(Old) Flyboy’s Birthday🎂in the new MMP~

Thanks, Everybody. And Happy International June the 12th Day to you all! (I just love it when my birthday falls on IJt12D!)

Wifey gave me a large coffee mug. She also gave me a card with an otter wearing a mankini and shades, and holding a beer, on it. Inside the otter asks if the glasses are too much. Goo and Abbey gave me a card featuring a cat puking up a rainbow. The card says I’m so awesome, I’m gross. :joy_cat:

Not sure what I’m doing today. S11E22 of The Walking Dead wouldn’t play last night, so I’ll have to wait until after it re-records tomorrow before I can finish watching the season. I’ll probably go to Trader Joe’s to get decaf and cocoa for the Spousal Unit. WOOHOO!

I’ve seen that card. The outfit is bright orange or yellow and is the style with the over-the shoulder straps like a wrestler’s singlet, but all skin (fur actually) and not much cloth. Always good for a laugh.

TJ’s dark chocolate toffee is also worth an experimental purchase since you’ll be there anyhow. Experiments have no calories; says so right here in the Big Book of Scientific Methods. :grin:

Happy IJt12D to all!! I don’t suppose the fact it’s a pretty close anagram of “Idjit” is a coincidence, do you? :wink:

I did notice the resemblance. :stuck_out_tongue:

Happy birthday!

Happy Doperversary!

Today I’ll send in my passport for renewal (see you in October, passport), buy some colonoscopy diet treats (corn flakes, yellow Jell-o cups, tofu), sort/donate either books or clothes as I committed to do after my Camino, and spend an hour doing yard clean-up, either pulling horsetail or trimming a spirea that’s too close to the roof.

Happy Birthday, Flyboy! And Happy ‘one of us, one of us!’ Day Boo!

An additional data point about the dairy-free Ben & Jerrys, Kitten Mitten. (Cat Glove, (???) I’m old and I forget things. :thinking:)
Anyway, in the store where I made this discovery, they had, for some arcane reason, put the dairy-free stuff in a separate place from the regular B&Js. You may have to scout around. As a happy accident, when we were in the store (Safeway) last night Wifey was asking about it and I showed her, and it was on sale for IIRC, $2.99 a pint.
I can get 4 servings out of a pint of Cherry Garcia, so I was extra happy.
Unfortunately, it plays merry hell with my blood glucose, but my A1C last time was lower then I can ever remember. :open_mouth: :thinking:

We’re home at the old house today. Took another shelving rack and truck load of boxes down yesterday. Fun times. We will prolly stay here today and pack some more boxes. Maybe even disassemble another rack. We have 4 more in the basement and one in the storage locker to go. And then sometime we need to address the storage locker in the valley. :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:
I’m too old for this.

Well, Wifey is doing something in the kitchen that may involve food. I feel compelled to go and check it out.

Some stores separate out the “special ingredient” versions so people who need them can find and compare items easily, and those who don’t want them don’t pick them up accidentally and then complain about the deceit after they discover there’s no sugar, gluten, dairy, or whatever.

I’m not a regular MMPer, but it is also my birthday.
Cake for breakfast so it started good, at least.

Brian

Good morning everyone.

It’s 72F and sunny outside right now; the expected high temp will be 84. Bright, clear skies will prevail.

Happy Birthday, Flyboy!

Happy Doperviserary, Boo!

I did something to my back and woke up to severe spasms. I chose not to drive to work while suffering spasms and took the day off to deal with my back. I know it’ll clear up by the end of the day. The spasms have subsided a little, and as long as I don’t move a lot, I’m good. Yeah, I’m going to baby this thing because I grayed out in the garage and broke my ankle the last time I tried to ignore the spasms.

I received two big chunks of bad news yesterday: First, Polar (as I suspected) does not have a prolapsed anus due to his surgery. I am seeing another growth from cancer sticking out of his anus. There isn’t anything my vet can do, she can refer me to a specialist, but it’s unlikely the specialist can do anything. He is otherwise fine except for a probable eye infection I am treating with eye drops.
Poor guy had a rough, exhausting day. He isn’t suffering and isn’t in pain. The vet warned me that he would start having problems defecating in the future, and they can prescribe meds for that when that happens, but the meds can cause diarrhea. Our goal (mine and hers) is that he not suffer. He is not in pain right now, and as long as he eats, drinks, defecates, urinates, and is himself, we’ll keep going. I am unsure how much time we have, but we will make the most of it.

