So we have a PT super we’re training for Smalls. And Unload overloaded the belt. Again
Belt: < move 10 feet in 45 minutes >
Super: you gotta get this finished before the Air gets here at 6:20
Narrator: “In fact, there Air got there at 8:15”
This makes for an intresting mental picture.
Ouch for hubby, JtC. Hope GG doesn’t make him laugh too mcuh till he’s healed.
Feel better, Taters.
Supernatural Princess Pretty Paws!
D’oh! So sorry, dogbutler.
This is the correct answer. 
The movers are emptying our house now and will head over to the new place soon. I’m very happy and impressed.
The organizers come the next 2 days to help us unpack. I will be broke for months (years?) after this, but being unpacked is worth it.
I bought Snickers fun size. Not my favorite but I’ll eat it in a pinch. Leftovers will go to the barn the very next day.
Great when things work out.
I know it’s not the same, but this reminds me of the battered and fried cauliflower we used to get at the company canteen. It was sooooo good. That was before the company decided to outsource the canteen.
Speaking of canteens, the company decided to go all out with the Halloween decorations, so there were fake spider webs all over the different stations. There’s a weird relationship with Halloween here. It’s usually not done, but it seems that there are a few people who love to decorate. Just as long as we don’t get any trick or treaters. We will not be answering the door that evening.
Had the BIG meeting with the apartment owners in the building. We all agreed that we have to replace the heating (old oil burner, that’s past due), we all agreeed that we will get an air source heat pump, and enough agreed that we will get solar panels and paint the building, so we can go forward with the building improvements. This went very well.
We did not yet start discussing the color. We may have to have a later meeting - one that involves alcohol - for that.
An added plus was that the hosts serve dried apples and apricots, plus walnut halves. I had to ask where they bought the walnuts, because every time I buy walnuts, even if I use them within a month, I find they don’t taste fresh. And these were good.
Even better - she bought them at the nearby store - from the bulk food bins. I have never bought anything from the bulk food bins there because I thought they didn’t get enough turnover. Guess I have to try.
It’s Tuesday, right? Somehow I think Christmas will be here before I know it.
Son unit fell off his motorcycle a few years back and broke some ribs. Went to the ER and they said “Yup. You broke some ribs” and sent him home wrapped up. Some time later he got to feeling really bad and they took him back in and discovered that one of the ribs had punctured a lung.
It might be a good idea for him to get it checked out.
Jeez Mom, I hope your taxes get sorted and it’s all just a misunderstanding.
We, especially me, seriously dislike Halloween. Fortunately we never get T-or-T’ers here, or at least haven’t for the 3 years we’ve owned this house.
Thanksgiving, on the other paw, we like. Especially me. I love turkey, especially leftover turkey. When I was a single person, many, many moons ago, I would buy a boneless turkey breast, about 5 to 7 lbs worth, once a month. I would cook it in the pressure cooker and divide it into 7 portions. The first day I would make turkey noodle soup with a portion ('cause I had all that broth from the pressure cooker), and bag the rest of the portions and put one in the fridge and freeze the rest. Every night thereafter I would make something with another portion of turkey. Turkey stroganoff is especially good.
If nothing else, it makes wonderful sammiches.
We might not get to vote this election. We changed our registration this year and we were very careful to fill the forms out completely 'cause our street address is NOT the same as our mailing address. There is no mail delivery in town and everybody has a post office box.
Yesterday I got to wondering where our ballots were and went on line to check.
Well, I discovered that they had mailed our ballots to our street address. 
Fecking idjits!
I went in and corrected our mailing addresses, which we had put in correctly on the forms, but who knows if they’ll get it figured out in time. Fecking idjits!
Other than that, we’re fine here.
Y’all have a great week.
Another vote for getting the ribs checked out by a doc. Also, they might be able to wrap the ribs and get him some relief from the discomfort or recommend a brace/support that would help.
Tell hubs his friendly yet insistent volunteer night nurse says he should get checked out and he doesn’t want to cross me. He doesn’t need to know I’m a thousand miles away.
Afternoon all. Calories pedaled off and then put back on (I can;t be trusted around Pepsi and Ice) and some shopping done (went meaning to spend $6.50 and came out with $41.38 in stuff). Now watching Champion’s League soccer and waiting for the rain (looks like it’ll get here about 4pm and some nasty stuff about 40 minutes later). So inside I will stay.
nellie, my limit is about 63F, then the heat goes on. Before that I’ll use a space heater if I feel the need.
