Paranoid isn’t fun, some folks just do not tolerate it well.
So when is your cataract surgery going to be? I’ll tell you right now that the worse part of it will be remembering that you cannot bend over to tie your shoes or pet your sweet pupper. You won’t be able to pick her up either. Other than that, it is a breeze 
Changing one’s name is a total PITA, I can certainly understand why it would fall out of favor even without all of the current garbage. I wouldn’t have done it twice.
BFF in AZ says it is expected to be 97 on Wednesday. I sure do not miss it!
See, that’s the thing. They already know who we are. We file taxes and many of us work so pay the feds money every pay check. When we get old enough they send us a monthly check and pay some of our medical bills. I had to provide all of the documentation required for a passport to get my Real ID which is also required and verified by the feds. The IRS sent us a letter saying that they would start denying my tax returns because my name hadn’t been changed with the Social Security department in a timely fashion.
They fucking know who we are and this is just a lot of…kicks soapbox back under the desk.
OH NOOOO!!! That sounds very painful, I hope you recover quickly.
We’re not sure what we are going to do when our current feline overlords leave us. We won’t be catless, but we might foster instead of adopting a senior. Hopefully that will be long in coming.
Up until now, we have always had catios and will be putting one up here this summer. We have had several snakes as well as assorted rodents and birds carried proudly into the house because they were stoopid enough to break into a cage full of excitable obligate carnivores. After dark, in the middle of the night while we are sleeping of course.
I am really happy that this journey is bringing you such joy 
I’m so glad she was able to do that for you (tell her I said HIGH!), we can’t get edibles here. Well except for THC infused drinks, not sure why that doesn’t count. I can get micro doses and could probably get edibles in Ohio if you run out. Do let me know - and Ohio is less than two hours away and involves driving on some spectacular county roads, so any excuse is a good one.
Yep. It doesn’t stop the pain and won’t cure anything, but not caring can be huge at times.
Hubs has never objected to me going commando…
NF’s car has duel settings so she just has to push a button to get all of her stuff back. Her husband has his settings as well. I’m not usually jealous of other people’s possessions, but I’ve got some serious envy over that.
While I’m sure it wasn’t me because I don’t like chili, I printed it because Hubs does, so thank you 
So today was spent watching snow
It did stop about three pm and now almost everything has melted off, but it was beautiful while it was happening. The birds are coming back, Mrs Cardinal was here for sunflower seeds so I expect I’ll be seeing a little red bird in a few weeks. Harry and I went to the river and put bark butter on the trees by the flying squirrel nests and I caught a peek of a pair of big brown eyes looking down at us from the branches.
I learned that we get our power from different lines than Harry because his power went out around 11 and ours didn’t even flicker. Harry got to use his genny and his emergency lamps and spark up both fire places because he is all kinda prepared and stuff. He wanted to fire up his kerosene heaters but Mrs Harry says they are too stinky to use unless it is a serious emergency.
Hubs was jealous, he hasn’t been able to show that he’s a rough, tuff hillbilly who is ready to fight the elements with his stuff yet.