We also need to help move a couch for my son. Forgot to add that earlier.
Almost time to hop in the shower. We need to leave here around 9:00 am so we arrive on time for my son. It shouldn’t take a full hour, but I-5 traffic between Olympia/Tumwater and points north can become really congested on weekends. I don’t know why, it just is.
It’s still dark here, so maybe I’ll give it until 6:30 before I hop in the shower.
We are back home. We had a great time. They were not kidding when they said it was the largest show. We were there for the whole day, eight hours and change. There was more than a hundred vendor booths for us to browse, and over three hundred quilts on display. The quilts were top level artistry. Some of the people around us while we were looking said that the judging criteria was very high and I had no trouble believing it. I took a lot of pictures and will upload them as I get time. There were two floors with classes available. I can’t even guess how many people were there.
Knowing what I know from managing my dad’s rentals, once-upon-a-time, I would be very cautious about this. We attempted to sell one this way once, and, after they defaulted, had to do a total rehab before selling it the usual way. Some folks, when they aren’t worried about getting a deposit back and not having to follow the rules of a lease, will totally trash / let a home go to hell.
JtC, how old is VBC? I noticed long ago, that when my critters got old, they tended to slim down some. You are doing the responsible thing getting him checked out at the vet.
Moooooom, this is my first mobile phone. Kids now wouldn’t know what to do with it. 
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted, dog parked and fixing to do KP. Not a lot on the slate today, so I’ll play around in the studio again.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Negative again! I’m going for the dragon lair. And cat food.
Sari, take care of yourself there. Listen to the little voice, and the big voice of the sdmb.
I don’t have brown walls, but taking my walls to a light neutral will take a lot of primer to tone them down. It is easier to paint walls before you move in the furniture.
Downstairs the walls are pale pale pink. The dining room accent wall is milk chocolate brown. I don’t care if it screams 1980, I like it! The powder room is the color of green grapes. I may repaint if I decide it doesn’t go with the new floor.
Had only half of a Mai Tai last night. My stomach is still a bit wonky. It’s a beautiful cool sunny day. I think I’m gonna hang out at home and recuperate from the week’s chaos.
Blue dragons are easy to catch. 
Wednesday afternoon I was carrying an armload of laundry from the bedroom to the washer. It blocked my view of the floor, and I ended up tripping over a file box. Bloody great bruise just above the foot, where I banged it on the edge of the box, and the foot and lower leg were (still are, in fact) very swollen and painful. Thursday afternoon I went to the urgent care clinic; they took an assortment of x-rays and told me nothing was broken. So I’ve been reading, putting an ice pack on the bruise from time to time, and trying to keep the foot elevated – all three of which are difficult to do when sitting here typing. 
Today is our anniversary* (30 years already!), and we were planning to go out for dinner, as we usually do, but walking is a little difficult at the moment. Instead, Lady SCAdian will go to the restaurants we were planning to visit (one for starters, one for dinner proper, and a third for dessert) after she gets off work, order everything to go (all the restaurants at the casino will do carry-out), and bring it home with her – same food, but a vastly different venue At least we’re not spending the day at the hospital, like we did the anniversary that was the day after our daughter arrived.
* Marriage anniversary, not wedding anniversary – that’s in January.
Glad you have a resolution.
I took a page from your book of tricks and wrapped my knee in Saran Wrap so I could take a shower without getting the leakage scabs wet and having them start weeping again. Worked a treat! Started the antibiotic round this morning, put bandaids and antibiotic goo on the sores, as directed. We’ll see what happens in the coming week. Now I gotta go buy more Saran Wrap.
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s a toasty 27c/81f with no predicted change, and partly cloudy. We also have a yellow warning for thunderstorms untli about 9pm. Weather app, like me, has had quite enough of this heat and says “It’s alright outside. I still fucking hate everyone.”
I am home alone and unsupervised for the next few days We made it to Wigan last night with half an hour to spare thanks to something on the train breaking yesterday evening and delaying us quite significantly. The good news is that the delay was long enough to get us an automatic refund on the cost of the tickets. The gig we went to was hot and sweaty, but such a great night. I also met up with a good friend that I haven’t seen for a very long time, good to catch up with him and put some plans in place for the future.
After the gig, we meandered back to our hotel, stopping off for a kebab on the way and sitting there watching the local police getting busy with the crowds. Our hotel was just far enough from the town centre to be blissfully quiet, the aircon kept the room beautifully cool, and I had the best sleep I’ve had in ages.