OK, back to the soccer. Take care all.
Motor Vehicles sent me an email saying that our tags were flagged till we settle up with the Comptroller. So I called. Then emails our accountant. She got back to me quickly - she’d dealt with this before and she was going to call the tax people to straighten it out. So we’ll get a bill from the accountant, but it won’t be $31K, so there’s that. Dammit.
The day after Halloween always meant lots of treats in the break room at work. It was a dangerous time for me… Did I ever mention I have an overactive sweet tooth??
My granddaughter is in the red top and green skirt - taken at her school.
Waiting for FCD to get home so we can have supper. I’s stahvink!!! I’ll probably just do salad and smoked chickie. Or not. Who knows…
Saw the doc today about the knee. It went as expected, with a referral to an ortho, who will then refer me for pics before making recommendations. Likely an injection up front, and possibly surgery of some sort when they can schedule it.
Tomorrow is a trip along the Mighty Mississipp to the town of Pepin, where we stayed in an RV park for a month some years ago. On the way, we’ll stop at the Stockholm Pie Company for a treat or two or ten. And lunch; yeah, that’s the ticket.
Happy Toosday!
Was a not so bad 57 degrees at the park this morning.
Barly and Humpy were there, and when they bark, Cerby barks.
I told him he is getting a shock collar. Barking annoys me. He also spent time barking at a pit puppy on the small side.
I told him, you have six dogs to play with on this side, but you’d rather bark at the dog on the other side?
Barky mom was quite smug about it.
One of the regulars told me he feels sorry for me because I always get stuck alone with her, and even my dogs leave me.
I could get up and leave, but she would just follow.
He’s getting better, he didn’t bark at the mailman today.
And no, I won’t get him a shock collar. I might consider a vibrating or citronella collar though. One of my clients used a citronella collar, it only took about three barking episodes for the dog to catch on.
I got woken up in the middle of the night by my son and Cerby playing. Between that and weird dreams, I’m tired today.
I think Cerby is going to have a hard time when my son goes back to irk tonight.
I have two doctor’s appointments tomorrow. It’s a good thing the one in the armpit is letting it be televisit. The other one is letting me do that too. That makes me happy.
I can’t believe I made two appointments for the same day.
I picked up my taxes, it hurts. I already paid, but I owe more than expected.
The accountant also told me I should have been taking a deduction that I haven’t been taking. I don’t know if it is worth it to go back and redo them.
After I got my taxes, I filled the gas tank, even more pain. Then I picked up Cerby’s scripts, which were pretty cheap.
Nellie, I think what you and FCM go through is way worse than what I go through.
I am starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel at least.
I think if I didn’t have to irk, I would feel a lot less stressed.
Still waiting to hear back from the downspout people and the physical therapy office.
Christmas comes way too fast each year, and I forgot to mention, I heard a commercial on the radio for Christmas last week.
It’s not even frigging Halloween yet.
I’m not handing out candy this year. Cerby would go berserk, and I would get grumpy.
No idea what we are doing for Thanksgiving. If Niece1 and her husband aren’t together, she isn’t going to host dinner. I live too far away and nobody wants to come up here because they have other places to go too.
I’m fine with buying two Hungry Man Turkey Dinners and calling it a day. Well, really only one turkey dinner, because my son would rather have chicken. Or even better, just order a pizza for him.
Holidays mean nothing to him
No idea about Christmas either.
I’ll order gifts from da jungle and send them to the appropriate addresses.
I suppose I should want to get together with the family, but if I don’t have to go to the armpit, I will be happy.
Cerby is making my son crazy right now. He is a very demanding dog and he wants my son to pet him.
He and Echo played well last night, until they didn’t.
They have been playing a lot today, outside and inside.
I will be happy to put them in daycare tomorrow.
Now I have to figure out an irk schedule. I have one appointment at 10, and the other at 1:30.
I may as well take the whole day off. I can call unemployment back inbetween appointments.
Good deal on the driveway 2gig!
sunny, when I last moved, I did my own packing and unpacking, but hired movers to do the schlepping. They had me moved from a walk-up apartment to the one where I live now (32 miles) in three hours. Never again will I beg others to help me move. Besides, my friends and family are mostly as decrepit as I am.
Hope that your hubby heals soon from the rib injury JtC. Broken ribs suck. Watch him for respiratory bugs. They can be deadly without the ability to cough properly.
