Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 14c/56 f with a predicted high of 15c/59f. and cloudy. Weather app says “I’d love to give you some fucking quotes about clouds and looking on the bright side. But that’s what fucking memes are for.”
So it’s cloudy, and it’s been raining. Yesterday we had thunderstorms, torrential rain, localised flooding and other signs of the coming apocalypse. We still have a weather warning for rain/floods in place too.
Can you tell that meteorological summer is over now?!
First! It’s good to be juvenile!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 92 and mostly N.O.S. Can I tell that Summer is over now? Well, the high temps are high 80s to low 90s as opposed to high 90s to low 100s with about two percent less humidity. Does that count? No biggie plans for the day which suits me fine. I peopled a lot yestiddy so stayin’ home and indulgin’ in high RDOS inactivites sonds like a great plan. Sup shall be sketties 'n meatballs, sallit, and cheesey garlic bread.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah,
Happy Moanday Y’all!
The weather forecast says it’ll be about 97 degrees today, so no, I can’t tell that meteorological summer is over. Though a few Chinese pistache trees are starting to turn.
Must do a Costco run today, as we need a few staples.
Good morning, mumpers! Just sitting here with my favorite mumpet. Yes, I know that she is mighty scruffy looking! Good thing she’s going for a spa day tomorrow. I now have about 50 gazillion pictures of her sleeping on my lap. And, yes, that is a very grumpy purse (my mother’s) sitting on the floor judging you in the background.
Today shall be interesting… Interview at 10:45 and we’ll see what else comes up from the other feelers that I’ve been putting out.
Happy Fall!
Weather-wise, we’re promised a variety, starting with a coastal flood advisory this morning and rain later in the week. I’ll be running to Aldi this morning, probably to get there when they open. FCD wants to talk to the Hospice nurse, then he needs to go move the boat and hope that everything works.
I don’t know if I told you the background on this whole fiasco. The rules for shore power (where you plug your boat in at the dock) have changed. First, vocabulary - the pedestal is the unit at each slip where you plug your power cable in to get the magical electrical juice from the shore to the boat. Typically, it runs to the battery charger, and from there, power goes to the circuit breaker box aboard before reaching all the stuff aboard that needs power.
It was discovered that many boats were poorly or insufficiently grounded within, causing stray currents to go from boat to boat via the water, and in some cases, it was bad enough that people in the water near the boats were being electrocuted. (People are typically prohibited from swimming in marinas, but sometimes work is done on the hull in the water by divers, and they were getting zapped.)
ANYWAY, TPTB declared that the pedestals needed more sensitive circuit breakers to cut the power under conditions that indicated current was flowing in the water instead of staying in the boat like all good power should (am I getting too technical here??) That’s what was happening to us - as soon as we plugged in to the new pedestals at our marina, we were blowing the circuit breaker for our whole dock, which displeased the rest of the boat owners who lost their a/c, etc. And the fix was a particular kind of power transformer in the boat, which is why our boat was at the other boatyard for $$$ repairs.
Unfortunately, that boatyard still has the old pedestals, so we don’t know for absolute that the repair works. When plugged in at the boatyard, all is good. So today, FCD will move our boat back to our home slip and plug it in to the new pedestal. Theoretically, all will be peachy-keen. So let’s cross some fingers that this long nightmare is over, leaving room for a new nautical nightmare. 
Meanwhile, I want to change our sheets and do some rollsuckage. I promised MIL that we’d have baked sweet potatoes for supper and FCD is getting a standard russet, so that decision is done for the day. For the rest, I’m going to wing it.
This morning, I found the walker in the bathroom and MIL in bed, which means she went back to her room unassisted. We didn’t hear her, tho I assume we’d have heard if she’d fallen. I’m sure it wasn’t deliberate on her part - she’s so forgetful of late - but she’s so frail, it wouldn’t take much of a fall to do serious or fatal damage. At least I found her in bed - I don’t want to be the one to find her crumbled in a heap somewhere, or even dead in her bed. That’s always in the back of my mind when I check on her or have to wake her.
What a cheerful way to start the day!
Happy Moanday!
Happy Monday everyone!
Been away awhile, doing juvenile guy stuff on the beach with my dog. We had a blast, and had miles of empty beach to ourselves for a week. Lucy (dog) ran herself to near exhaustion playing on the sand, and we fished, played fetch, drank beer, barbecued, and retired to the air conditioning to watch DVDs every evening. We didn’t catch any keep-able fish, and lost the drone into the sea on the last day (sigh – RIP). But all in all a great trip, and can’t wait to do it again.
