Total cuteness overload!!!11!1!!!1!!!
Went to a game there last July. They did not win but the movable feast I had around the stadium was great.
Not as often now as I did while briefly single. But my idea of the ideal way to start a day is to already be walking in the ankle deep water as the sun breaks the horizon. It’s a ~10 minute walk from my front door to the public beach. But having married a nightowl … balconating with y’all is the second best way to greet the dawn.
I recently started volunteer teaching two literacy classes for refugees and immigrants. An hour on Wednesday, 90 minutes on Friday. I wish I had made myself do it years ago! I get so much more out of it then my students possibly could. I love words, spoken or on paper: words,words,words. I have loved words decades before I became a nurse. I was the 7 year old shivering under the quilt in her attic bedroom, hunched in the window trying to read library books by moonlight long after ‘lights out’. My disabilities have taken so much from me but I still have my words and can share that, so others can move forward on their journeys. Their stories are enthralling and it is exhilarating to see their accomplishments. Is there a volunteer effort near you that you can enrich others with your incredible grasp of words and the meaning of stories? Tutoring for GEDs? Mentoring at risk alternative school kids?
Yep, this, so much this.
I love this term~I’ve got to remember it for my 6 week ‘well-breathing’ visits!
Another quote I need to remember. Truth.
Agree! Cheers! 
I’ve been ready to call it a day since lunchtime. *sigh* I can’t give up log off early, though, because my direct report who helps with staffing is out sick and I need to keep an eye on that mailbox for a while longer. All bets will be off after 4:30!!
I had a volunteer-related meeting last night from 7:00-8:30 (the monthly general membership meeting), I have one tonight from 7:00-8:00 (my committee’s monthly meeting; it shouldn’t take the full hour), and I have one tomorrow from 6:00-7:00 (helping staff “office hours” as a member of the branch’s executive committee). All relatively painless, but some weeks I just kinda resent having anything to do after work…and this is one of those weeks. Meh. In happier volunteer-related news, the first big membership event of the year is coming up soon: on June 3, we’ll have a tent at a local pride festival! I’m looking forward to it, and I ordered some rainbow heart stickers and a wood sign for our table that got delivered today. I have deep, long-standing ties to the gay community, and am actually pretty touched that I’ll be able to spend a day combining my NAACP work with that allyship.
Awww…I’d really been hoping she got found during the two weeks I wasn’t able to read the MMP. 
Nope – but I just Googled it, and it’s now on my bucket list! Thank you! 
(I’ve only been to Florida three times in my life: once in the late 70s/very early 80s when my family went to Disney, once in the mid-to-late 80s when my father briefly lived there, and once in October 2008 when I went to Miami and Key West with my ex.)
OMG THE CUTE!!! 
Sometimes you catch the light, sometimes the light catches you.
Actually, there’s another even better way to greet the dawn, but with a nightowl for a bedmate that ain’t happenin’ either. This bein’ a family friendly crowd I’ll leave the relevant emojis off this one.
There’s emojis for that? I must have missed an update.
Somebody please pm me them. swampy? jane?
The traditional choices include an eggplant, a peach, water droplets, and a sweat-beaded face, but the only limit is your imagination!
Afternoon all. Swimming and sauna are done and I feel pretty good, no need for a nap at all (of course, I’ll still make sure that I don’t get horizontal anytime soon). Nice day, N.O.S. and 84F, so I really should be outside more, but sloth is much more attractive right now.
BBBoo, maybe this one? 
Sari, such a beautiful picture. Hope reality is even better.
Oopsie, such is the life of a volunteer. Hope the 3 June event goes well.
Pilot, I think the Cleveland Guardians were my last baseball game (when they were still the Indians and it was called Jacobs Field instead of Progressive Field). Can’t remember the food all that much, but it was a nice park. And congrats on the perfectly timed morning chores. I think we’d all go batty if we didn’t get a day like that once in a while.
Well, better than being the old man who yells at clouds, which I have been known to do when coaching or refereeing…
That’s lovely, Niner
Real Fish, YEAH!! for your award. Volunteers like you deserve all the recognition you can get.
