Daughter doesn’t seem to be in a big hurry for me to take her to her place of work to collect her paycheck and then to the credit union to deposit that check along with her other two.
I have to return some movies and deposit some checks of our own into our checking account, along with stopping by a few other places.
I also need to get some new workout pants as the pair I’m wearing are getting kind of…large. It was pointed out to me that I should also invest in a couple of new workout shirts.
The day is gray and dreary, so it doesn’t really add to the “let’s go” vibe.
Back from errands. We arranged to have our boat fixed, got some grout and cove molding for our tile job tomorrow, then stopped for milk and bagels - not to snack, but to stick in the fridge/freezer. **FCD ** is in the basement, but I just don’t feel like doing anything. SIL is at work till 9, which means we’ll probably be asleep before he gets home. Daughter left a message that her car is dead - but she got a new battery less than a year ago. grrrrrrr
You didn’t, FCM. Hope I’m not… ::looks around furtively for other Mumpers::
Thanks for relaying the message, snowbunny. I want to hear all about the trip and see the pictures, too… But if she can’t write everything all at once, that’s OK too…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, mousie!
Yay for a good interview for FCD!
Tell your daughter she’s losing interest on her money the longer she doesn’t deposit the checks, Taters! They need to get to the bank posthaste! (I love direct deposit.)
Home pretty early. We’re allegedly due to get storms, but it doesn’t look like they’re imminent so I’m thinking I’ll water and weed a bit since it’s not terribly hot out.
It’s stormy all around but just a light rain out right now. Come on tstorm! We need the rain and I lurves me a big ol’ thunderboomer.
Dindin was teh yum. Sometimes a good ol’ hoagie with chips and a beerverage (or three ) just hits the spot.
snowbunny of course it’d be matching vinyl. I wouldn’t want Guido and Bruce to see non-matching now would I? :eek:
JoeDawg’s daddy’s sister is comin’ into town tomorrow. She lives about forty miles away so it’s not like it’s a big trek. However, we shall all gather round the pool tomorrow afternoon. Matter of fact, since adult drinkage will occur I have decreed that all shall hang at da cave tomorrow night. Thus, JoeDawg is comin’ to spend the night. Of course, even though I won’t be in official nanny mode, I shall insist on the usual strict regimen while he is here. He must understand that while he is at nanny’s, the rules apply as always. Yeah, I know, why must I be so mean. It’s just that well, I do believe in discipline. So he will endure couch, treat and skritch time just as he would normally do here at da cave. Discipline. That’s the key.
Yay for FCD’s good interview. Appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed.
We really need rain as well (although we don’t have the long-term drought situation that others have had). I had to water a couple of my established perennials. :eek:
Now I’m eating din-din (grilled ham & cheese, and some Bing cherries from Whole Foods - they are teh yum, btw) and then I’ll go outside and trim a few things.
When I called my Dad this evening to see how he was doing, he told me that his brother had passed away earlier today. I hadn’t heard it yet; it was a surprise, but not unexpected. He had lung cancer several years ago that they thought they’d gotten it all, but it came back in May, and this time had spread to his bones. He’d been in pain since early spring, and after the diagnosis had intense radiation and chemo both. Please keep his family in your prayers–although we are grateful that he is now at peace and no longer suffering. My Dad did get to see him in June, at his 50th wedding anniversary. Sorry to have had such horrible tidings this week in the MMP.
Thank you all for being here and for your thoughts and prayers, too–it has helped and continues to help.
I’m back from the vet. The x-rays didn’t really show much, except that he was full of poop and a thickening in the intestinal walls, which could be cancer or white blood cells. An ultrasound would tell them where to cut to do the biopsy. I said no thank you to the ultrasound and biopsy, so Skunk got an enema and I’m starting him on kitty steroids and stool softeners tomorrow. And we’ll wait and see what happens. If it’s cancer, he could have a year or two left without any treatment. If it’s not, who knows? And since none of us know when our time is up, I’m fine with that. When the time comes and he’s not having fun anymore, then I’ll do what has to be done. I just can’t see inflicting more vet visits and surgery and possibly chemo and definitely fear and pain and for what? A couple more months? That would be for me, not him. For now, he’s going to be spoiled and get scritches and lots of catnip and gushy food and we’ll take one day at a time. (He’s not having any fun right now, true, since he’s losing it from both ends, so he’s spending the night in the bathroom, but that’s temporary.) Poor baby.
Bobbio, I’d fire her and change the locks. And change the locks **before **you let her know she’s fired, just in case.
Bobbio, did you have The Talk with her yet? Or did she just snitch more–and did you have it on camera? I think you’re probably better off sacking her, that’s just fucked up behavior and REALLY blatant. I mean, seven at once? Excuse me? That’s like a whole 2 days worth, she thinks nobody’s gonna notice? Oh, one word of advice, I wouldn’t tell your doc that you had a drug thief in and ask for replacements, friend of mine did that when a “date” kiped his oxycontins and the doc refused to ever prescribe to him again on the basis that he isn’t careful enough about his meds.
{{{herbs}}} My condolences, that’s sad…
Git better there, noshy! Your soup sounds lethally effective against blechy germs!
You’re such a martinet to poor old JoeDawg, swampy! Mean old bear…
Good luck for FCD’s interview!
I have heartburn today, I’ve been getting it fairly often. I think I need to go vegetarian for a week or so to fix it… Bleah.
snowbunny, I’d take this abuse and pain for free(because it’ll feel so good when I stop ), but since they insist on paying me…
Good luck, FCD! Non matching vinyl in the swampyard? :eek: [sup]10[/sup] Me executed? :eek: [sup]3[/sup] You apparently have some issues with the male Mumpers, FCM. BBBobbio, sack her.
She’s not going to stop just because you call her on it. Call the cops and let them know. Help her hit bottom, so to speak.
I watched Some Like It Hot with #2 son (first time for him). I love that movie. He had a great time! I always wanted the older two to watch old films with me, but they never would (Daughter used to say she wouldn’t watch anything in black and white–clearly one of my failures as a mom). #2 son ate it up. Yay!
) just hits the spot.
