Howdy Y’all! Up, caffienated and dressed (gray tshirt and blue jeans) for work. Gotta get outta here soon and get to da brewry. I’m runnin’ a packer today. Excitin’ soundin’ ain’t it? That means I get to run the machine that puts twelve ounce Miller Lite cans into twenty-four pack cases. Yee and Haa.
Ok, time for one more cup o’ caffiene then da brewry calls.
Happy Saturday or whatever day it is wherever you are!
Ah, quiet, early morning computer time. Everyone else is still abed, the critters have been kibbled, and I’ve got time to play here without ignoring anyone. Yay.
We’ve pretty much decided that Scruffy is mostly, if not entirely, deaf. I’m not talking selective hearing, which Bernie often displays - I’m talking inoperable ears. Yesterday morning when I took the critters out, Bernie and I were by the shed when Scruffy finished her pee and went to stand by the garage door, expectantly. I called her name several times to let her know where we were (it was dark out) and she didn’t respond at all. But as we walked closer and she somehow sensed us, she turned and got all waggly.
I’ve noticed the only sounds she seems to react to are sudden, loud noises - like if it’s all quiet and I sneeze - she’ll jump. Poor ol’ Scruffy.
Anyway, plans for the day - I have no idea. **FCD ** has been given a cool project involving the Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter, and he’s got a lot of design work to do for the transport and environmental systems. That’s great, because he can work from home while he’s recuperating. However, the project lead wants a few power point slides showing the design for a meeting on Tuesday. Which means **FCD ** has to work up a rough design, create the slides, and send them off this weekend.
On the other hand, I’m not so sure sailing would be a good idea, even if he had nothing to do. I’ve been watching his folks - it’s as if all of a sudden, they’re old. (He’s 77, she’s 76.) They’ve always been very active, but suddenly the knee replacement and the heart problems and the bad shoulder and the arthritis and the bad eyes and hearing seem to be ganging up on them. I was showing them the changes we made in the basement (they haven’t been here in a couple of years) and I saw how they struggled coming up the stairs. That makes me think climbing aboard a sailboat, especially if the tide happens to be low, would be almost an impossibility.
I’m thinking there’s a psychological side to all the aging aches, too - my MIL just buried her brother (he was just 2 years older, I think) and just after the funeral, her BIL was taken to the hospital with heart issues. Two of her sisters are in their 80s, and one BIL is close to 90. There’s a big smack of mortality right upside the head. My mom is a little younger than they are, but I expect it won’t be too much longer that I see her decline…
OK, no more depressing thoughts this morning.
It’s starting to get light outside. Today is supposed to be a warm day - I may have to turn the stupid AC back on. I do need to get to the convenience center, and I really would like to get the mowing done. I also need to trim and decorate the jars I threw last week. I had to wet them down the other day - they were getting way too dried out. I need to do a better job of controlling the drying phase. There’s a narrow window when the clay needs to be wrapped tightly so it doesn’t continue to dry - if I intend to decorate, that is, which I do. I’ll figure it out. Eventually…
I need to do some laundry, too. Just a couple of loads, which is easy enough. Meanwhile, I’m caffeinating. So begins my day…
Afternoon all (well, it’s afternoon here).
Just a quick post while I recover from my failed semolina cake - sounded really yummy and Ramadan-appropriate, but I think I didn’t fry the semolina long enough in the ghee, so when I poured in the spiced sugar syrup and stirred for, like, ever, the mixture didn’t thicken up like it should (aka desperate failure). I think I will just have to try making feta cheese meatballs instead today!
Roo, thanks for the song - I love it. It always tugs at my heart strings to hear it. And yeah, I try to “dance” whenever I can!
Hugs, boos, yay, etc. as appropriate - back to the kitchen!!!
<laughing> I HATE it when I don’t fry the semolina long enough in the ghee! <laughing>
(my pasta is made from semolina and that’s the only ingredient I recognized!)
Off for my breakfast date. It turned chilly in the night–yay! Fall is coming and I love it.
Enjoy your day, everyone.
