesn’t have a light, so I touch test it , pre naptime.
Camping on Carolina Beach with a lummox of a GSD afraid of loud noise when the drunken neighbors spent 6 hours setting out fireworks is not fun.
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Dogs tend to be smarter than kids. We would have loved it!
But, you are right, camping is great fun for kids. Not so much for the adults trying to stop them from using poison ivy for toilet paper.
She always looks so happy with you.
Late night final time. Exercised and Whataburger added the calories back (still lost a pound down to 203.8lbs.). Outside of that have been mostly inactive. Tomorrow will be busier, what with vaccinations and soccer practice, so just as well I rested up today.
JtC, I think I once got about $7 from one of those class action suits, never did as well as you have. Happy mailing!
Hippie, lovely pic.
And just not motivated to write anymore right now. We’ll see if I’m in a more talkative mood tomorrow. See ya’ll 2sDay.
I’m tired tonight. Didn’t sleep well at all last night. With chemical assistance, I hope it will go better tonight.
The day started cool, 49Ferrets, and rose to 69F for a high. That was fine with me.
Good luck with the shots tomorrow, metal mouse! I’ve still got an itchy lump on my left arm from the COVID vax last Thursday as my last remaining side effect, but I hope to be ready for the flu jab this Friday. Then I’m done for the year.
Knots, I love how you think.
Keep setting the RDOS standard, swampy! As I’ve told you before, you’re my spirit animal!
taters, glad the restaurant turned out to be a keeper! And it’s great to hear Mr. taters continues to improve!
Enjoy Coq au Vin, Mollie, and Hershey, PA tomorrow and following! Sounds like a nice trip for you both.
Congrats on finishing up the big writing organizational project, Lily! A happy accomplishment, for sure.
JtC, you’re a good friend to send such a lovely gift to NF, along with the check to reimburse her. I’m sure she will be tickled to receive such a fun package. And you’re right – it was far more of an undertaking than it ought to have been. Cool about the check for the class action lawsuit! Also, who knew a wimple needs to be so sturdy?
Re blackberries, you can do like I do and make a small batch of jam with them. Takes about 4 1/2 cups of berries to end up with 4 half-pints of jam. If you like it as well as I do, those birds will have some tough competition for the berries! And if you don’t, lots of people enjoy getting homemade jam. Personally, I think you’ve found treasure behind your shed!
It’s at $4.81/gallon here for regular, and rising. I fully expect it to hit $5.00/gallon very soon.
Very nice pic of you and Mrs. Hippie, Hippie. Thanks for posting it.
For someone who walked around in a daze today, I felt like I got some important stuff done. Arranged for a fill of my propane tank in the upcoming week, so that’s done for another 4 years. The woman who arranged the fill got me a good price per gallon and we had a nice gab. Just sort of hit it off. That’s always an unexpected pleasure.
The wasps’ nest is no more. The exterminator fellow dressed in full regalia to take them on, as they were a very aggressive bunch. Glad that’s handled.
The chimney sweep will be out in the next few weeks to clean the wood burner. Now, if I can just rent a log splitter, I’ll be in business for the year.
I’ve had a hankering for pumpkin pie, probably just due to the season. So I made one today. It turned out very well. I am unapologetic about adoring pumpkin pie spice! The pie is super smooth and rich, so I definitely scratched that itch.
That’s it for me, I’m out. Have great nights, all!
@Baker I have been remiss and I want to apologize for overlooking you. I’m glad you are back, you have been missed! I hope your days are happy ones and you learn to really enjoy your life as a RDOS. (It took me about half an hour.)
Good idea, I am sure that there are more than that in safe picking distance. I did eat a couple of handfuls today and they were juicy and sweet.
I was very surprised about the size of the check and impressed that they found my current address, I filed for it before we moved. I also thought the way the envelop was marked was kinda tricky, it looked like junk mail and many folks just toss that sort of thing without looking.
I wouldn’t need a sturdy wimple if I was smart enough to protest somewhere in the AC! (who would have thought that I’d still be wearing one after all this time. this time line sucks.)
Oh, I seem to remember you asking me about driving without being able to see farther than 25 feet ahead of my car. I have made accommodations to my unknown-until-we-moved-here fear of deer. I try to avoid driving during the twilight hours when they are heading back to their sleeping area and I also let people pass me as soon as I can. Then I follow them at a normal speed while leaving plenty of stopping room between us. Hopefully the leading car will scare the deer off the road and if they hit the deer, I will have time to stop.
For a while I was happier on the freeway, but then I watched a deer play frogger across 6 lanes and there went that illusion.
At least I’m saving money on gas, LOL!
It’s still under five a gallon in WV, but I’ve heard it is going up faster than last time.
At least we aren’t in CA. Their gas is heart-stopping high during normal times, I can’t imagine how much it is now.
I think I heard Bill Gates used that idea.
Was a glorious closed Monday at the museum, but I couldn’t get quite as much done as hoped. There were guys sand blasting the metal firer escape in the park, so no finishing the snails project.
I got a “working hard or hardly working” from the executive director of the museum at 4:45. There were 5 people standing around a prototype thing on the floor, trying to decide if it worked, as it was being installed. Fuck you bitch, go write a grant or whatever it is you do.
My manager, and El Presidente, didn’t say anything about the $100 shortage on my drawer on Friday. I don’t know why I was short, but I suspect two, brand new, $100 bills were stuck together. Fingers crossed, I won’t get in trouble.
What a day. The first member to come in brought her ‘life’s savings’ of rolled coins ($172 worth) and a couple thousand dollars in tip money (mostly $1 to $20 bills) for deposit. [Aside: I have rolls of quarters, dimes, nickels, and pennies that are only used for measuring. My manager said I should count them as loose coins in my drawer, rather than rolled coins in my vault, so that I can measure rolled coins brought in by members. Yeah, right. Nobody brings in rolled coins. But this morning I decided to put them in my drawer – though I still count them with my rolled coin amounts.] The next member had, like, $4,000 in mostly small bills for deposit. So I have stacks of paper money, and a basket full of coins. It was after lunch before I was able to break everything down into bundles and sell the coins and the surplus currency to the vault. It took even longer until I could count my drawer. I’m guessing that those 09:00 transactions were finally sorted out around 14:00.
Anyway, much to my pleasure, the amounts I counted in my drawer matched the amounts the computer said I should have. After my OCD about knowing how much of what I have had been resolved, it was decently quiet… until a quarter to five. A cow-orker had not finished the posting of checks received in the mail. Since she was leaving early, she asked me to finish for her. We close at 17:39. Between the members coming through the drive-up, and the surprise mail deposits/payments. it was 17:33 before I finished – three minutes after we close. There are still things to do after closing, so we didn’t get out until about ten-'til-six. It was a very Monday Monday.
I thought I might have a zucchini boat for dinner. No, my leftover rib-eye and a can of spinach. So of course, I had the tom kha gai.
PCP visit at 07:40 tomorrow. It’s about bedtime. But I have a little tequila to drink first.
Oh… This morning I cooked four Johnsonville chorizo sausages (about a pound, skin removed, and broken up with a spoon) and five, scrambled, ‘jumbo’ eggs. I made a breakfast burrito out of some of it, and put the rest into a container for the rest of the week.