(Old) Happy National Shrimp Scampi Day in the MMP!

It did take about 2-1/2 weeks for it to work for Hubs when he got the cortisone shot last May but he’s been fine ever since with that issue. Hope you’re feeling much better soon. And my family Dr when growing up always said that sleep is one of the best things for helping heal so snooze away. :slightly_smiling_face:

I would get a lot of those burns from the toaster oven so our daughter gave me a pair of grill armour gloves for Christmas a few years ago.

Kudos!!! :confetti_ball: :partying_face:

Cupcake that is devastating news. possible mental illness or being brainwashed by internet weirdo sites. I’ll say a prayer for your friend.

Worked at the office then when I came home, thought of some other issues that needed to be addressed. Called manager and at conclusion of discussion he asked me to email a recap to him so he can remember to follow up on those particular issues and doesn’t forget any of the points. Also had to email him to remind him to forward an important email to me that I will need to complete work tomorrow.

Administered infusion to Hubs. Rafa’s match against Lehecka will begin soon so perhaps see you later this evening or tomorrow.
Vamos Rafa!!! :tennis:

Meant to add from last week:

Good thing you’re not driving in the Mitten through a major city then. Expressways are generally closed Friday night through very early Monday morning when work is being done on them through Day-twah

Someone took Monday and popped me straight into Tuesday! I’m just hitting random points, so I hope I didn’t miss anything really significant.

VanGo, I’m glad you’re on the mend, but where on earth did you get the idea that this crowd wouldn’t want the details?

JtC, when my daughter and SIL moved from MN to MI, they put their cats in a similar crate in the back of the car and covered it with one of their favorite sofa blankets, and not being able to look out the car windows seemed to help. In their case, the neurotic cat had his calm buddy :cry:, but maybe the dark will help GG.

pilot, I’m glad you’ve been having fun! I’m also happy to hear you went with the smaller, snazzier place. It seemed like that’s where your heart was.

Coppertone, that sounds beyond stressful. I hope you’re in a place with good renter protection, and I’m glad to hear you have some helpful friends. I hope the job goes well!

Almost exactly this thing happened to my doctor almost 10 years ago. Her son was also fully adult, and he’d been suffering from mental illness since his teens. He’d become convinced that his parents were evil and had attacked them before, so they had a restraining order out against him. That didn’t do anything to stop him from lying in wait in their back yard.

My doctor recovered, but her injuries were serious enough that she sold her practice and moved away to be closer to her daughter. I didn’t know her socially, so I wasn’t able to do anything but send a card. If you are in a position to stay in contact, your acquaintance may need someone to help after the publicity has died down and she’s figuring out how to structure her new life.

sahi, I’m sorry to hear about your aunt. I’m sure your cousins will understand about how hard the trip would be for you - especially after they’ve presumably cared for their mom.

I used to go to the local Little Theater with a friend of my mom’s, keeping up a longstanding tradition they had. They’d been part of a group of women who’d gotten season tickets together for decades, and the friend had outlived all the others, so I kept it up even though I very rarely looked forward to the shows. In 2020, when we would normally have bought our season tickets, they cancelled the coming season, so we didn’t see each other. Spring of 2021 was when Mr. L got his hip replacement and cancer diagnosis, so I missed her email about getting tickets. I’ve thought of her with guilt occasionally since then, but I was never motivated enough to get in touch. So last night, I idly googled her name - and found an obituary. She died in August 2021. A neice and nephew were her only relatives, I didn’t know any of her (many) friends, and there was no funeral, so I don’t even need to feel bad about not knowing for almost 3 years. I guess.

Today was the first of two green waste pick-ups in our city, and for maybe the first time in my adult life, I knew about it in advance and got five bags of weeds and dead leaves onto the curb in time for the truck! They’ll send another one around next week, and I should continue with intensive weeding and raking, but tomorrow is another day. I’m declaring Tuesday to be a day of rest.

