And nuzzles and boops while he’s at it! Happy Birthday, Swampy!
He’s not spoiled - it’s just an unfortunate choice of cologne. 
Home from errands, etc. Just for reference:
This was me 4 or 5 years ago.
This was me a couple of weeks ago in Nordkapp Norway:
And this is me now:
In the right light, some reddish is visible. I’m hoping it’ll lighten as it wears away.
Some more foodstuffs have been procured and stowed. Time to have some lunch, as the bowl of corn chex didn’t sustain me for very long. Sammich time!!!
Happy birthday, Swampy!
nelliebly: I don’t have an MMP name yet. Somehow I thought it was supposed to be assigned to me. If I have to choose, is “Cookie” taken?
Johnny L.A.: Wow. I thought the French were known for teeny-tiny portions of salad and fish and whatnot, and only went big on desserts.
So Mr. Rilch and I are off to get new sheets and towels for Izzy, and to stock up on other stuff. I intend to get an array of feminine products and discreetly place them in her room. If she’s shy, that’s the last thing she’ll want to ask about, nu? Also, I gotta talk to someone from the high school. I’ve looked at the student handbook, but it doesn’t have answers to all my questions. Like, are backpacks allowed, and if so, do they have to be transparent?
No, you don’t choose, and Chefguy is Cookie. I’m sure someone will come up with something clever for you. Alas, my brain is not in clever mode at the moment…
Anthony Bourdain tended to go to places real people eat, and eschews tourist spots. The stereotypical (in my mind) French food is tiny portions of ‘exquisite’, fussily-prepared food, carefully and artfully arranged on a large plate. ‘We’re livin’ large, honey! Can’t even find this back home in [flyover state]!’ In Season 1, Episode 1, ‘Paris’ (Daily Motion link – takes a long time to load), Bourdain explains that while the ruling class ate such things, the hoi polloi had to made due with less desirable cuts of meat and other foods, and had to be inventive using them. So the focus was on providing hearty, tasty, food to people who worked for a living, ignoring ‘presentation’. About 20-25 minutes in, he’s served a dish in a bowl. He says it’s supposed to be one serving. He says something like, ‘This could feed three people.’
Happy Birthday to @swampbear and @Bear_Nenno ! 
‘Make do’, dammit! Irk so interferes with my posting!
So I was doing the 100 and 200 Slides today.
PT Sup: “dogbutler, can you go help the sort table.”
Me: < stares homicidaly >
PT SuP: “When you’re caught up.”
Yeah. Like letting 50-100 packages not go out on time, because I gotta do the work of the sorters and the sloth loader on Middle Red is a good idea.
In any case, it’s naptime
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWAMPY!!!
< is jealous >
Also: Not a fan of the new Discourse editing window
How about Richiaint?
Exhausted after a drive southeast of here to Red Wing, MN. Ran into construction after 45 minutes on the recommended route. The fix was to drive several miles down back roads that included two miles of gravel road to circle around the work area. The one hour drive turned into an hour and a half, not to mention the headache it engendered. Met the niece for lunch, then picked up our pies (the reason for the trip) and took a longer route coming back, which meant crossing into Wisconsin. Traffic coming back on I-94 was nuts, with passive aggressive drivers making things dangerous. I had to hit the brakes coming over a rise because of backed up traffic, and the asshole behind me almost rear-ended me, ending up sliding sideways into the shoulder. Anyway, home safe, to both our and Sadie’s relief. Pie for dinner. Aspirin later. Don’t judge me.
Sitting in the doc’s office. All labs great, A1c great, BP and oxygenation great.
I was thinking of making family-style tofu for dinner tonight, but SWMBO wants me to go to a protest with her this afternoon (1700 to 1800). We’ll fly flags next to a banner on an overpass. Since cooking is out tonight, I decided to make an experimental pot of chile colorado. I’ve been using Gebhardt’s chile powder, and it’s been very good. This time I’m using McCormack because I have more of it. I didn’t have time to go out and buy an onion, so it will be lacking that. I just tasted the sauce (and a chunk of beef), and it doesn’t seem as flavourful as Gebhardt; but it does seem to have a little more of a bite.