Up, caffeinated, getting fed, and out to the store soon. Must buy loads of drinks and snacks for the shindig we will toss for the benefit of Mummy Dear at the Casa today.
Off I go!
(Anyone’s welcome, come on by, did I mention there’s beer?)
Morning everybody! It’s cool and sunny here, but it’s gonna be 90 today. I went to the hockey game last night, we won. The team’s looking a lot better than last year. I’m working tonight, the off tomorrow, and I’m going to a Dopefest, Oh Happy day! I see Spats is still alive and posting, just not with the Cool Kids.
MBG, beer? If my car could do 300mph, I’d be there.
FCM, I know what you mean. Dad is still healthy, but mom’s not a spring chicken anymore(And guess who I take after?)
SCL, I have the same problem with things in my right pocket. I guess I’m not a freak of nature after all.
Am I the only one who’s going to call bulls**t on this statement? 
I’ll try. At least I’ll aim to be pretty good. 
Observation. My parents both grew up with “Western” values. But I see many immigrants and children of immigrants here with the same generational disconnect.
A heartfelt “Thank you” to everyone who has been wishing my mother well. Likewise, best wishes to all who are having health problems (or whose loved ones are) – or have lost friends or relatives (and it’s getting to be too many! :()
Morning everyone. I love the quietness of the house in the morning. Hubby is still sleeping.
Roo yes, I get a discount at the scrapbook store. It would be scarey but I have just about everything that they sell that I want. Anyway, I’m going through and using a ton of my stuff up before buying more. I do have to back there today and pick up a couple more things for my design team project, but I don’t have to pay for those.
Good morning everyone. The coffee just finished brewing and I’ve obtained my first cup.
Mr. Taters is going to help a co-worker move. She’s a single mom and needs some help because her kids are quite small. She’s going to pick him up at 0930 today. For some reason, I thought she was going to be here at 0830, but this morning he informed me it was 0930.
I meant to mention yesterday that I was sorry to hear that Mama Tigs’ friend is not in the best of health. I hope there is improvement soon.
I’d come MBG, but you’re not exactly a hop, skip and a jump away.
FCM, I agree with how all of a sudden the folks just seem to really age, just overnight. My own mother, who is just going on 70 this year, all of a sudden seems very frail. When she hugs me, I’m afraid to squeeze her too tight because I think I’ll hurt her.
I guess I’ll cruise the Dope for a short while.
ARRRRRRGH! I woke up…no power. So I call my landlords to find out WTF is going on. Apparently this is a planned outage, I didn’t get a notice but one of them did and it could be off all day. I can deal, but if I’d known, I’d have planned ahead…and it’s 45F! Brrrr! Time to bundle up, I guess, because it’s not going to warm up much today.
I guess I’ll go out in search of coffee, because I don’t have a way to make it here aside from cold-brewing it which I’d have started last night if I’d known this was going to happen! And that takes a good 10-12 hours, so it’s not going to do me much good now.
He promised they haven’t singled me out, which is good, because I’m not the one paying the power bill here and I’d be really really pissed if they’d cut me off for nonpayment.
Dammit, I need to do a load of laundry. Guess that can wait until later, or tomorrow. I’m going to get off my computer now to save its battery power.
Dang, palebunny, that sucks. I hope you warm up soon.
I’m getting ready to get up and retrieve a second cup of coffee. That is all, I guess.
Munching breakfast. Or brunch. It’s cereal, anyway.
I second the Sandra Betzina suggestion. She really knows her stuff.
With cotton sheets, usually the higher the thread count, the more drapey they are. A plain weave with fairly low thread count has more body, and is more comfortable for hot weather, because it doesn’t cling.
rigs, Attacks Husband got married one week ago. His now-wife is Hawaiian, and if you marry a Canadian, according to Canadian immigration laws, you can’t start submitting your immigration paperwork until you’re actually married. And then there’s an eight-to-twelve month processing period during which you can’t work.
They’re young, and he can’t afford to support her for eight to ten months, with no additional income. So she’s gone back until her paperwork clears. It’s very frustrating and annoying for both of them.
