I believe the phrase “sucker bet” applies here. 
Last night I went through the rest of the files, keep, recycle, shred. Every thing nicely sorted and in the proper file wallets.
So far today, the “ to do list” has not been touched. I did the shopping trip this morning, got home, unloaded, and fell into the trap. Watch something while eating lunch, and four hours later, still watching.
Howdy Y’all! Been bzzzy here at da cave. I almost forgot that I was supposed to go over to the church house to help put all the hide away for Lent stuff back out. I do the grunt work end of that. So that had to happen. Wasn’t too bad as it all got done in about an hour and a half. Then it was back to da cave for cookage. I did manage nappage whilst the ham was bakin’ so there’s that. Everything got done or prepped, so celebratory day drinkin’ was also accomplished. Both of us noshed off and on so we didn’t have any kind of actual sit down thing that could be called N.O.L. or sup, but are sufficiently fed. All in all not too bad of a day.
I’m envious!
Preach!
I hope that she gets some relief soon.
Yay on the negative test nellie!
Got the taxes done. I figure that the 45 minutes that I spent cussing the software netted me ~$60 in savings as opposed to letting H&R Block do them. I’m getting pretty much the usual refund (IOW, enough to keep from paying in, but not enough to take a good vacation).
I took Nelson to the dog park this afternoon, then came home and read out on the patio with his retractable leash hooked to my rocker. It was a lovely sunny afternoon.
Yesterday, I picked up a small (~2#) poke roast (they didn’t have any hams smaller than 12#), so I’ll roast that with some carrots, mushrooms and onions, steam some asparagus, fry up some cabbage and maybe make some biscuits.
I hope you guys like bacon!
I did get some sticker shock when I started looking at Washington, but the area by the Oregon border didn’t look as spendy. It’s probably for the best though, we are coming in way under budget moving to WV and that’s always a good thing.
Nellie, the home we are buying is more expensive for the area because we had to have a single level and two bathrooms. There are a lot of smaller places in Charleston that are much less expensive. I’ve been led to believe that the medical care available is pretty good, all of the usual old people ailments are covered. If you think you might be interested in WV, we have a spare bedroom you could occupy while I drive you around for a good look-see. No dogs, but GG is almost goofy enough to be classified as a Golden.
Thank you both, I always start doubting myself when I make someone cry when I was trying to get a smile.
It only seemed fast because I had just barely announced our intention to move before finding a place. I’ve been wanting to move somewhere green since before I retired, but knew I had to wait to retire. Then I retired and the world ended and my husband went crazy.
I’ve been planning to move for years, the location was all that was up in the air. Once hubs agreed to move to somewhere green - and came up with Kentucky - I was able to nudge him to WV. We are both familiar with the area, him more than me of course and we both liked the area.
Finding this home was a lucky find, I was fully expecting to take a year to find the perfect place.
Hubs is wanting to go get dinner, we are in Vega TX now so I think it’s safe to order a Margareta again. Chat with you all later.
Up from naptime. I dreamed I had to move into the courtyard of some apartment building because of the funeral. and there were ice caves and giant walrus men involved. Having a Vieux Carré, and chicken tacos with beans and rice for dinner.
Judging by his little drama outbursts, Spot thinks they are.
[Jedi Mind Trick]You are not available to close tonight[/Jedi Mind Trick]
Well, somebody keep drinking my gin, and the fat guy in a tuxedo who spends all day sitting on my couch is the prime suspect.
They appreciate it, cry or smile. that’s why I away say hi to the cleaning people at work(and I’ve cleaned my share of public toilets, so I know what they deal with 
)
I think he’s Gordie’s brother from another mother(I do miss the boy)
As long as you don’t have to spell it out for the waitstaff you’ll probably get a good drink.
Useless but fun day here. Did get sheveled just in time for a quick lunch of rigatoni & homemade sauce w Roomie & his golfing bud, then they dashed off to play in a tournament.
As I’m finishing cleaning up the mess, car pal texts. “Can we do lunch in 45 minutes at the Brazilian steakhouse?” Sure. Uggh. So off I go with a carb-heavy lunch fresh in my belly about to attack a protein heavy all you can eat.
We connect, power through a bottle of St. Emilion, order a second bottle & start in on the endless parade of fresh succulent meats. Several plates and 2+ hours after we start it’s time to quit. At least we avoided cocktails and dessert. Had lots of good conversation on many topics. Which is the real point.
Zigged home then a bit later roomie returned. He’d played very well a couple days ago and could not find the course with both hands today; he was quite disappointed. But between suddenly restarting golf and having a workout with his personal trainer yesterday, now he’s almost too sore to move. Gettin older sux.
After a restorative hot shower now he’s off to a movie with somebody and I’m just in a yawny daze from my large back-to-back lunches. Too early for bed, not enough gumption to go out to anything, nothing much sounds fun. Just zoning.
