(Old) Drudgery In The MMP

I got my dates mixed up, and the Pride Parade is tomorrow, not today, so I have an open day, since I rushed around getting housework, etc. done. I may or may not walk down to PrideFest. Lst year I took Ms. Dog, who’s very LGBTQ-friendly, especially if treats are involved, but her person usually has weekend plans, and this is short notice. Also, she may be out of the little hair bows I made into a rainbow on Ms. Dog’s head. Anyway, I go to honor former LGBTQ students, all of whom got harassed.

Anyway, that’s my day. Oo! My welcome mat needs cleaning, so I’ll do that! Such excitement!

All this french toast talk is giving me a craving. I’m lacking good bread, though, so may have to wear a beret and call it good.

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As expected, yesterday was busy (but good): my 9am-12pm meeting wound up ending at 10am, so I went to the proposal center earlier than planned and got there shortly after 11am. The timing was perfect in that my day job was quiet enough for me to mostly ignore it, and it was good to focus on the resumes I was drafting and be able to talk with everyone in person. It was also really nice to see a bunch of former co-workers: when I joined the company I was a proposal manager based in that office, and several of the folks I worked with are still there (5.5 years after I switched to supporting programs). There are a lot of active proposals right now, so everyone was in the office; it was great to catch up with them. Anyway, my deadline for the next proposal review is COB tomorrow: I got ~90% done yesterday, and only need to draft some short rationales (I have the info, I just have to do the writing). I can’t work today, but will likely do that writing tomorrow while I can keep focusing on it (I won’t be able to keep ignoring the day job on Monday!). Working on a Sunday will bring back memories of why I left the proposal world… :wink:

The neighboring congressional district’s Democratic Party unassembled caucus* is today: from 2:30-7:00 (when the polls close) I’ll be checking voters in, then I’ll be helping to count ballots. I plan to arrive between 2:00 and 2:15, (a) so the Chief, Deputy Chief, and person I’m relieving know that I’m there and (b) to watch the person I’m relieving for a while/get a handoff from them. I’m hoping to be back home sometime around 9-ish.

*Their Congressman died last month: his passing necessitates a special election, which in turn necessitates a caucus.

The wheelchair ramp for Bailey (for the patio steps) arrived yesterday, and I made her use it all evening: it’s the perfect size, but even on the second step down it might be too steep for her to make it back up under her own steam…which would defeat the purpose. Meh. I haven’t made her use it today, but I’ll set it up again tomorrow. I’ll try putting it on the bottom step and seeing if I can get her used to that, then gradually moving it up two steps. But it also didn’t occur to me until yesterday that rain and/or heat could make the ramp unusable. :woman_facepalming: We’ll see how it goes.

Speaking of Bailey, I just made a vet appointment for Tuesday evening (the earliest they had): it’s now been over a week since she’s had any prednisone, because she still won’t eat any regular dog food or treats*. She’s been eating the roasted chicken, but only a little at a time. She’s clearly in pain (I think part of not eating is that she doesn’t want to stand for long) and her mobility is noticeably worse, plus I worry a little about her atypical Addison’s Disease – which is mild, but still. I plan to ask about injections for both pain and appetite stimulation, to try and break this cycle where she hurts = she doesn’t eat = she doesn’t get her meds = she hurts. It might also be time to try something like Librela again.

*I’ve never pilled her, and frankly am not about to start: she could hurt herself while thrashing/trying to get away, or I could accidentally hurt her while trying to hold her still. It’s a challenging thing for just one person to do even with a healthy dog!

Time for lunch! In about 90 min I’ll need to get sheveled, then head to the polling place. :slight_smile:

GAH…I completely forgot about the international thing!! :woman_facepalming: Never mind!

I thought this was Riff-Raff:

https://i.ibb.co/k2dD51fM/Screenshot-2025-06-28-113849.jpg

:joy:

But that reminds me of something I saw recently…it’s probably old, but sooooo accurate:

Q: How many message board users does it take to change a lightbulb?

A:

  • 1 to change the light bulb and to post that the lightbulb has been changed.
  • 14 to share similar experiences of changing lightbulbs and how the lightbulb could have been changed differently.
  • 7 to caution about the dangers of changing lightbulbs.
  • 17 purists who use candles and are offended by lightbulb discussions.
  • 6 to argue over whether it’s “lightbulb” or “light bulb.”
  • Another 6 to condemn those 6 as stupid.
  • 22 to tell those 6 to stop being jerks.
  • 2 industry professionals to inform the group that the proper term is “lamp.”
  • 15 know-it-alls who claim they were in the industry, and that “light bulb” is perfectly correct.
  • 49 to post memes and gifs (several are of someone eating popcorn with the words “I’m just here for the comments.”)
  • 12 to post G.
  • 8 to ask what G means.
  • 36 to post pics of their own lightbulbs.
  • 15 to post “I can’t see S$%^!” and use their own lightbulbs.
  • 6 to report the post or PM a mod because someone said “f÷×$”
  • 4 to say “Didn’t we go through this already a short time ago?”
  • 13 to say “Do a search on lightbulbs before posting questions about lightbulbs.”
  • 1 to bring politics into the discussion by adding that (insert politician of choice) isn’t the brightest bulb; this usually takes place within the first three comments.
  • 50 more to junior mod the political poster.
  • 1 late arrival to comment on the original post 6 months later and start it all over again.