Also, being a manly type with four wheel drive and tow straps in my truck; we rescued a tourist who’d managed to get her rental car half buried in the sand. Occasionally an adventurous type comes down there, confusing “permission” to drive on the beach with “ability”. Lucy helped by constantly trying to give the stranger her ball to throw (her solution to every problem).
In other catch-up news, daughter’s apartment complex had a bunch of burglaries, but hers was skipped. This was probably due to having security cameras, as she got footage of the villians approaching, then backing hurriedly away once they looked up and saw the cams. Sadly, no ID for the police since the ne’er-do-wells were covered in hoodies, long sleeves and masks (we’re certain they were the crooks because no sane person dresses like that in the S Texas heat 
).
In other news, some better parking spots came available in the storage lot where we keep the camper. Anxious to finally get away from derelict row*, I went with a notebook and wrote down the newly available slot numbers. The available spot numbers were: B-36, B-47, B-52, and B-58. Any guy that grew up in the 60’s building airplane models would have no trouble remembering those of course. As it turns out, they put us in spot B-52. Since we moved the camper from our old spot C-4, I happily joked with my wife that we’d gone from “Boom to BUF!” (boom to bust, get it?). But she just sighed and ignored me.
tldr; Those numbers match the designations of USAF’s cold war bombers - C4 is a plastic explosive.
For the curious:
C-4
B-36
B-47
B-52 also called the BUF (Big Ugly Fucker)
B-58
*Derelict row: The back row of aging and deteriorating rigs that seems to exist in every large storage lot. These are mostly abandoned and are unlikely to ever be used again, and rot there until either health or finances forces them to the junkyard. New customers often start there since it’s the only opening. As time passes they (customers) move up to the better areas with the shiny new rigs. Kinda like the pecking order in aerobics classes. Newbies start at the back, right?
Other news (I promise I’m almost done)… My sibling underwent heart surgery and is recovering pretty well. Unfortunately, it seems she can no longer continue in her physically demanding job, so has to retire. My wife and I talked about the somewhat depressing results now. Our entire “generation” (6 sets of siblings in total) has now retired. We were the only ones who chose to do so. Everyone else was forced into it somehow. Anyway, it’s a long story and sometimes sad. I wish things had turned out differently.
On to boring chore stuff. New tires scheduled for the truck today, getting it ready for a long trip out west next week. Also trying to get the medicants to give me enough prescription meds to last for 7 weeks (I have stores of some of the vital ones, but would prefer a complete set). Since it finally started raining again, we have to arrange for lawn mowage with some service while we’re gone so I’ve gotta do that. A few amazon and other online returns to get to the UPS store today. Also gotta get Lucy ahead on some vaccinations (and get a copy of her records to travel with).
Hope everyone’s doing well and has a good week. On to the chores… 
Good morning all. Up fairly early and looking at a pleasant day, heading to 92F. However, rain is in the forecast from Tuesday to Friday, so it may turn out to be a wet week. Good for the lawn, not so good for soccer. Need to do some banking and shopping this morning then see if the gym’s swimming pool is up and operating as promised.
As for the end of summer, to me it’s when it is cool enough that I can go the whole day without the AC on. Won’t be this week, we’re due to be in the 90’s, but next week the highs may only get to the 70’s, so that might signal a cooling trend (or just provide temptation before another heat wave…)
yanker, welcome back, and nice update, sounds like a nice getaway, glad daughter wasn’t burglarized, and…
As well she should… 
(FWIW, I’ve seen all those bombers in various museums).
Sticky Buns, what a lovable mop of hair! Best wishes on the interview.
FCM, never thought about electrical power ‘leaking’ into the water and shocking someone. Presume the electrocuted people survived.
So onward with the Moanday internettin’, all y’all have a good week now.
Not I, as I just regaled in the weather thread here.
10 Miles outside of Bozeman, MT it’s almost 60 degrees out. In town (roughly 1000’ lower) it’s 40 degrees. Nice inversion! Crossfit at 8, some fencing for a friend, errands. Very exciting.
Sunny but not hot, thankyoujeezus. Rain in the forecast every day after today, so,yes, autumn is here. Going to the gym then getting my hair did. Supper will be vegetarian tacos topped with avocado and sour cream. Yum.
Nitpick: ‘BUFF’.