We left at midday, stopped off at a cafe for all-day breakfast, then went to the station for our respective trains. 'im indoors is on his way to Scotland to visit his family, taking the chance to do that because he’s now between jobs, and I got a train in the opposite direction to come home. The cats seemed unconcerned about my absence, I gave them fresh food and water, cleaned the litter trays and fussed them a bit. They have now abandoned me as I have outlived my usefulness until the next mealtime arrives. I’ve unpacked the few bits I took with me, there’s a load of laundry swirling around in the machine, and I’ve opened all the windows to get some fresh air in.
Grandpa next door is sitting outside (as he often does) with his radio blasting at full volume, it’s some Asian radio station with a woman who seems to do nothing but screech. Thus I have opened the windows, and put some Rob Zombie on the stereo in the living room. I’m upstairs in the office, it’s the perfect volume for me being up here. I hope gramps is enjoying it. When it’s finished, and when I’ve caught up with the Dope, I’ll swap it for a film…hopefully with lots of car chases and explosions!
nellie good to know that you have some resolution for your knee problems and they have been able to put your mind at rest about it. Yay for topical steroids!
cookie glad that you have made some progress too, and your weepy knee is improving.
Herald sorry to hear about the accident, I hope it didn’t put too much of a dent in your plans 
Moooom I bought my first mobile phone when I was working a job that split my time between home and a remote office. Since I had to drive and my car(s) at the time were somewhat prone to breaking down, a mobile phone seemed like a good safety precaution. The phone was a Motorola, and it was the size (and weight) of a housebrick! I upgraded regularly, much preferred the fliphones, and I have to admit I was very late joining the smartphone tribe too.
Right…time to go and get a cold drink from the fridge and find myself a suitably loud film to watch
If I’d been thinking straight this morning, I’d have donned grubbies, attacked the yard work, then showered and dressed like a person. Nope. I showered and dressed, then got all sweaty and stinky, so I had to shower again - double the laundry too!! But I’ve pretty much gotten rid of all the non-forsythia growth in my forsythia hedge. There were several trees (maple, poplar, and something I couldn’t identify) and way too much wisteria, plus sticker vines and much poison ivy to be avoided. Here’s hoping I didn’t brush up against any inadvertently. At least before I started, I had FCD spray insect repellent on my legs. I don’t think I got bit any more.
So now I’m showered and dressed in clean stuff for the second time today. I emptied then started refilling the dishwasher. I had lunch. My plans for this afternoon include crocheting a few more critters - in fact, when I’m done with this post, I’m going to pick out a pattern and some yarn. And I plan to make bean soup for supper, so that’s worked out. Off I go to root thru my yarn stash!
I feel you. Next month will be the first time in 42 years that I don’t renew my nursing license and there is some poignancy still lurking there even though I’ve been Injured and therefore retired for 5 years. I still miss it, even though the sights weren’t as picturesque as your job. We’re all here to listen as you experience the ebb and flow of what it means to you and what it feels like. You’ll still be our jaunty, irrepressible pilot though!
My only plan for the day? In a few minutes I’ll tune in to the radio on my iPad and listen to my Cornhuskers (probably) get walloped by Colorado. I don’t have cable (or a tv) but it’s fun listening to it~the announcers rollick through, sounding just like they always have for two generations, so it’s familiar and colorful, even just listening. I pull up on a split screen a box score from YouTube so I know who has the ball, yardage, time left, etc.
It’s an away game so I won’t be hearing the jets flyover or the firecrackers after each score (I live only a mile from the stadium).
Go 
Big Red!!
The day after Her Ladyship and I were married I was admitted to the hospital for the first time in my life for kinda-emergent abdominal surgery. It all worked out great and I was home 24+ hours later. But it was a bit of a roller coaster for her. And me.
And no, I didn’t hurt myself having geezer newlywed sex. Yes there was GNS; no there wasn’t injury therefrom.
I’m not so sure about picturesque. A quick search on YouTube for videos of high altitude flying vs. videos of suppurating abscesses shows about a tie. People lurves them some good pimple-poppin’ and abscess drainin’. 
You could always go to one of the nearby waterin’ holes where everybody is drunked up and screamin’ at the 27 TVs each time they score. Probably find some noisemakers there of some sort. And you can get some wings & fries to go with your sarsaparilla.
That’s my back-up back-up plan (so Plan C-). If it was a game I really wanted to see, I’d first try to wrangle an invite to watch it at my kid’s, where there are 4 72” screens to choose from, including out on the deck or at a friend’s. My kids DVR the game, so I could always watch it not in real time later if it ends up being a good game.
