Went back to bed before DH left, needed an extra few hours. Between heartburn and his snoring, first wakeup was much too early.
Got up to DH having texted me that he got rear-ended. He claims the Jeep barely noticed this, but sent a photo of the other vehicle (Honda, further details unknown as yet) with the front bumper torn off. He has not as of right now responded to texts asking for more info, but he IS at irk, so is probably busy. I’ll probably have to wait for his break or lunch for more details. At least I haven’t been summoned to collect him from an accident site or meet him at a medical facility.
He’s texted a bit of further info. Minor bumper damage and one of the rear parking sensors will need replacement. Our insurance company is VERY good at chasing down the other driver for damages if necessary (I am a little concerned about the apparent expiration date on a photo of the other driver’s insurance card).
To give you something to write about? Don’t want to run out of bin stories.
Didn’t the Jeep get injured last week? It really doesn’t do Mondays (or Tuesdays, when Monday’s a holiday).
Weather’s too warm here (25°C/77°F) with lots of humidity. After work I picked up some probiotics because, while digestion issues are getting better, my stomach’s not quite right.
Mowed the grass and picked 5 more raspberries. Hubby will get them all, as I’ve decided for a bland food evening, to balance out the curry wurst and french fries for lunch. (Yes, I know, not the best idea, but it was tasty.)
Yeah, DH managed to break the back window thanks to poorly stacked toolboxes that conflicted with the hatchback window. (sigh) We’ve only had it since late June!
I’ve wondered if OCS for mustangs differs from what n00bs or ring-knockers are taught. Had I not known better, I would have expected most of my Div Off time to be spent dealing with Captain’s Mast. Yet in my 5 commissioned years, I had only one mast come up, and the kid was a hot mess from the start. Maybe the blackshoe Navy is rougher than the brownshoe Navy?
Beautiful day here. I yonked up all but one 'mater plant. I was amazed at how many grape 'maters were on the ground under the plants. I was also surprised at how shallow the roots were. That explains why they got so droopy so fast. Next year I know better what to do. And next year I won’t be surprised to find random 'mater and cuke plants popping up in the woods where I dumped the plants and rotted veggies.
MIL’s nurse came today since yesterday was a holiday. She said all the things we’ve been dealing with are typical of end of life. No predictions, but she seemed to stop short of saying the end is close. MIL is sleeping 20 hours or more a day, hardly eating, and frequently talking to those who have died. There’s truly nothing to be done but keeping her comfortable. So we watch and wait…
I always preferred leadership over discipline. I only took one guy to mast in all those years. He was one of those who kept getting passed on to be someone else’s problem. I put a stop to it.
Howdy Y’all! Been a strange but good weather day here. High in the low 80s (Amurrkin!) and cloudy all day. Provisions got procured. I had a successful run to Sam;s and got burgers and fries from Jack’s for N.O.L. Nappage and day drinkin’ were also accomplished. In a little while 'twill be Netflix, chill, and popcorn time.
Six welcome! I am glad my Amurrkin temps amuse you. I live to amuse. Ok, and sometimes to dismay, alarm, and spread too much TMI.
Sticky_Buns glad Annie is less itchy. I have considered a lift chair in the past. One day I might.
Shoe I did indeed by disposable snot rags whilst at Sam’s.
Nettie first off, glad DH was not hurt. Also glad the damage to the jeep is minor. My insurance company is also great about that. Other insurance companies best beware cause if’n I have to, I will sick Elizabeth (my favorite agent) on 'em. You don’t want to mess with Elizabeth!
MOOOOOOM yep, sounds like y’all are in watch and wait mode. BTDT.
Nettie, the adventure trip, broken rear windshield and now a rear-ender; hope things quiet down on the vehicle front.
wet one, it’ll be November here before I’ll need to adjust my thermostat, it’s 87F outside as I type this. And hope you’re doing OK, headaches like that can be pretty miserable.