Renter protection?
Its lmha. It has rules. Though I’ve provided them with the notice that I don’t work there anymore, its not good enough. Nothing I can do to keep from being evicted.

I’m pretty good at it. There are only three main things to master: (1) use enough water in the masa dough so that a ball of it doesn’t show cracks around the edges when you squash it out; (2) lay the raw tortilla on your hand so that half of it hangs off the edge, and “roll” it off your hand onto the hot pan, rather than flop it over (easier to do than to describe), and (3) get your pan red hot before starting.

But I still can’t make them puff up and inflate. They still taste fine, so who cares.

I have sent an email message to the church, not asking for details, but stating my willingness to help if there’s a need. I’m asure she’s probably in ICU so I don’t know about flowers or even a card, but I requested that if she gets a clergy visit to let her know I’m thinking of her and will pray for her. If there is a service for her husband I can go to that and leave a note.

I just don’t want anyone to think I’m trying to get any personal details that are not in the news. I am NOT trying to snoop, I liked her a lot.

I’m sorry, Cupcake. That is so sad and awful.

I am getting ready to go to the laundromat to wash the ‘big’ stuff because we haven’t managed to get the floor fixed in the laundry room and it’s hard to wash that stuff here. Also going to return the rollator that we bought ‘open box’ for my mom. It showed up without the wheels!

I am feeling very blah and nervous right now. I haven’t heard from my friend’s daughter since last night. She said that she would get back to me after she left him at the rehab place. I sent her another text today asking if she was doing ok and got no response. I feel that I have reached the limit of intrusiveness that I can. We have been friends for over 30 years, but not so close that I can just run up to where they live and see what’s going on or send a rapid fire inquiry to her SO and stepmom (ex-stepmom?). I’m just worried and hoping they are both ok.

Howdy Y’all! Strangeness occured today. Not only did laundry get done, but mowage was also accomplished. I barely had time for any sloth and did not achieve nappage! Imagine! However, day drinkin’ went on as scheduled. We et an early sup of tacos ‘n fixin’s. I decided to forego the beans and rice as I am just too tahrd for a fartfest this evenin’. Time for Netflix and chill.

Hippie I am impressed about the car wash. Way to stick it to the man!

Niner nice glasses!

Doggio Spot may need a tranquilizer and a quart of gin to recuperate.

Shoe yay for your dinner date with GC.

CupCakes YIKES! I hope she recovers soon. A gesture like a card or flowers might be nice right now. She has a lot to deal with as she recovers, copes with the loss of her husband, and deals with her son.

She is now, which means her RA is REALLY bad because she has a very high pain threshold. She used to say the mechanics were worse than the pain. She falls a lot. A few years ago, she called me to say she’d fallen and couldn’t get up. She lives in Wyoming. I couldn’t figure out what to do. If I called 911, I’d get the local police. I should’ve called them and asked them to call the cops local to my friend. Everyone else I knew there was at work. So I called a friend/teaching colleague and left a VM, and she got there as soon as she could. Oh, and why didn’t my pal just call 911? Because she refused to bother them when she wasn’t badly injured.

When I reread it in your reply, I thought it said “chili dogs,” too!

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we have so many drive-thru

When I moved here and was still driving, it bothered me that there were no self-service car washes here. I’d rather spend $2 to wash my car myself than $8 for the automated wash, plus I like washing cars.

Coppertone, hope the eviction thing gets worked out, and y

I’m with you! Do you at least have central air?

For a second there, I thought you were working for NASA.

I had good luck with art.com, but I didn’t have them frame and mat, so not sure there.

pilot, welcome back! Sounds like you had a blast!

MetalMouse, congrats on exceeding your goal!

I never get to answer everyone. I have to go pick up an Rx now.

  1. Tooth crowned.
  2. Groceries gotten.
  3. Lawns mowed.
  4. Laundry washed, and in the dryer.
  5. Chatted with the part-tine next-door neighbour.

I still have to feed the cats in about eight minutes, and cook up the poke chops. I just saw Wifey, RN pulling in.