I actually bought a doggy sling a while back, figuring it might come to this someday! I’m not quite ready to try it yet – if I can get her using a ramp under her own steam, that’s preferred – but it’s definitely standing by.

I had the same thought/realization the other day: I let myself get behind in breaking down boxes this week, plus I got two really big ones in addition to several smaller ones, and now my eat-in kitchen area is a cardboard jungle! I plan to tackle it tomorrow. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear the boxes reproduce…

I’m so glad you were able to give her the “up to” assurance: many times people feel so frustrated by/anxious about how long it might take something to kick in that they wind up never starting (or not sticking with it long enough). If it might help, tell her that a random internet stranger is super proud of her for taking the first step!

Safe travels back!! :airplane:

:joy: !

Imma try to call out today. I hate leaving S.M. short handed on a summer Saturday (gonna be busy!) but I wrenched something in my lower back, and just standing is difficult.

If I hadn’t had to go potty so urgently, I wouldn’t have even attempted to walk. Had to clutch the kitchen counter for support on the way.

Doing some gentle stretches now, but in this weather I don’t relish the idea of a hot shower, which would probably help otherwise.

I feel your pain a few days ago I slipped a disc omg.. But the dehumidifiers needed emptying and the cats fed. Clutching counters and swearing loudly. Took some advil and laid in bed all day trying to unkink my back. Two days later I’m back upright. Wtf.
Take the day off!

How much bother is it to get things out of storage? Blankets can take up a lot of closet space.

You’ve been missed! I’m so glad you are having a good time.

I’m hoping you also have a wonderful time

Hubs took the right lens out of my glasses at the restaurant to help me deal with the menu. I’m glad you are having equally good results!

I know, how very rude, right?!?!

Are the puppers getting better about their baths? Do you put ribbons in their hair afterwards? The groomers always put little ribbons on our dawg’s ears and she always seemed pretty proud of them.

Congrats for surviving once again!

Good short order cooks are very skilled craftsmen, not enough folks recognize them. It takes a lot of skill and cooking experience to be able to get 6 different meals cooked and plated at the same time and they keep doing it for hours on end.

The onions didn’t taste like there was baking soda or sugar added, they were cooked down in butter like god intended them to be.

So not much happening here today, the heat dome has burst and it will be cooler which is nice. OTOH, our veggie garden is going nutz.

I’m going through my stash and trying to put together a couple of sets of beginning needlepoint kits. Folks at the stitching group are becoming interested, and it’s not like I don’t have spare thread and canvas. I’ve even got some plastic canvas in one of the bins!

Blankets are the least of our problems. My wife saves every piece of paper that comes into the house. We have reams of paper that are no longer relevant to our lives, like the house sale documents from Portland and old tax records, so we have plastic tubs full of this crap. It’s not hard to get it out of storage. The (small) storage areas are in the basement garage. We have four of them full of crap and I just laid claim to a fifth. Don’t get me started on the damn books.

Mrs. L.A. is painstakingly pulling weeds in the yard. The mole dig its way up again,so I suspect she is going to spread more grub killer to try to starve him out. She’s happy that her white clover seeds are ‘out for delivery’. As for me, I’ve washed the two sit-inside kayaks. Would’ve done my sit-on-top, but it’s at the front of the house next to the driveway.

The mover texted at 10:00, saying he will keep me updated as to when we can meet. (He’s working on a video.) I gave him the gate code and unit number to the storage unit.

Yesterday we passed a truck pulling an engine equipped kayak. It had two pipes out the back. I thought about you pointing and laughing if you saw something like that in the water.

Oh ouch. You have my sympathy. Hubs has always agreed to pitch some of the old paperwork when we move, that’s the only time he’ll even consider it.

When we move from Alaska, I finally convinced her that she no longer needed her tax returns from when she was 20 years old. They were literally yellow from age. I had to go through 40 years of returns and shred anything with SSN information. Between that and other miscellany, I put some eight of those Hefty 39 gallon lawn bags of paper out for garbage collection, much of it shredded. I also took about 20 boxes of books to the Salvation Army. We did another purge when we moved from Portland, but it wasn’t enough. At least we finally got rid of a couple hundred record albums.