The second nugget of bad news is that my daughter and son-in-law are moving to Missouri, where they have a farm. They’ve spent two years looking for a house that wasn’t well over a million dollars, had land, and most importantly, had a good school district. They were unsuccessful. And, while they could certainly afford a seven-figure house, they are trying to be sensible. Since my SiLs recall back to the office, living further south is out of the question, and since they already have the farm, for now, it makes the most sense to move there. Since he’ll be out of state, he can be remote. He’d be required to report to the office if he lived in the state. Plus, the cost of living is way lower there than here, so they could live on my daughter’s salary if my son-in-law ever lost his job. And, finally, they have enough money put aside in savings to live through the grandkids’ high school years if both ever lost their jobs.

We broke in the new Weber last night and had some hamburgers. I also made a pasta salad to go with the burgers. The grandkids did an excellent job of eating their dinner too. My grandson now calls us MaMa and Poppa. Dang, he’s just started really talking to us, and they’re moving away. Going to have to face time those kiddos!

I need to hobble out to the backyard and water my posies. Have a good day!

I am, of course, saddened. However, they must do what’s best for them and the kids. I can’t imagine not being near my daughter, but people always do it. Besides, we can always fly out to visit them. It was difficult to hear that, and I know it was difficult for them to tell us, but they made a point of telling us in person instead of via text or Messenger.

Their house goes on the market next week. The only good thing to come out of this is I no longer have any fear of moving too far from the grandkids and can look for property further south.

Happy birthday !!! And welcome!

If you update your Discourse personal profile page you can have cake by your name too. Or not.


Quoting myself upthread for context:

Yep, I was right about the trap. We’ve now been delayed 2 hours for … reasons. If (!?) nothing else goes wrong we’re gonna get to bed around 145am body time tonight having gone to bed last night with an alarm set for a 5am get-up this morning. Will definitely have a nap here this late afternoon. ZZZZ. Repeat after me: I’m getting sleepy … I’m getting sleepy … I’m getting sleepy …

Happy Birthday!

Went through the car wash. Now I’m waiting in line to get my oil changed. Thence to Trader Joe’s.

Huh. And here I thought a pint is a single serving. Who knew??

:stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:

Very windy out but not yet raining. All laundry is done and stowed. I ran to Food Lion for buns and chips. Mostly, I haven’t left my recliner for a couple of hours. Ah, retirement!

Got 5 of the 13 things on the list done.
One has to wait until 230, that is a telehealth visit with the Dr.
One my son has to do, which is return his grandfather’s call. His grandfather doesn’t like me, and the feeling is mutual. I don’t know why he decided to pop back into our lives, my son doesn’t care. His grandfather is old and in ill health, so I think my son should be polite.
I can’t deal with that entire family, I tried being nice for my son’s sake, but enough is enough and I was way past enough.
They have no concept of time, and no consideration for other people’s time.
We would meet at a halfway point for my son to spend time with them and it was normal for them to show up anywhere from 60-90 minutes late. I adjusted my time accordingly and were they ever pissed the one time they actually got there on time and I wasn’t there.
Too f’ing bad.
My son was supposed to be in his aunt’s wedding. We had an appointment for him to get fitted for a tux at the bridal shop. They rescheduled the appointment without telling us. Good thing I called the shop, 45 minutes away, before leaving. Then in the middle of another day I got a call saying they would be at the shop in an hour and can we be there? I was off to see a friend, already almost an hour from home, and somehow, I am supposed to get back home, get my son ready, and be at the bridal shop 45 minutes away in an hour.
One Christmas they wanted to see my son. I called them at 9am Christmas morning to see what time. They had NO CLUE what their plans were for the day. NADA! So, we are supposed to sit around and delay our plans until they know what they are doing? I think not.
I cannot deal with that shit. I can be flexible, I can be patient, but they were just too much.
So rude, so inconsiderate.
Who has time for that shit?

I should just cross that item off the list.

I got most of the items crossed off the list. Of course, some of them created more items to do, waiting for return calls and emails.
Shit just never ends.

I wanted some yard irk to get done today, but it has been raining all day.
The puppies don’t want to go outside at all.

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My comment was so much a complaint as a helpful hint if Kitten Mitten goes looking. Sorry I didn’t make that clear.

I would ordinarily get 2 servings out of a pint, but when Wifey is scooping, I get 4. :smile:

Sorry your kids and grands are moving out of state, Taters, but I’m sure they’ve thought about it and are doing what they think is right.

Gotta go

Hee-hee. Nelson used to get all playful at bedtime when he was a puppy too sari. Still does sometimes. :stuck_out_tongue: They’ll be housebroken at some point though.

Happy birthday brian! (you don’t have to be a regular Mumper to eat cake)

{{{taters}}} I hope that you get your back spasms worked out soon. I’ve found that a couple of midol tends to help with that kind of stuff (that’s what I’ve been popping for the pulled hamstring today)

The ice, stretches, midol and good drugs have helped today. I’m able to sit, walk and lay down with less pain now. It still hurts like hell to do things like put on or take off shoes or go up / down the 2.5 steps in / out of my apartment. I’m going to try to go to irk tomorrow with the midol and a lower dosage of pain pill.