Cheers all!!
My poor mother tried so hard to teach me to spell. Flip cards, rote memorization, learning the rules, etc. None of it stuck which baffled her for years because I was such an advanced reader and I really was trying. I just never seemed to get the hang of it.
She still sighs at me at times.
We’ve moved our boat to our marina, but someone was in our slip, dammit. So we tied up at the end of the dock and we’ll move it tomorrow (if the trespasser was just there at the restaurant) or Moanday when the marina manager comes back. We’re going there tomorrow to check and take MIL so she can see the place.
And after supper at Texas Roadhouse, we went to the show. Randy Rainbow is nothing if not sparkley!! He had 3 different sequinned costume changes. Most of his show was him singing in front of videos that he’d made over the years, but a few original pieces and some talking/joking. I was kinda hoping for more up-to-date stuff, but since he’s been touring, I guess he hasn’t had time to do new stuff. Still, a nice evening, and you can’t beat $20/ticket!
I’m about to crawl into bed - I’s tahred!
How rude!
I’m so glad you had a good time, you need and deserve a break now and then. I’m also a big RR fan, did you get any pics? If so, can you share?
We miss them all. 
We were happily thinking that tomorrow we will be home with our furfaces, but a storm has blown in and is supposed to dump quite a bit of snow on Flagstaff and Prescott. This is highly inconvenient.
@InternetLegend if you get the chance, please update us on the I40 and weather in your parts. We will be making our route decision in your town, but advance info from “boots on the ground” is always appreciated.
Today I was getting ready to go with MusicMan to Columbus to see his adult son get baptized and become a member of his local church. We have an old house with an old cast iron tub, so, I wash my hair in the kitchen sink. This morning, I did just that and suddenly I am having a hard time walking, sitting, etc. I managed to pull a muscle in my left side/hip. Fortunately I can still slowly make it up and down the stairs. So, MusicMan went alone and I sat here in the dark when the power went out. It’s back on and I’ve been working and generally feeling sorry for myself. Part of it, too, was a bunch of crap with my meds yesterday. Again, blah.
Hopefully it all gets better soon.
I would so like to see him, I was startled when I found out his name is legal.
Happy Saturday?
It’s been … busy.
I am so glad my son took vacation days this week.
Echo was sick. I thought it was Shar Pei fever, her back was roached and walking looked painful. Her tail was down and she wouldn’t eat anything.
As the night went on, she looked more and more miserable. Off to the emergency vet. My son had to lift her into the truck as she couldn’t make it on her own. We were there from 925pm until 120am, as the place was crowded and we were low priority. I thought it might be bloat, or an obstruction in her intestines.
She was checked over and everything was good, her bloodwork was good, and her x-rays didn’t show anything except a full stomach and lots of gas.
That she was full of gas was pretty evident to anybody who walked into the little waiting room we were in. The clinic gave her fluids and a shot for diarrhea, that they said was coming. We could leave her overnight or bring her back in the morning at 8 for more x-rays to see how the stuff in her stomach was moving. I opted to take her home as I thought she would be more comfortable there.
We got home around 2am and by the time we got everything settled I didn’t get to bed until 230, and probably not to sleep until 3 as Echo was laying up against me wanting attention.
At 4 my son woke me up because the alarm on the monitor I’m wearing was going off. It didn’t wake me up, but he heard it and came to check on me.
Everything was okay there, and then I woke up at 630 when the alarm clock went off.
I knew we wouldn’t make it back to the clinic at 8.
My son was up and informed me that he was throwing up green liquid.
A google search said go to ER, although another site said it could be food poisoning or a virus. It said to get rest, drink plenty of fluids, and eat a bland diet.
I started getting ready t leave, but before leaving I put in a grocery order to pick up. I ordered lots of juice, bananas, mashed potatoes, jello, and yogurt for my son.
We took Echo back to the EV, they took more x-rays and said everything looked like it was okay. They told me to put her on a bland diet, gave me probiotic powder to put on her food, and anti-diarrhea pills.
Essentially, $1300 to find out she has an upset stomach.
We got back home and I fell asleep sitting up in my chair. My son had to wake me to go pick up the groceries. He was feeling really bad though. By the time we got home, he could barely move from the pain in his stomach.
He got the groceries in the house and we both fell asleep without putting anything away.
I woke up and got all the perishables put away.
I told him to eat some jello or yogurt.
Then I started boiling the ground beef and chicken for Echo’s bland diet.
Fell back asleep and woke up to the smell of something burning.
Fortunately, I caught it in time and added more water and the rice.
My son came out to help me feed the dogs, we gave the GR some of the bland diet.
They refused to eat it - weird assed dogs.