Today’s scheduled for 97F in Sacramento, tomorrow’s supposed to hit 99F. Today involves Tioga Pass, with a projected high around 60F, but tomorrow’s in-town erranding involving car stuff (gotta get the Dart smogged, get the Jeep to the body shop to find out how long parts are going to take, etc.)
Still seems like summer around here as far as weather.
My wife’s church is having a Winter coat drive. I donated two. One of them was my favourite coat for years and years. It’s still in great condition. I’d still be wearing it today, only I had to stop wearing it after I lost 70 pounds. (The other one was a nice red-and-black one with Birch Bay embroidered on it that I’d only worn a couple/few times. I shrunk out of that one too.)
Some did not, hence the updated requirement.
Been to Aldi and back again. They seemed to have a lot of German food - I assume in anticipation of Octoberfest? I picked up a cake that looked particularly good - topped with almonds. Guess what supper’s dessert will be!!
Nurse has been and gone. Aide is currently giving MIL a shower. I’ll break out the vacuum cleaner soon. Good times!! FCD is enroute to the boatyard. Here’s hoping we’re done with them till the next crisis.
I need a nap. 
Me too! And I am conveniently located in the bedroom for my interview so I may just walk from the desk to the bed depending on how it goes!
I can tell that fall is here. The colors look a little muddy in that pic because of the morning fog, I’ll take another one later. Maybe, the clouds are rolling in now.
She’s a mighty comfy looking dawg
Good luck with the interview!
This is good, tell her to keep walking, it really does help with the recovery.
It was nice of you to rescue the tourist. People seem to be willing to risk rental cars much more often than they risk there personal vehicles.
So it was Surepost again today. Thing went smoother, apart from having to crawl onto the world’s filthiest belt to put the broken diverter back in. I stopped and got beer on the way home, because nothing says “Screw the Protestant Work Ethic” more than buying a case of beer at 0845 on a Monday morning.
It’s supposed to be in the low 80s with occasional thunderstorms and tropical depressions this week. Which is pretty much Meteorological Fall for N.C.
Good luck on the interview, and on sheveling Annie!
Yay!
“Serious Putty”
My diet coke was flat in the bottle. Was it that way when it left the bottling plant, or did some creepazoid turn the lid just enough to let all the fizzies out?
We shall never know.
I still drank it. Not as good, but I needed something to wash down lunch.
Getting cooler at night, which helps the tomatoes ripen, but not much of anything in the color changing realm yet. Still hitting 70s this week, which is comfortable.
Having weird anxiety dreams again: always the same sort of scenario; I need to get somewhere but don’t know how. I need to figure out some way to stop these, as it’s really annoying me.
Did the exercise class thing this morning, and we’re going to a series of videos this PM, one of which is about clutter and how to deal with it. Our second bedroom/computer room has been a disaster for two years now and I can’t prod my wife into agreeing to do anything about it. We have four smallish storage units in the building filled to the brim with crap we’ll never use. I’m hoping the video will help inspire her to take some action.
Happy Moonday!
I always need a nap.
I napped most of the weekend, but I also got a lot of stuff crossed off my list.
It’s raining this morning, and supposed to rain all week, with temps in the 60s and 70s.
It seems like summer went by too fast this year.
We haven’t been to the park in weeks. Probably won’t go anytime soon with all the rain predicted.
We were up and ready to go Saturday morning, and Misiu was not feeling well. He didn’t even want to move. At first, I thought he was being his typical lazy in the morning self. Then it was apparent that he really wasn’t feeling well. The other two were very upset that after getting dressed and ready to go, we didn’t.
My son is so literal.
There is a guy he irks with who picks on him all the time. Just good-natured teasing kind of stuff.
He walked up to my son the other day and asked him if he is German. My son, confused, says no, he is American.
Then my son realized the guy meant what ethnicity, and told him his father is Italian. The guy started speaking to him in Italian.
Which my son doesn’t understand a word of.
Sometimes my son worries me.
Two of my friends had a falling out.
I refuse to get in the middle, although I kind of am because I’ve heard it from both of them. I have known A for almost 50 years, and I have never known her to be so angry. I understand why she is angry; I just don’t understand why she is SO angry. It’s not like her to be that way. I got an earful from B over the weekend, and I pretended to know nothing, because I’m not going to let myself get dragged into the middle. She said a lot of nasty things about A, not true and very unfair.
Well, maybe it’ll blow over.