It was hot. They kept pulling me to load, so I didn’t get the cleanup finished till 12:30. Also, they provide el cheapo work gloves for the employees, which are usually gray. This batch was black, so every time I put them on, I felt like I was about to break some guy’s kneecaps for not paying Fat Tony on time. But laundry is in the dryer, and I’m having a gin&tonic, because I had a flare up of my scurvy at work.

Oui.

In the “Law of Conservation of Matter/Balance in The Force” category, some guy shipped his 4 suitcase from the UK to N.C. via us today.

I may or may not resemble that. :wink:

{{{{shoe}}}}
If it hurts that bad, call out.

I’m really short on time, but shoe, try ICING your back. Ice helps reduce inflammation, pain, and swelling. Maybe Boo will chime in later, but I’ve always been told to ICE FIRST, 20 minutes on (wrapped in cloth), 20 off, 20 on, etc. Think of it as a popsicle for your back. :slight_smile:

Hope you heal fast!

I missed this. Dang, I’m sorry. You are already getting advice, all I can send is my sympathy.

Well, dammit, I can’t get my keyboard to pair, so I’ll do my best using the tablet on its own.

Day 1 - BWI.
Traffic was awful and eventually we left earlier than planned, we still got to my sister’s house later than planned. Her car had suffered a major engine failure so she had to take us in BIL’s truck. Once at the terminal, we were pleased to see that Premium Economy got us a special, shorter check-in line, so we skipped the long queue. Once our bags were tagged, we went to find food. It was expensive (airport food, yanno) but not bad.

We were also in an earlier boarding group and we were seated and relaxing as the crowd moved thru to the cheap seats. We got blankets and pillows and headphones and some toiletries. And we had access to a buttload of movies, TV shows, music, lots of stuff to pass the time. Lightning and heavy rain delayed our departure about an hour, but we were soon on our way.

Day 2 - I may have dozed a bit, but not a good sleep. We managed to arrive only about 15 minutes late and customs was pretty much nothing - walk thru, get our bags, and go. We just missed the Hoppa and had to wait half an hour, but when we got to the hotel, our room was ready - Yay! The rest of the day was spent snoozing and eating and not much else. After a somewhat restful night, it was breakfast at the hotel, then a Hoppa back to the airport.

There was no Holland America rep, but one of the others checked us in and got us to our “bus”. It was actually a large, overcrowded van and we were the last ones on, so we got crappy seats sorta close to each other. The ride to Dover was pretty much like going down any interstate. I was sitting next to a woman who cruises a couple of times a year, and we chatted about places we’ve visited. I may have dozed at one point. But we arrived alive in Dover. End of the land-based portion of my tale.

All aboard!!

(BTW, I just got my keyboard paired,so huzzah!)

When we got to the Dover cruise terminal, someone came with a cart to move all our bags to the ship while the passengers went to check in. The facial recognition stuff is pretty amazing, and fortunately, my face is apparently easily recognizable. We had to wait maybe 10 minutes before we could board, but considering some other experiences we’ve had on other ships, this was a piece of cake! And best of all, our room was ready, so we could go right up and dump our carry-ons.

And, of course, first order of business was getting our internet set up. We each get one device at a time, so I set up the tablet for internet,and my phone for the ship’s wifi. Then it was down one deck to the buffet for lunch. On the way, we talked to a bartender and learned about our drink package and how to get drinks. The diet coke is in cans rather than fountain, but it’s still caffeinated, and we just have to order a glass of iceto go with it. We can also get beer(ick), wine, and mixed drinks that sell for up to $13 - up to15 total per day. I may actually try some wine, maybe.

Holland America apparently doesn’t trust passengers to serve themselves, but that suits me fine. You tell the nice person behind the counter what you want and it’s served up with a smile. I had a small serving of lasagne and a bowl of fruit salad. FCD has salmon patties and some kind of spinach, but he had to stop the guy from giving him too much.

As we were eating, we tested the chat function - works great! After lunch, it was back to the room where I unpacked and hung up our clothes. He’d have done his own, but I was on a roll, so I did it all. Our suitcases fit nicely under the bed. Our cabin is all tidy and organized for our 4-week adventure.

FCD wanted a nap and I wanted to walk, so he got in bed and I headed out to explore. And, as usual, I kept getting bow and stern mixed up - it all looks the same when you’re inside! But I found the dining room and the theater and I walked thru the tiny art gallery. I passed a gazillion bars where half a gazillion people were drinking.

Some very thick fog rolled in this afternoon, enough that fog horns were sounding. In fact, once we got underway, the ship did its share of tooting.