By now my son looks and sounds horrible but he doesn’t want to go to the ER or a 24-hour clinic.
His stomach is hurting bad, and the only thing that helps is to lay down.
I’m feeling wiped out by lack of sleep, and now I have to worry about him too.
I got up yesterday and got smacked in the brain.
Imodium, it will probably help and the BRAT diet.
I put in an order to be delivered
Imodium, yogurt, pudding, applesauce, chicken noodle soup, bread, juice, Pedialyte.
Tonight, my son is almost back to normal. He says the Pedialyte is nasty, but he is drinking it anyway.
He is up and doing stuff, he even vacuumed a little.
Now he is walking around the house with disinfecting wipes. It’s a little bit like closing the barn door after the horse is stolen, I think.
He thinks he caught what Echo has. I doubt it.
He’s going to have to mow the lawn soon, so he needs to get better.
Echo is getting better. She is not back to her normal self yet.
We got the GR to eat the bland diet today. They acted like they were afraid of it.
I made a HUGE potfull. One pound of ground beef and two pounds of chicken tenders, plus rice.
The GR’s birthday was Thursday, but the poor boys will have to wait for their ice cream until Echo and my son are totally better.
When I had my mastiff, we used to go to a local park that had a lake to walk. One day when we were walking down the trail towards the lake, we heard a bunch of screaming up ahead. When we came out of the woods by the lake, we saw everybody running with the geese hot on their heels.
My dog’s ears pricked up at the sight of them, and the geese took one look at my dog and turned around, running back to the lake.
He was the sweetest dog, and wouldn’t hurt a thing.
Sometimes I’d put my guinea pig’s cage on the back porch and I’d see the dog and the pig laying next to each other. The cat two doors up would come down and scratch at the door for him to come out and sit with her.
My mother used to have a ground hog living in her back yard. His burrow was under the shed. He never bothered anything. I had Mackie at that time and he and the groundhog ignored each other. I like groundhogs, but I don’t have a garden or any livestock to worry about.
One thing weird thing about living here, other than deer and hawks. I haven’t seen much wildlife. I saw a lot more in the city. I guess the hawks are why I don’t see rabbits and squirrels.
Congrats JtC on your new house. I am so jealous you get to live in WV,
even if they do put coke in the margaritas.
Did you decide on the apartment yet, Pilot
Did you dishwasher get fixed yet MetalMouse?
{{{Sticky}}} the tongue thing sounds painful.
and now it is almost tomorrow
So HAPPY EASTER!
I hope to sleep in.
I need it.
It’s clear here, and the winds are supposed to be picking up around noon tomorrow, but we don’t have any precipitation predicted until the early hours of Monday. Temperatures aren’t supposed to dip below freezing, though, and as of this afternoon, I-40 was clear all the way to Tucumcari. Daughter made it all the way to Wichita with no bad weather, as a matter of fact. The west side of the state still looks clear so far, too.
We went to the Nooksack Casino tonight for dinner. I had a salad, two halves of Dungeness crab, two slices of prime rib (The Missus couldn’t eat her second slice, so I ate it), and two Manhattans that seemed to be missing something. Maybe they needed more vermouth. Then we went to the Valley Tap House in Nooksack. It’s a small, cinder block place that looks like a hole in the wall. Nicer inside, but very small. One of Wifey, RN’s patients was playing and singing. (He played a Green Day song upon my request.) He’s also an artist who does very detailed pen-and-ink drawings. Oh, yeah… and he’s legally blind. White stick and everything. The Spousal Unit and I had three Fort George ‘Vortex’ IPAs (7.2% ABV) between us. Including driving, we had a nice five-hour night out.
So, the Oven Master with whom I was supposed to swap shifts is still in DFW. (I was like, “I’m supposed to be there in a few weeks myself - and I’m not happy about it - how much extra underwear should I pack?!?” S.M. said she’d drive out and come get me herself if that happened.)
Anyway, when she told me he wasn’t coming in, I could feel my face fall.
She assured me, I was not closing again.
However, she left after only twothree hours, just absolutely ragged. She was making (minor) mistakes, losing track of pizza orders … it was clear she was not O.K. and the worst part was, she knew it.
She was practically in tears leaving, partially because of simply feeling like hell, and partially because she really does look out for us, felt like she was abandoning us. I get it. I really do.
We were also in for a very bumpy night after that.
Short-handed on a holiday Saturday night is … rough, especially when we got a bunch of multi-pizza orders (seriously, what about Easter makes people think “I want two double-sausage deluxes”?) and some people were being real dicks about the inside lobby being closed. (“You know your phone don’t work?” “We’re a bit busy tonight.” e.g. we took the phone off the hook twenty minutes ago & the line would go faster if we didn’t have to explain this over. and. over. to you entitled assholes.)