Sticky Buns, good luck on the chair-shopping.
shoe, you’re probably right on the glass reasons, in there with plastics and metal and cardboard/paper the chances of getting mixed together and messing things up is high.
doggio, was probably hedge trimmers, but with some of the mosquitos I’ve seen, wouldn’t want to bet on it…
Given the latest discussions, I guess I know who the MMP is rooting for in the Army-Navy game this November…
FCM, keeping a death watch is not the nicest place to be, I just hope it ends peacefully and with some dignity for her (and you/FCD’s sake.
Gym bike pedaling is done, and in about an hour I’m off to soccer practice. Then dinner and more internettin’; such a life I lead. Take care all.
Sadly, in my last command, the attitude was if you’re not one of the favored, you’re doomed. That applied to Es and Os and it’s what made me realize that it was time to resign my commission.
OK, folks, here’s a mystery to consider. But first, the background.
Some time back, someone, probably a bratty kid, snapped off the little flag on the mailbox that one uses to signal that something is in the box for pickup. I bought a replacement which, unfortunately, didn’t fit in the same hole, but being a plastic box, it was easy to make a new hole. And life is good.
Except today, I went to get my mail, and found a #2 Ticonderoga pencil stuck thru the original hole. It had a tag reading “14” taped around it right beside the eraser. That is the mystery - why was it stuck in there and is there significance to 14? Or is some neighbor kid just screwing with me? Not that I know any of the neighbor kids - I don’t stand out on the lawn shaking my fist at them.
Weird. Just weird.
Weirder still, I got a medical bill and no means to pay it on line. Who requires a check to be mailed in 2024?? Apparently my cardiologist does. Or I can call and give them the payment info over the phone. I think I’ll spring for the stamp and mail it. I think I know where my checkbook is…
I could translate, but really, you’d be bored. If you really, really care, message me, but it’s not a secret code, just jargon about mundane work stuff.
Speaking of mailing - eons ago, I was told that placing a stamp upside-down means “I Love You” - which makes me paranoid every time I stamp something being mailed to a business…
I cheat and use the temp function on the calculator of my desktop.
Perhaps not mailed, but the dealership that fixed my car this spring had a surcharge of 4% for the use of a debit card as opposed to a paper check. I was like at least give me a heads up on this shit!. I mean, who carries a checkbook in 2024, right?
Yeah, I understood some of it, but had to google most of the rest.
Hmmmmm…the way some of my family changes branches, I have to wonder who my cousin’s son (4 years USAF, 10 years Army and in his second year in USN) roots for.
Irked, came home, walked Nelson and et.
Last night, I saw a pic of the dog who slipped through the hole in the fence on HIPSmyrna with the follow up that he’d been found and was currently home. Yay!
It’s been a while since the last time I worked at a place that could even physically accept a paper check.
Like, where you write “I am at such-and-such business, and I owe such-and-such money, please take this piece of paper stating …” and just hand that over?
Yeah, no.
Where I work now, we have no way … it’s literally not an option.
I’m shocked that your dealer still even accepts paper checks.
… might wanna find someone with updated technology. If they’re, yanno, tamping around with your car.
We wound up having to use a check at CarMax when we bought the Jeep in June (we very rarely use checks any more, but the checkbook lives in my wallet anyway). They did need me to show them the banking app with my current checking balance, which wasn’t unreasonable IMO, since we were paying for the purchase up-front with no financing and the credit union couldn’t wrangle transaction limits to allow card use. I think a wire transfer would have been the next option.
I napped. Maintenance stopped by to fix a minor issue. Spot channeled his inner sabertooth ancestors by fleeing and hiding under the bed. I’m having a Manhattan, and watching the Paralympics.
“Ensign, the commander asked for an inventory of buckets of prop wash, and chemlight batteries.”
OCS: Officer’s Candidate School, a path for enlisted members to become officers
Mustang: Graduate of said OCS
Ring-knockers: Graduates of a Service Academy
Captain’s mast: Discipline less severe than a full Court martial, but more severe than the senior NCO person telling the accused “If you ever do that again, I will PT you till you die.”
the handegg game between West Point(Army) and Annapolis(Navy)
My one uncle served in the Navy. He almost got a family reunion involved in a bar brawl with some Marines in 1988 in San Francisco.