If when she scoops you get four per pint, it seems obvious to me that next time you get to scoop so you get one per pint. It’s all a matter of balance.

Sari I’m sorry you have a messy situation with the family, but I admire your wisdom in washing your hands. Too many people pour good life after bad into trying to be the sane considerate one in a crowd of wackos and jerks.


My wheels continue to fall off. We’re now supposed to depart after midnight. I’m not optimistic we’re going at all. Cluster meet f***.

Afternoon all. Swimming and Sauna have been completed and some make-up shopping at Kroger was also done (tomatoes, Oscar Meyer chopped ham, sesame seed buns and the New York Times…eclectic in my shopping, I am). Cloudy and we might be getting rain here in a bit, just have to see.

Glad you’re doing better, red. But take care.

Taters, things like moving away happen to most families, at least you are still close to them emotionally if not geographically. And skritches for Polar from me.

Sari, great pics, there are more folds there than at a Poker table. And yeah, I’m one of those folks who always try to arrive on-time (or 10 minutes early) and people who can’t manage time tend to frustrate me too.

Pilot, long as your not napping in the pilot’s seat…sounds like a long day for you and crew.

N9IWP, Happy Birthday anyway. You a Ham Radio person? Have a friend up in New England that is heavily into that.

FCM, glad the pump uas been found. And I may have to do a load or two of laundry this week, baskets are getting pretty full.

boo fae, so, if I understand you, one of the academic staff unions is not providing grades/marks like they should for…reasons? Sounds like they could use a good JtC
whuppin’.

lucky, hope the paperwork for Medicare is not too onerous. Be careful!!

OK, time for Pardon the Interruption on ESPN then have to be thinking about dinner. Take care all.

I thought we might go down the beach for burgers for dinner, or maybe split and fry those last two Costco giganto-dogs, but Mrs. L.A. wants to buy me a nice dinner. So we’ll head up to Black Forest Steak House for a couple of filet mignons and some snails at four o’clock.

Yes, N9IWP is my amateur radio callsign – I’m not very active, but I use it a bunch of places because it should be unique.

Brian

Howdy Y’all! As forecasted today has been a day of high sloth and general overall uselessness except for makin’ sup, gettin’ it et up, and spiffin’ da kitchen. It’s been rainy/stormy throughout the afternoon which makes sloth even better. TWPTB say we are under a tstorm warnin’ until nine p.m. I hope that means more are on the way.

Taters sorry for the bad news about Polar and your daughter. I am sure Polar will have the best of everything he desires. Hope your back is all better soonest.

red glad you’re doin’ somewhat better now.

Happy Birthday N9IWP!

Pilot hope you finally get off the ground without a hitch and it’s smooth flyin’ from there on in.

FlyBoy yay for fancy bday sup!

Sari some folks ain’t worth it. The GR look mighty cute all asleep in that pic!

I did a Very Stoopit Thing. In my defense, I was going stir-crazy, plus the doc told me to walk. I decided to walk to the gym, just to do weight stuff (sitting down), NOT to go on the treadmill. I made it there, but the only reason I stayed was so I could sit down. I had to get Uber to drive me home. :frowning: I heard all about the driver’s bad back.

I told my sister about this:
Sister: Are you going to listen to your body or the doctor?
Me: Which PART of my body? My knee says to stop, my other limbs say to go, and the rest of me says I need a cannoli.

I found out today that I should get a call to schedule the MRI in a day or so. Yippee!

Question for my fellow hummingbird lovers: Will light-colored fuchsia still attract hummingbirds? The ones I got this year are a delicate pink. I’m willing to buy a bright-colored one if that’d help. It’ll have to wait until my knee is better, though.

Happy Birthday, Flyboy! On this day just a few short decades ago, you yelled, “Eject! Eject! Eject!” and left the mother ship. I hope your evening is even more exciting than a mankini-wearing otter.

Happy Dopeversary, Boo! We’re all so glad you’re here! Are you and flyboy going to keep all that cake to yourselves?

Flyboy is Johnny_L.A… Everyone around here gets a Mumper nickname.

Taters, I’m so sorry about Polar’s prognosis. He’s a good boy and so handsome! :people_hugging: And I’m sorry your daughter’s family is moving away. Any chance you might consider moving to Missouri someday?

sari, every puppy photo you post gives me a big grin. If you washed them in hot water, would their skin shrink? :slight_smile: I hope you have a smooth, easy day soon. You’ve definitely earned it.