Herald, Happy almost-birthday. Enjoy dinner.
OK, need to think about doing something (maybe push the roll-suck around the living room for a bit). take care all.
I went to the hardware store about an hour and a half ago. There was a paramedic van in front of a guy’s house near the end of the street. It looked like one guy was trying to pick the lock on the front door. I followed another paramedic van and a firetruck on the way back from the hardware store. They parked in front of the guy’s house, so there were two vans and a firetruck blocking the street. I had to go around the park to get home. There were no sirens, no lights, and no hurry.
The guy is obese, missing one leg, and gets around in an electric wheelchair. He used to stop in front of our house once in a whil to rest at the top of the hill. I said hello to him a couple of times. When I see him when I’m driving, I’ll wave if he’s looking. And I hope his wheelchair doesn’t run out of juice. I hope he’s OK.
ETA: Someone on Nextdoor sent me a message.
[A] bit of back story on the disabled guy. He is a horrific hoarder and grossly overweight, and should really be in some sort of care facility. Every couple years the front gets cleaned up but then he fills it up almost immediately. The inside, the last time I saw into the place, had trash up over your knees. Very sad.
Poor guy.
Frost advisory tonight, so I brought the basils inside. I already lost one batch, and don’t need that to happen again!
Someone in the building ordered a litter robot. Man, I was tempted to steal it from the mailroom. I looked at them online, but if I paid $500 for one and the cat gave it a look and said “YOU use it”, I’d probably lose my shit.
Made latkes and sausage for dinner. Don’t judge.
I will judge that as very tasty. You’d get no complaints from me if I was in the neighborhood and invited in.
That’s pretty much me also. It was funny back when I had my Scion xA - big-ass pickups would roar past me as if it was a challenge to their manhood to be behind me. And yes, the times I looked, men were driving.
After turning the kids over to their mom, I went by Food Lion for some medicinal ice cream. FCD fell this afternoon and he came home and went to bed. His neuropathy means he doesn’t always know where his feet are or if he’s stepping on something he shouldn’t. He got tripped up by some big gravel - poor baby.
One more day with the kids, then a long weekend of boat-scrubbing. Woohoo!!
Howdy Y’all! Provisions got procured. We achieved nappage, day drinkin’ and got sup at Sonny’s. All in all not a bad day.
Yanker yay for improvements no matter how small and for
Cookie you live in Minnesota. Folks there think mayo is spicy.
Sari can’t wait 'til the little guy gets here! We’ll have a new Mumper pet!
I hate to be the one to point this out, but it seems like a pretty severe breach of MMP etiquette to tell us you got ice cream but keep the flavor a secret.
When boat scrubbing sounds restful to you I don’ wanna know what those kids were up to. 
After reading all of the responses about eggs, and checking the prices online, I’m going to give my egg lady a raise.
When I started buying them from her, they were 2.50 a dozen which I thought was a PITA in my new cashless world, so I just started paying her 3 bucks a dozen because of laziness. I’ve been paying her the same thing for 4 years or so, she deserves a raise. (The leftover produce I give her doesn’t count, she’s doing me a favor by taking it.)
Today was surplus produce day and I’m getting grumbly. I keep going earlier and earlier and still end up almost last in line. When the volunteers can see the end of the line, they start putting more stuff in the boxes to get rid of it which is how I ended up with over 30 summer squashes today. I like being in the middle of the line much better, I get a much more reasonable amount of food.
As NF won’t be at Tai chi tomorrow, I went today and brought one of the bags of tangerines they gave me, which was well received by everyone. We like to eat healthy snacks in front of the teacher and tangerines are small and easy to peel.
After class, I boiled a bag of potatoes to make mashed potatoes which have been put in freezer containers and put away. I got three quarts of dill cucumber pickles out of what they gave me and pickled another two jars of peppers. I’ve got a pot full of tomatoes cooking down for paste on the stove. I can’t successfully make tomato paste in the insta-pot, I think it seals too well.
What with all the peeling and chopping and removing of seeds, I took two big bowls of stuff out to my spinning compost bin. I’ve never been able to successfully compost here, it’s too dry but I’m thinking that now that I’ll be processing large amounts of produce on a weekly basis, I should be able to get enough mass to get it started.
