@JaneDoe42 He’s adorable!
You got the cutest one! Emma is the next cutest. Now I need a Maine Coon kitten and it’s Hubs fault, so he should pay.
I agree, Maine Coon kittens for everyone! Except that the next litter won’t be available for another month and I’m fairly sure Hubs will have recovered enough to complain by then.
For What It’s Worth, I’ve been doing critter rescue all of my life. Hubs got involved when he met me. We have always bought into the “don’t buy when homeless cats die” thing, so all of ours were the rejects. For almost 40 years.
During all of that time, I have wanted a Maine Coon kitten. Watching Hubs struggle with COVID has reminded me that I have used up three quarters of my life and if I don’t act now to get to enjoy said kitten, it might be too late and/or irresponsible to get a kitten later in life.
I’m a dog kind of guy (see avatar) but damn, those kitties are cute! A couple of dear friends of mine had a Maine Coon cat many years ago and were totally in love with him. Regis is absolutely adorable and here’s hoping to many happy years together. You will, of course, be required to post an ongoing pictorial account in the Pet Pictures thread! 
How to get your hair cut 5 inches: tell the hairdresser you want a 1-inch trim. 
Any western Pennsylvanian’s remember the Spaghetti & Steak House on 22 in Delmont/Murrysville?
I haven’t eaten there in 20 years, but it was an institution. The other day a guy committed arson, then crossed the highway and went to sleep after breaking into a car dealership’s vehicle.
Place went up like it was made of dryer lint. 
Oh, WOW. 
A Gøøse once bit my sister…
What? Someone has to pick the low-hanging fruit.
I agree, though, the kitten is much cuter. Maine Coones for everyone!
I once had a Maine Coon, and my current cat, “Vienna,” is half MC. They’re the sweetest and most loving cats on the planet.
I think I just heard the dumbest thing I ever heard from a restaurant employee.
Every Thursday night they have an “all-you-can-eat Prime Rib night”. Now. of course, the portions are so huge hardly anyone gets a second piece. I always order mine medium rare.
That stopped this week as the server informed me that they were only cooking the prime rib medium because too many customers were ordering medium rare, and they couldn’t keep cutting out the best pieces of meat to make them medium rare.
Uh . . . . WHAT? Soooo . . . .since so many of your customers want it cooked medium rare, aren’t you kinda saying FU to them?
I get it, First World problems, its post pandemic, you are trying to catch up and help is hard to find. Rather than insult your customers, just suspend the prime rib special.
A new inanity in restaurants is, as you are paying your bill, the server will ask, “so, do you have plans for the rest of the evening?”
I’m stymied by this because:
- I’m aware that this is polite chit-chat, but I don’t know the expected response, so I don’t know what to do and I freeze, and then I’m aware that my frozen silence is rude.
- While I’m frozen, I think, “it’s none of your business,” which doesn’t help me think of something polite to say
- Then I briefly fantasize about telling them that we’re going home to have sex, or empty the dishwasher, or really almost anything, still kind of stuck on #1
- Then I mumble something about “not really” and try not to let it affect their tip, because I know that they are not individually responsible for the expectation of inane banter with customers.
But honestly, could we go back to “sure looks like rain” or “how ’bout them Bears?” or something?
I’m adjusting to my role as a Mom and things are pretty good, but my kid still prefers his Dad to me. It’s hard sometimes, especially because I am the one mostly taking care of him during the day, feeding him, changing him, reading to him, playing with him. He’s really chill when it’s just the two of us, but when other people are around I am just not interesting - even compared to complete strangers! We went to visit some of our cousins today and my son wanted nothing to do with me while we were there. What kind of mother am I that he’s not even looking to me for comfort? Just his Dad. I’ve mostly resigned myself to it but it was extra hard in front of his family, which is big on traditional gender roles and mothers being the be-all and end - all for their kids. I don’t think anyone judged me, but I judged myself.
It could just be that they’re novel to him. You’re a comfortable presence he’s used to, they’re new and strange and therefore exciting.
In all probability, no one else even noticed.
So that’s what happened. We drove past there the other day and it was a gutted shell. I had always wanted to eat there, now I’ll never get the chance.
Yinz Gotta Carpe Diem!
Well, at least you got a break, what with being the main caregiver most of the time. You know he loves you as much, but he craves dad’s attention that he doesn’t usually get as much of.
Exactly. You are quite likely seeing the beginnings of what his personality is going to be - sounds like he could end up being gregarious and extroverted, which are pretty highly valued in our culture and society. It’s nothing against you in any way - he’s just interested in new and novel things around him, which isn’t a bad thing at all. Don’t let that make you feel bad.
Hubs has been awake for a total of almost 6 hours today, which is pretty hopeful. He was also feeling well enough to check his email and get the receipt for the kitten deposit. The poor man tried to work up the energy to fuss about kitten and $2400.00, but had to take a nap instead.
His discharge instructions say he needs to isolate for 10 days from when he started showing symptoms, so he tried to tell me that he doesn’t need to isolate now because he’s already past 10 days. When I told him that he was going to isolate until he got a clean COVID test, he didn’t argue.
I’m really worried about him because this just isn’t normal.
About kitten, I got an email from the breeder telling me what food George is eating. Yes, I am changing his kennel name and it doesn’t matter anyway. He’s a cat.
George is eating an all life stage food, which makes it so much easier for us because everyone can eat the same thing.
The contract also specified no de-clawing which upset me because I didn’t know that cats could still be de-clawing was still a thing.
That particular server is either grossly uninformed or (more likely) lying.
The way that most restaurants serve roast beef to the customers’ preferences is to roast it fairly rare, and then just before serving to a particular customer, hit it briefly in a special super-hot broiler called a salamander until it reaches the customer’s preference. If your restaurant can’t do that I’d take my business elsewhere.