OK, Aspirin is a bit odd for a dessert choice, but you’re theoretically and adult, right? 
Between yesterday and today, I restocked the fridge, freezer, and pantry. Granted, we didn’t need 2# of shrimp like we needed milk and eggs, but they were on sale! I think I’ll go to one of the local farm stands tomorrow and see what’s good. I think it’s melon time, plus there’s sweet corn.
I put the guest room back together today. There was an odd, almost musty odor in there, which seems odd since the room was occupied instead of closed up for the better part of a month. So after the bed was made, I febreeze’d the curtains, bedspread, and carpet. Hope that takes care of it.
Now, tho, I need to run to the dollar store to get some congestion meds for my poor sweetie. He picked up something on our trip and between the ick, the jet lag, and the heat, he’s just a mess. So I’ll see what I can do to drug him. Then I shall chill. And I’m thinking I’ll sleep with Mel tonight.
Happy Burp-day, swampy!!
For some reason I glanced at my thermostat and saw it was set to 65. I don’t have central air, so it wasn’t really a problem with the furnace coming on and trying to heat the, already 78 degree, inside of the house. But I’m puzzled how the therm got turned up in July.
Irked, and am home. My car is acting funny, by things read online–I know, don’t believe stuff online–I have a faulty ABS sensor. Need to mow, but it’s friggin 90 ferrets out there.
And yes, I’d like some cheese with that whine.
My car pulled a new weird thing today. It kicked off the cruise control (it does do that at totally random times) then the ABS light came on, and my a/c stopped working. I pulled over, turned the car off, then started it again, and all was well. The only thing I can imagine those 3 have in common is the computer. I’m hoping it’s not a preliminary last gasp for my Sonata.
Undoubtedly, the car heard we got a surprise tax refund in the mail today. Unfortunately, it didn’t hear that we got a whopping $3.05 - I don’t mean to flaunt my wealth here. 
Back with generic mucinex for my suffering sweetie. The dishwasher is just about done washing and the ice maker is churning out good ice. I think it’s recliner time!
Yup, that’s how my car has been acting. Random things blinking on, ABS, 4 wheel drive not active, no hill start assist (who the hell needs hill start assist in an automatic?) that all go away with a re-start.
Bad Cookie! No biscuit!
How’s that old joke go about going to bed with Art Hritis and waking up with Burr Sitis?
M!@#%F!@#%^ Discourse won’‘t leave me post. Grrrrrrr!
At least not with quotes.
FairyChatMom:
And this is me now:
Good cut and color!
Rilchiam:
nelliebly: I don’t have an MMP name yet. Somehow I thought it was supposed to be assigned to me. If I have to choose, is “Cookie” taken?
Maybe Toast? (as in l’chaim)
Paintcharge:
Irked, and am home. My car is acting funny, by things read online–I know, don’t believe stuff online–I have a faulty ABS sensor. Need to mow, but it’s friggin 90 ferrets out there.
I had one of those on my ‘03 S10. It appeared at ~40k miles and, through two brake replacements, was still on when I retired it at 300k miles. The ABS itself checked out ok by mechanics, so I just lived with the sensor keeping the light on.
FairyChatMom:
The only thing I can imagine those 3 have in common is the computer. I’m hoping it’s not a preliminary last gasp for my Sonata.
They may all be on the same relay.
dogbutler:
Also: Not a fan of the new Discourse editing window
Neither am I. This having to enter twice to reply to a quote sucks.
The studio is now fully packed.
I went to the tax folks. The person who usually takes care of things was on vacation and the office that I usually use is strictly seasonal. The office I went to is hard to get in and out of if you have mobility issues and the @$$hole I had the appointment with was 20 minutes late. After that, he totally lost the reason that I was there (needed help with the W-4P for 401k disbursement) and got into the weeds of my 2024 income. Dipshit, that’s been taken care of since February. I’m looking at my estimated 2025 income. Ijit!
I picked up some pulled poke at the BBQ down the street to top a salad for supper. ‘Twas good.
ETA: I had to go around Robin Hood’s barn to do this. Could a mod please check this out at your convenience? TIA!
I’m not a fan of anything that changes what I type to what someone else thinks I should have typed.