I’ve got a pot of marinara sauce going. It was going to be sketti, but I found some cheese tortellini in the freezer when I put the potatoes in. They came in a surplus box so I don’t know how they will be with marinara, but I guess we will find out.
I refilled the dishwasher and it’s chugging now, unloading it after dinner and then reloading it will be the official end of my productivity for the day because needle and thread is calling now.
I think you are being very silly. We love you and enjoy your stories. you tell them well and your kindness and love shines through.
I’ve learned that if I fasten the buttons on pants and then hook the waistband around my elbow and palm of my hand, it is a good indication as to how tight they will fit.
I’m still upset with them. Yes, you moved but only because THEY fucked up. 
I hope you start seeing some improvement soon.
Have you looked into audio-books? Your library probably has a nice collection that you can download online. Not being able to read must be the worse thing ever 
I think that is an excellent idea, Nellie, you should listen to them!
Just keep the box and packaging, they can be returned.
We’ve only had one cat refuse to use it, but he came to us as an adult stray and the one time I convinced him to use it, VBC got in his face and he never tried again.
I’ve never been able to decide which is more boring, baseball or basketball, but if I ever find myself so bored that I’m willing to pay money to see any kind of ball game, I’ll probably shoot myself.
DInner was huge - the plate was full, and it was an oversized plate to begin with. Lots of leftovers came home with us. I had kibbeh and the lamb shawarma platter (meat, rice, salad, a couple of sauces, and two pitas), Lady SCAdian had the mixed shawarma platter (same, but with half of the lamb replaced by chicken), and our daughter had a kebab wrap with fries.
Remember how you used to be able to buy ice crean in half-gallon cartons? Then they shrank down to 1.5 quarts? Well, Turkey Hill is now 1.44 quarts. Seriously??
For the record, I bought one carton of vanilla-salted caramel swirl and one carton of chocolate peanut butter cup. Guess which one is all mine… 
Mine too. Hubs, our daughter and SIL all like to sleep in. Me, I’m up early so this is what I do shortly after I get up when we’re on vacation (to me, it’s not a vacation unless you can go to the water)
B3 Apparently an eggplant is a euphemism for a male private part.
Well, SNAFU. At the palliative care appointment the nurse asked “is your pharmacy still CVS on XXX Ave”. Answer: no, that location closed yesterday for good. Please change it to XXX Hospital Pharmacy. Then the NP came in and asked a thousand questions (I was going to say million but didn’t want to over exaggerate). Then the Dr came in. Both the NP and the Dr agreed that perhaps lidocaine patch could help to alleviate Hubs’ pain. They said it had been ordered. So, we drove to XXX Hospital Pharmacy, took at least half hour+. They hadn’t received the 'scrip. I went back out to the car. In the meantime Hubs had received a text message from CVS saying that the 'scrip had been received and needed to know if it was urgent. So, I had him call the Dr’s office. It went to one of those automatic answer hellscape with a computerized voice speaking and asking for his birthdate and what the call was about. He answered mmddyyyy and prescription at which point he went on hold for at least 12 minutes, maybe longer but I didn’t time it. Finally someone answered and told us that the 'scrip had been sent to the 24 hr pharmacy that we went to on Sunday after going to the ER. This pharmacy is at least 10+ miles away and I didn’t want to drive there for numerous reasons not the least of which is that Hubs was in pain sitting in the passenger seat of my car. When told this, I was told to go back to the XXX Hospital Pharmacy and ask THEM to call the 24 hr pharmacy and ask them to transfer the 'scrip. The clerks at XXX Hospital Pharmacy were very nice but man, this really put them out. They called and 24 hr pharmacy put them on hold for close to 20 minutes. Finally they answered and the 'scrip was transferred but I was told that it would be at least 25 minutes before it could be filled due to about 4 others in front of me. So, I took Hubs home, sat quietly for a few minutes then went back and picked it up then went and picked up the taco salad. On the way back to the pharmacy I had to remind myself of my blessings so that I could calm down. I no longer feel like screaming.
chocolate peanut butter cup