Anyway, we had to watch a safety video then go to our muster stations and check in with a crew member. FCD and I moseyed about a bit more before returning to our room for some more nappage. He zonked out right away, and I eventually drifted off. We woke to hear the captain announcing that we’d be on our way shortly.

So we got up and dressed (but not “dressed”) for dinner. We both had French onion soup (it was OK but not special) and the salmon (OMG, it was amazing!!) I was disappointed in the dessert, tho. I ordered chocolate cheesecake, and it was more like a wedge of chocolate mousse - what a waste of my bonus calories! He got the baked Alaska and said it was quite good.

After, we went out to the pool deck - he got another Diet Coke and we sat there awhile till I saw what the evening’s entertainment was. Harry the Piano - apparently he’s on YouTube (I haven’t looked yet) and he was amazing! We really enjoyed the show. But when that was done, we were both ready to crash. He’s been watching some James Bond movie - the selection of movies is amazing - and I’m writing this. I decided to don one of the complimentary robes. T

he tag says “One size fits all” but they lie. I have enough to wrap around my middle, but it’s flared open from below the waist. And, frankly, there are some people who are decidedly more rotund than I - no way they can wear this robe without, well, baring their souls.

The steward said we’re losing an hour tonight, and since we have an early excursion, we need to be sure to get to the theater on time, having had breakfast. So we shall see what tomorrow brings. Tonight brings sleep, I hope…

Just what this cranky night nurse would advise. Ibuprofen or naproxen over Tylenol for pain relief. Both of those are anti-inflammatories, which is the goal. Aleve (naproxen) lasts 8-12 hours, ibuprofen 4-6hours. Generic is fine. And yes, ice, ice, ice, 20 on, 20 off.

Does she like cheese or peanut butter? If you make pill time seem like a special treat, both are easy to hide pills in.

Ouch! I hope that you get the kinks worked out soonest.

I’ve been putting together a small tote for the week that I will spend at Sis’ before my stuff gets down there. Essentially, it’s a couple of projects that I won’t have to use much of any equipment (scissors, glue, needle, thread) to do. It will also give me something to work on when I take breaks unpacking.

I’m going on my third move in the last 27 years. Each move, I get rid of more non-essential stuff. This move will be more family heritage photos and stuff from the studio than books and music, both of which I’ve pretty much gone digital.

A couple of more cartons packed, but chilled most of the rest of the day. Now to wake up the sleeping dog on my lap to set the trash out.

Howdy Y’all! RDOS slugs have we been all day. Some quality cee-mint pond time was had, but not too much as we overdid it a bit yestiddy. Nappage was accomplished, and then, like doggio, we felt a touch of scurvy and malaria, so we had gin and tonics. Three times. The scurvy and malaria were strong today. I foresee some more brit box whilst laid upon the bed. I hear thunder rumbles in the distance, so maybe some tstorm sleep tonight. Hopefully sans the continuous lightnin’ like the other night. :astonished_face::high_voltage::high_voltage:

That’s a very important part of moving! When we moved, I made sure to bring kitty beds and toys as well as two of my stitching projects just to be sure we had a few comfort items when we got here.

So the basket issue has been amply solved. @BippityBoppityBoo thank you for offering to mail your baskets to me (I would have insisted on paying for postage), but Mrs Harry overheard Hubs telling Harry about our fruitless trip to the Tamarack and chose to declutter her place. I now have 7 baskets from small to bottom. Actually, I have 6 baskets, Jolene claimed one.

While Hubs was out mowing the gully (and reporting to Harry), I washed about half of our windows. I love living in a place without vaulted ceilings, I could reach the tabs that allowed me to wash the outsides. I always had to get Hubs to do that for me before, which meant the windows didn’t get washed nearly as often.

It is so good that you are watching out for such things, I’ve heard that malaria isn’t for weenies!

No more rain is expected for a couple of days and it has cooled off a bunch. I think I’m going to go out and listen to the forest while the birds do their evening routines. I love how they slowly settle and then the frogs start calling.

Nelson has a designated bed for the car, so that’s taken care of. When we travel, I generally add food, treats and toys to the dog park bag. Plus, his kibble bin will ride in the car with us. His car bed is inside of a specially made (again, by Dad for one of his favorite granddogs) two slat crate and sized to his bed. I have a carabiner attached t the oh shit handle on the passenger side that his leash gets hooked in to and he’s ready for the road. :slight_smile:

Now you’ll have 10. Already in the clutches of the US Mail before you posted. Predicted delivery next Saturday. Pretty sure you’ll know which recycled box is from me~us geezer girls have to stick together. Hopefully it won’t embarrass the guy carrying it up the long driveway.