But Car(e)less Co-worker was officially covering for the guy who was supposed to be covering for me 
and the rest of the scheduled crew minus S.M. was intact. Oh, and Carless stepped up - a bit - and managed to not piss anyone else off.
Good job, bro!
So I left at the crack of midnight like some creaky, irritable Cinderella, just as things were quietly imploding at the ovens - the manager had her nose buried in inventory paperwork so the lunatics were running the asylum - and I clocked out, walked out that door, muttered, “Good luck, kids” and sauntered to my car.
It worked!
Man, that shit is way better than “thoughts and prayers!”
Jeez! Life really crapped on you. I’d feel sorry for myself, too.
(But because I’m of the practical type, and I’m sure this has occurred to you already but … is it not possible to add a “shower head on a hose” that uses a simple valve on the faucet?
It wouldn’t even hafta hook to the wall, if that’s not doable - but even as a handheld showerhead, that’s gotta be less uncomfortable than the sink routine, which is murder on one’s neck.
… and, apparently, hip.
Teach Echo to mow the lawn.
If there’s enough of them, do they start getting noisy? I thought I was 100% introvert, but it seems I have a bit of extrovert as well. Still quiet, though. I’m a good person to have at a party - don’t do chit-chat well, so I make sure food’s on the table, etc.
Complements from people you respect are the best.
For a second there, I thought this was the British definition of randy and thought there might be a bit of oversharing.
That place is gorgeous. I love looking at homes, floorplans, etc. I was expecting to probably move back to the US after retiring, but hubby really wants to stay where we are, if possible. But I still like to look.
Ours sent us a letter in December telling us they were kicking us out, because they don’t want to keep track of so many rules (they no longer do tax returns for my canton). At least they gave us a recommendation, who is a one person business. At least he’s younger than us, so we should be able to stay with him for a few decades. And we have alternatives as well.
Our local schools are worried about this, because it means that the children only see women in elementary school, and then middle school and high school (or the equivalent), it’s the opposite. The school districts would prefer to have an even mix of teachers for all ages.
Yay!
That sounds wonderful.
I have actually never been in Texas, but I have heard good things about both the food and beverages, so I expect you’re definitely safe.
Hope so too.
Hubby’s feeling a bit better today, so he might be up for a short walk.
I got a bit too enthusastic with cooking and baking. I have 2 more batches of cookies made up (not baked) and I’m planning to make the filling for chicken pot pie. Much of this should go in the freezer.
Small problem. There’s not much space in the freezer upstairs, or the one in the cellar. Oops. Big oops.
So I need to cook something from the downstairs freezer (probably the cranberries) to make room for the new stuff. And I have to portion out the cookie dough and freeze it as dough balls, which takes less room. Hopefully I’ll have enough space.
And the upstairs freezer needs to be defrosted. I forced the drawer in and broke off a chunk of ice, and broke off a corner of the drawer. Doesn’t disrupt functionality, but not good. More oops.
Mowed the grass and fertilized it before yesterday evening’s rain. Two of the raspberry plants are doing well, but one seems to be dead. Maybe I’m lucky and it’ll revive.
Should go fuss with the downstairs freezer and see how much space I really have. At least I don’t need to bake or cook for the next 2 weeks.
Happy Easter! 
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 52 Amurrkin out and mostly cloudy with a predicted high of 79 and mostly N.O.S. The big item on today’s schedule is gettin’ Jesus up outta the grave. I have verger duty. I imagine it will take longer as this is a big show up to deheathenate day. After that 'tis back to da cave for a biiiiiig Easter feast. I think we shall feast around twoish and hopefully everybody will be gone around fourish. This will be a bzzzy day here at da cave. The eats, however, will be good.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy tummy. Then purtification for deheathenization must commence.
Happy Sunday Y’all! Happy Easter!
We actually have one of those, but it’s all a bit complicated. The bathroom is in what used to be servants quarters. The roof is sloped and so it would be difficult to put up a shower curtain. So, the times that I have ‘showered’, so has the rest of the bathroom. I don’t mind washing my hair in the sink… normally.
Sounds like you had quite the night. I’m glad it’ over for you.
It’s a tough job, but someone named swampy’s got to do it?
I am up and still hurting. I’m actually wondering if this hip pain is related to the rest of the nonsense with my ankle and that the sink thing was just coincidence. My mom just came in and asked if I thought that I should go to the ER. I’m not sure that it would be helpful. Also, I’m definitely sure that I wouldn’t want to go to the local one. Ever since Covid, they are notoriously awful. Plus, MusicMan has to work today and at this point has only had 2 hours of sleep. So, if he got up to take me to the ER (which is where he had a significant incident once), it wouldn’t be a pretty day.
Anyways, life is good. I have a beautiful poodle sitting here next to me and I’m about to figure out breakfast. So, Happy Easter, all!