I talked to a neighbor and it turned out they’d called around last night to notify people they were going to turn it off at 8 AM. I didn’t wake up until a bit after 9. AAAARGH! But my name’s not on the power bill so I didn’t get called. But she said it’s supposed to be back on at 6 PM. It’s not bad in here now, but it’s not supposed to warm up much today so downstairs is going to stay chilllllly.
It could be worse. It could be winter. As it is, the worst thing is boredom! And I’ll have to go out to get food. I now have coffee, which is more important than anything else.
Up barely and at work - I didn’t get home til 7PM last night then I had a midnight phone call for an emergency that meant I had to come into work and submit a bunch of paperwork so I got home about 3AM and the alarm went off at 6AM. I about cried I is tahred… 
Anyway trying to tie up lose ends before I fly out on Wednesday so a triple shot latte is helping as did an egg mcmuffin
plans for the rest of the day include being out of here by lunch, run a ton of errands and take a nap hopefully later. I have my list of stuff to do right here and I am crossing things off as we speak.
Then I have to pack tomorrow so I have my list going for that as well. I like lists. I think I may have also had to much caffiene…
Hope everyones rellies/friends/etc are feeling good/better/etc as appropriate
It’s a rainy Saturday here, which is great, since it’s been so dry. I don’t have anything in particular to do this weekend, except for washing the car, and that’s out. So knitting and reading it is, then.
Sorry to hear about the lack of electricity, snowbunny.
Hope you get everything done, ems, and have a safe trip.
It’s hard to watch parents get old, isn’t it? My mother is 83 and in amazingly good health so far. I’m seeing more and more of my friends have to cope with parental health issues. Several people in my department have mothers who seem to be dealing with stages of Alzheimer’s. One of my closest friends is in Florida this weekend because her mother has to move from assisted living into the nursing home section of the facility where she lives. It’s so sad.
Got home from my meeting and fell asleep for more than an hour. Woke up and had no idea what day or time it was. That hasn’t happened to me in a really long time. (Well not to that degree anyway.) Took me about five minutes to get re-oriented.
No rain here…wish it would decide to.
Guess I need to do some cleaning up around here…
Back later…
GT
Break time! It’s been a busy day.
After I breakfasted and showered, I gathered all the household trash and recycling, loaded the van, and disposed of everything in the appropriate containers. When I came home, I had to hose out 2 of the trashcans - they were wet and stinky.
We rode down to the marina - **FCD ** wanted to check something on the boat and show his folks around. We sat aboard and talked for a while then went to Solomon’s Pier for lunch. When we went in the place was almost empty and our server said it wouldn’t be long. Gradually, the tables were filling and we were waiting and waiting… but eventually we were fed. It’s hours later and I’m still stuffed, so it’s looking like we won’t be eating the london broil I defrosted for supper.
After lunch, we stopped by McKay’s for some N.O.T. for the supper that I’m probably not going to make. Then when we got back here, I adjourned to my studio for a couple of hours of trimming and decorating. It was a little tricky - most of the pieces got too dry. So most of the decorating will be painting. Oh well, I can make it work.
The critters have been fed, my FIL is napping, **FCD ** is working, MIL is reading, and I’m Doping. Life is good.
Cloud Maiden got a kitty! She’s middle-aged (8 years?) and the shelter had to shave most of her fur off because it was so badly matted, poor kitty, but she has an adorable face and is quite friendly. Right now she’s hiding under the sofa - I guess it’ll take some time for her to adjust. (Plus she’s probably embarrassed about her shaven state. She does look pretty funny.)
I’m still waiting for the agency to get back to me on my kitten. Good Lord, do they want that cat to have a home or not?
**Haze **-- a cat post without pics? You realize this is highly irregular, right!? :dubious:
WhiteRabbit – Wow, that sucks! Hope the power is restored soon (and you manage to stay warm until then.)
And – 45 in September? In the daytime? Eep! I call 45 a nippy night in January, here!!
My camera batteries are dead. :: hides ::
Plus, the cat is still under the sofa. Cloud Maiden is contemplating luring it out with bacon. :dubious: