Plumbers have come and gone, today was only pouring concrete and they’ll put the dishwasher back on Monday once it sets. In contact with the flooring folks, they’ll be out after monday, still need to contact Handyman services on getting the wall fixed and re-painted. North of 2 grand for the work, so really, really hope this is the last time. Shopping and lunch are both checked off so some gym time is likely.
BBBoo, ‘home-style’ remedies have always been popular, even when proven to be ineffective and down-right dangerous. And don’t think I ever had cod liver or castor oil (or the memory was too horrible to remember), my Mom’s go-to was Vick’s Vap-O-Rub, and I can still smell that to this day…
Coppertone, hope the prescription helps.
Oopsie. love the concept of the Ghostbusters firehouse, but more parts than Notre Dame? Soacr Bleu!!!
doggio, it’s always nice to be wanted…except if you’re on a poster in the Old West…
We’d been doing well today until some wheezing and snorting started. I just got off the phone with the return call from the vet’s office. They said that it will take awhile for it to possibly stop for several reasons and that if it’s still a problem at her checkup on April 9 or so that we should be concerned then.
To answer your general question, FCM, I mostly use an iPad with a Magic Keyboard. If I had known how much the keyboard cost, then I would have said HELL NO. Ok, to be fair, my iPad is a couple of years old so I don’t know how much they cost then, but I looked at a new Magic Keyboard earlier this month when we went to the Apple Store and it was $379!!! For a keyboard!!!
I had more to say and respond to earlier today, but I’ve forgotten what it was. Just kinda bummed for my little girl.
When you mentioned Chloe, I was thinking about Zoe’s reaction. Sorry about Chloe and I she recovers from the confusion.
Yay!
@JaneDoe42 That toddler chair looks like a hit. Have they tried to fit both of them in it at once?
I really, really, really hope that’s the last of the Lears.
I think this might be my next move. I have a MacBookAir that I only use for message boards because I can’t update Chrome any more and an iPad that I can’t update the OS any more. So when I decide to replace one of them, I think the iPad/keyboard combo is the winner. Hopefully later this year or maybe Even next year. No hurry, so far.
I do appreciate salesclerks who try to warn people about the scams. Sorry about your sister.
I preferred babies and toddlers and did pretty well with them when I was babysitting as a teenager. Still don’t want any of my own and the factory’s closed.
Looking forward to seeing the progress.
Last summer we had a bit of an ant explosion, and it seems that we got blessed again. At least this time I already had the diatomaceous earth in the cabinet so I dusted the entryways. Hopefully that’ll take care of them. It’s one of the reasons I miss having cold winters - too many bugs!
I’m writing this in TextEdit, and it keeps changing words to German and randomly capitalizing them, even though they are in English. Grumble. I think I’ll go eat the salad hubby prepared for me.
I don’t like babies unless they’re baby animals. I don’t think they’re cute or precious; they’re just parasitic blobs. I used to think I just didn’t have the “grandpa gene”, since I never felt any attachment to these critters, nor to their slightly older 2-3 year old kin. But I do like my grandkids now. They’ve aged to the point of being able to carry on a conversation, and I don’t pull any punches (other than language) when I’m conversing with them. They seem to like me; Og knows why.
Anyway, exercise got done and I can tell that I should have gone on Wednesday. The cleaning person is here and the cat is terrorized despite seeing her every week. She’ll be under the bed until the coast is clear. Hopefully you can sort out the pronouns in all that.
Very warm today, in the high 60s right now, and we’ve got the windows open. I just got a weather alert saying to expect an inch of snow tomorrow.
Got a Covid booster yesterday and it has laid me low. If all goes like the previous jabs, I should start feeling better this afternoon. Mr. brown and I have learned to not get our vaxxes on the same day, so that we’re not both feeling icky simultaneously. He’s feeding me today, and I’ll return the favor in a few days after he gets his jab.
Got the flooring people on-line to do the carpet and tile and the (&^*& phone line at Mr. Handyman tells me ‘your call may be recorded for training’ and then hangs up on me! Giving it (and me) a break before trying again.
Went to go swimming but the lanes were full and they are doing some maintenance so there are plastic covers all over one end of the pool, so I just whirlpooled and sauna’ed and called it a day…feeling tired, not sick at all, just a general lethargy.
It’s a flippin; 4-ring circus around here. Max’s owner called at 8:30 and asked if she could drop him off 2 hours early, as she’d just gotten an emergency appointment with the dermatologist. I said OK. (I mean, emergency…) She brought him over, and then an hour later texted me if it would be OK if she got him at 11:45. I said OK. Then I got a text saying it’d be 12:45. It’s now after 1 pm, and she’s still not here, This isn’t like her, so I texted her 20 minutes ago and haven’t heard back. I’m torn between worry and aggravation. Max is a needy dog. I’ve been trying to prep for daughter’s visit, but there are some things I can’t do while holding a dog or having one whine at my feet.
I’m still trying to straighten out things with my sister. JtC, I’ll pass on your sage advice. Thanks, everyone, for your sypnathy and wisdom.
Then Ms. Dog’s person called. Maintenance is making a racket in the vacant apartment upstairs, and it’s driving Ms. Dog nuts, which is driving her nuts. Could she drop the dog over? I said I don’t know yet. Still trying to clock out dog shift #1.
Daughter was able to leave an hour earlier than planned, and I have yet to start cooking. Dinner will be a salad, chicken and wild rice soup, hot sourdough bread, and, for dessert, lemon surprise tarts (The surprise is a thin layer of dark chocolate at the bottom.)
Thank you for correcting my misstatement of the type of oil.
On Sunday our daughter wants to go up to the capitol to protest/rally so I’ll go pick up Bella right after I lector at 8am mass. Daughter will drive directly to our house after the rally and we’ll have dinner. I’m thawing out some T-bone steaks. Bella will be happy with that.
Laundry has been hung on line. Made the CC payment. Some of the dishes have been washed. Got interrupted by Hubs being ready to go Krogering. Krogered and we’re up to 2012 gas points for March so 2 gas ups at $1/gal off in April. Need to get back to the dishes. TTYL. Go Big Ten.
My first covid shots did me in for days, but I didn’t even notice my last one. Currently my joints hurt but that’s probably because I haven’t been able to swim since forever and I really need the exercise.
I’ve also had a few medicinal shots of tiramisu moonshine cause I do believe in a shot for a shot!
Please tell us that you are getting paid for this? Case that a bit much for just doing nice things for people.
Your lemon surprise tarts sound delightful, a recipe when you have time would be appreciated.
Thank both of you so much! I will be heading to Charleston for the gathering. I won’t be wearing my handmaid garb, I want my injuries to be very obvious as I hobble around with my rollator. (I’m thinking I need a bloody head wrap and a flute as well) Sometimes playing up the sympathy card isn’t a bad thing - as long as nobody asks me how I got broken, cause that’s just embarrassing.
Currently it is 1650 and 80F. The birds are singing and the strimmers are spinning and we have seen butterflies checking out my posies. There is a weed patch between our walkway and hub’s room that would make a wonderful milkweed patch. I love the scent and Jolene seems to think that butterflies would make a fine desert if I would only let her out to eat birds.
We had the same cleaning woman for 8 years and despite loving cats and all pets, our fuzzbutts always disappeared as soon as she showed up. I couldn’t blame them, we make ourselves scarce when the cleaning folks are around as well.
Not yet, but there are rules. If Jolene is in a bed, GG cannot join her without a lot of negotiations. If he is in a bed, she is allowed to walk over him and push him around until she is comfy. Then if he has to get up and use the litter box or get a snack, he is allowed to rejoin her, but only after doing many contortions to avoid disturbing her comfort.
GG isn’t really comfy in the chair, it is too small for him so they probably won’t try to fit at the same time…but they could if they wanted to. Cats are liquid!
So embarrassed, thank you!
NOOOOO!!!
Although, there probably is a little swelling involved. But that’s what our vet told us about VBC shortly before she died of an undiagnosed growth in her airways. So of course I’m super worried about your sweet little girl now.
I’m fairly sure the bottle of castor oil we all tasted was in a friend’s house for when her big brother said bad words in front of their mom.
Da nada-both castor oil and cod liver oil were used by the same generation of mothers and both start with C. It just triggered strong memories in me (duh, obviously since I wrote a Mumper novella about Boo and cod liver oil).
And thank you to both you and your daughter for showing up at the capital Saturday. You for doggie care so your daughter can show the colors and your daughter for being forthright and speaking truth to power, even though there is risk. I’ll be sending good karma to all of you.
I’ve gotten out of the habit of exercise, and that’s not a good thing. Last week, I got on the exercise bike for about 10 minutes, and the day after that I tried going for a walk. My legs got kinda wonky after about 30 yards, and I went back inside. It was scary. My neuro doc tells me exercise is important for Parkinson’s, but now I have fear to deal with. Today, I did 20 minutes on the indoor bike, and my legs felt weird afterward.
Dammit, I don’t want to be afraid to go for a walk!
Groceries are bought, dog park trip made and supper et. I got all of the wrap up done in the studio so’s I can begin the annual cookbook project.
It’s been a beautiful day out, sunny, warm and not too humid. We actually ran into our neighbor’s granddog (well, her mom and dad are neighbors too, just not in my building). Blue, Nelson, Bandit and Jack had a good time chasing each other around the small dog side.
Guess who gave herself food poisoning last night? (I’m 98.2% certain it was a leftover half cheeseburger, where I was careless in food storage safety.)
Last night was rough.
I’m somewhat better now, but S.M. told me they had enough staff and to just take the day off. I very gratefully rolled back over and went the hell to sleep.
Am slowly spooning up some applesauce, which is so far cooperating, so I guess healing is occurring.
I need to head out for more drinking water, and I think I’ll pick up a cup of wonton egg drop soup - that actually sounds appealing, and nothing else really does.
We had heavy rain & even thunderboomers this morning, which was pleasant to listen to in between bouts of being sick.
I’ve been reminded that it’s the second anniversary of Buddy becoming an official family member. He got chipped and registered on the lease two years ago now.
Looking forward to seeing the progress.