Sports bars I avoid because with my hearing loss I can’t hear well enough in that loud boisterous to not be frustrated. Folks here don’t take kindly to a cranky old lady telling them to “hush up” so she can hear the color commentators, not even if she buys them a round of red beers to buy their cooperation. Then there’s the problem that just the sight of red beers makes me queasy, much less paying for them 
. We do have some nice sports bars here, we are a dyed in the wool college sports town, I could find a doable one if I tried, mostly by heading to a neighborhood on the edge of town, far afield from the campus and stadium. I save that for really big game/bowl games/the Super Bowl.
Plus, just lately Covid has inched up here j u s t enough for me, with my age and breathing issues, to take the path of avoiding closed in public spaces with lots of hedonistic strangers if I can. Bars, restaurants, recreational shopping falls into the avoid when possible. I consider an 90 minutes a week in the library to teach my immigrant refugee literacy class and to Get More Books To Read !! a essential activity. Essential for my sanity at least.
A few hours after listening to the game I watch a round of YouTube game highlight videos which show all the good plays, minus the interminable time outs and commercial breaks and just plain boring punts and offsides and I can watch 5 or 6 of them as many times as I want. Then the day after I can go on my public library website and read the local paper’s several pages of articles and photos. My local paper is not worth the cost of a subscription anymore and I love that my library still gives me full access to local ‘news’ and more pages of Cornhusker sports coverage then of the purported news. My tax dollars at work and from the comfort of my cushy loveseat, steps away from my trusty Keurig.
It’s a hacked together system but my iPad and I enjoy sticking it to the cable company.
Ah, so you want to add a UTI, bladder infection, and kidney problems to your list.
Those are all indeed very fun experiences!
They sell adult diapers on Amazon. Probably chamber pots, too, although your local dollar store no doubt has saucepans that could be utilized.
I’m kinda being a bitch, but … hon, imagine if you were reading here that someone was trying not to piss themselves so as not to be a burden on others.
… but your son is the one who won’t stand up for himself.
I just saw an advertisement for Pumpkin Spice Spam. I feel slightly ill.
Back from foraging. Paint acquired, food for humans and cats, and some fun things.
Got stuff out of the flat, ate some of the yummy food, and now chair time, Meg 2 on the tv.
What a great observation. I was hoping your last flight had something special about it, but maybe the quiet realization of the ending is good in its own way. Hopefully any extra journeys to/from Newark will be calm and enjoyable (if they’re to be the last). Maybe the view of NYC would make a nice close too.
Wishing you the best in retirement, I’ve made sure to follow this week’s MMP so as not to miss it.
Giving my best to Sari and Nellie, along with best recovery wishes for Cookie as well.
I had hoped I would be following these next MMPs sporadically from my phone, but fate intervenes. I became so ill with the URI we had to abandon our trip and limp back home. I guess Glacier and the other national parks will happen later. I’m under a doc’s care and they’re slightly worried about the infection that is still raging after 18 days. A little long for a “cold” I guess. So far, no pneumonia indications, so just gobbling antibiotics and other potions, and resting on the couch. I must be relaxed, since I’m now watching girly romantic movies. Just finished “Sleepless in Seattle” which I’d never seen (it was surprisingly good, I must admit). I think I need a guy movie next – maybe something with Charles Bronson – or spaceships with pew-pew noises.
The good news is that RV-ing vacations are really easy to get refunds. I’ve recovered all but about 200 in fees/reservations for a month-long trip.
And in the serendipity column; Returning home we happened on two stranded guys with no gas or money. Being the type who always carries extra, I was able to transfer 5 gallons into their vehicle and get them at least another 100 or so miles, hopefully to their destination. They refused anything else (except some iced drinks – it was 108F). So abandoning our trip had at least one favorable outcome.
Hope everyone has a good rest of the week. The heat appears to finally be breaking here in DFW (rained last night!), so we welcome that change.
Look for “A Man Called Otto”. With Tom Hanks. It was on Netflix for me.
It’s certainly not a Bronson movie but a well-done curmudgeon makes good with some bittersweet moments, love triumphs over all, plus no small number of chortles and outright laugh ot loud.
T-boomers abound! We also got a couple of significant downpours, tho now there’s a nice gentle shower watering the yard. I’ve got a big pot of bean soup simmering for supper. I’m in the middle of crocheting a dragon - it will probably be the only one I make since it’s got lots of parts to sew on to the body/head unit. I don’t like sewing stuff on stuffies. Oh well…
Back to the yarn…