Living in an apartment complex of mostly one bedroom and studio units, there aren’t many kids. While there are two two bedroom units in my building, only one has kids and I’ll take them over a treat around the holiday.
At irk today, Maintenance got the 15’ zombie in that will make an appearance for the trunk-or-treat event that they do in the parking lot.
On the news tonight, the area that SIL and I were in this past weekend is on fire. A guy banned from camping areas snuck in and wasn’t careful with his campfire. I hope that the rain headed from here that way does some good.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Last load out of the closet is in the dryer, so my sweater collection (larger than I’d realized) is now in the dryer, with a routine white load in the washer. The laundry binge is almost over (will be running a load probably tomorrow, with DH’s work clothes from today and the unearthed Snuggie).
Howdy Y’all! Laundry got laundered. Also, we decided to ride up to da ‘Burg and early vote even though that meant puttin’ on real clothes and dealin’ with the great unwashed. We just had a desire to get out of da cave for a bit, so that did the trick. Plus we got our Jawja voter peachy stickers, which are the equivalent of a gold star for votin’. Sup got cooked and et and the kitchen cleanded up. We also managed sloth and nappage.
Sunny happy movin’. Better thee than me. I keep sayin’ my next move will be to the home.
JtC count me in with those who think hubs should go get checked out.
We’ll host Turkey Day here at da cave. We should get a plan in place soon, I guess. I know I’ll roast the turkey (got on in da freezer even) and make the dressin’ and giblet gravy cause I want all that done right, and by right, I mean the way I make 'em.
I just pulled out an ice cube tray to ice down my beverage. When I did, it caught on the one next to it and ice went all over the kitchen floor. I thought that I had found all of them and left one for Nelson to play hockey with when, lo and behold, two more appeared and there were two on the living room carpet (I greatly suspect that Nelson absconded with them whilst I was cleaning up). Anyway, it was fun to watch him play hockey with boucoup pucks.
Got my son off to irk, and survived bringing in three dogs.
I’m more careful than he is, I look all around for cats, rabbits, and squirrels before I open the door.
I left the leash on Cerby so I could drag him in. I’m not about to play ‘try to get the dog inside’ again tonight.
Good luck with the tax woes FCM
Your granddaughter sure is cute.
Great deal om the drive way 2gig, sometimes the timing is just right.
JtC, my yard is way too small for chickens or geese, although the neighbors 3 doors down have a few chickens. My son would kill me if I brought anything else that needs feeding and watering. He usually ends up doing most of the irk, although I don’t always ask him to. As much as he complains, I think he enjoys it a bit.
He was in bed when I came down this morning. I woke him up to go to the park, but I told him, if he’s not up to it, we can stay home. He said, no, he was getting ready.
I hope your Hubby is okay.
Nice carving, Flyboy
I need to irk up some kind of schedule. I need some order in my life.
Some of my clients at irk are upset that they can’t find me lately.
That said, it’s awfully hard to have a schedule when your life has gone to shit.
Evening all. Soccer has been watched and Mac-n-Cheese consumed. Some storms went through dumping some rain, which we really needed, but has gone east to Georgia. Thought about going back to the gym tonight, then though about it some more and decided sloth was a better alternative.
{{{Sari}}}. Just because.
red, my brother used to have 3 Basset hounds that would always be near the refrigerator when someone went for ice; drop a piece (accidentally or on purpose) and they’d snarf it up in a second.
FCM, !!! 
Hope the accountant can set them straight right away.
OK, that’s about all the energy I have for the night. Catch you all tomorrow.
I walked 7 miles in the rain today. It was cold and breezy, and I got soaked. I’m all shot up, though, and have 2 of 3 meds. I’m running a hot bath as I type this. I’m thinking a medicinal hot toddy might be in order.
FCM, I’m so sorry about the tax stuff. Having recently been through that, myself, I really do empathize. And the accountant will straighten out the IRS, as much as it CAN be straightened.
They are mine! And you don’t have get me in a pinch for me to eat one. 
This sounds dangerous. How do you feel about puce and mustard?
Oops. Bath is full. More later.
Up from naptime. Having a Manhattan.
Reason I’m going to Hell #563,127,032:
I was in the kitchen and Gordie was begging, so I gave him a Kraft slice. Except I managed to drop it on the kitchen floor. And I laughed as I watched him try to eat a 1mm rectangle that had superglued itself to the Linoleum.
I never get Trick or Treaters, I wonder why?
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Flyboy, thank you, I loved this.(I have a stuffed Ren and Stimpy)