Kroger (aka Fred Meyer in your neck of the woods) have white chocolate raspberry yogurt that is fairly tasty.

I’ve not read him, but I’ll look him up. I’ve taken Nelson to visit specific people in the nursing home. He gets a lot of attention from other residents too. :slight_smile:

Not a clue. It went directly to the dumpster with the bottles unopened.

I’ve tried making them as well, but with two pretty good tortillerias with 3 miles of home, why bother?

You’d want to avoid the pork case though. :d&r:

If this is U Break I Fix, it’s part of the company that I work for.

Glad that you’re feeling better VanGo.

I’m sorry about your aunt sari. Hugs.

That’s tragic about your friends baker. My sympathies.

Irked, came home, walked Nelson, ate and played around in the studio. Not a lot shaking at CasaRoja.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

Background: One of the guys I work with eats, if it’s possible, even less fruits’n’veggies than I do.

So they’re shooting the shit and the subject of cucumbers comes up. (Oh, it was a spin-off from talking about zucchini.)

Anyway, Mr. No FruitsOrVeg mentioned how much he, naturally, hates cucumbers. Other guy says, “Aw, naw, man. Cucumbers are so refreshing!”

First guy doesn’t miss a beat: “You know what else is refreshing? WATER.”

Good thing the kitchen is noisy; I laughed so hard I farted.


Four hour shift and home long before sundown? Yes, please and thanks!

Up from naptime, having a Manhattan and watching hockey.

Slow Sucky Labeler Ain’t Working(Not sure what the officials title of the accursed thing is)

That’s horrible, baker {{{hugs}}}}

Sounds tasty!

That’s what he said!

I’m showered and killing time till bed. Our routine has become TV off after Wheel and Jeopardy, MIL listens to an audio book, I read, FCD plays on his laptop. Nice quiet way to end the day.

I soaked my garden beds and made our sleeping bed. I believe I have earned my chillage.

They come frozen, 8 to the box at Fred Meyer. (Or parent company Kroger.)

I was going to say that! But somehow it didn’t pass my filter – which I don’t believe exists.

Poke chops are done. 1730 is a more reasonable time for dinner than the 1600 or 1630 SWMBO likes. But she had to wait for me to cook tonight. :smiley:

I’m a renegade, I tell ya! Twice now they’ve shown the apartment upstairs to potential tenants. Both times I’ve talked VERY LOUDLY like I’m on the phone. I tip my face up toward the ceiling and say that everyone I know is moving out when their lease is up, there’s a class action suit, the rent is slated to get jacked up again this coming year. All true, by the way. I guess it’s childish, but it makes me feel better.

Baker, I’m sorrier than I can say about that poor couple you know. I’ll pray for the wife. It sounds like the son was filled with rage and probably mentally ill, so I’ll pray for him, too. Sending you hugs and wishing you comfort!

THANK YOU! You’re the best, red! I’ll be near a Fred Meyer when I get shots tomorrow. Yippee! Sending imaginary hugs of gratitude…and scritches toward Nelson, of course.

I misspelled his last name. It’s Gawande. The book I referred to is Being Mortal. I thought it was fascinating.

When I was in college, I worked as a hotel maid one summer. One of the maids made tortillas on a hot plate at lunch, and her husband, who was on the grounds crew, would join her. Those tortillas smelled so good! Our silly little PBJ’s paled in comparison.

I have my passwords written down, but I use a sort of code in case anyone gets ahold of the list. So a password entry might read, “Nickname for kid who stole Mom’s radio + first 3 digits of second address.”

I organized the off season clothes and furniture area. Oddly, things did not fit as well organized. Same amount of stuff. I had to throw myself at the door to get it to close. Crazy.

First chard seedling poked its head up!

… dunno where the nasturtiums are, they usually sprout in a coupla days.

I like your style.

Good evening all. Laundry (5 big loads) ate up the morning and into the early afternoon, but it is all completed and put in the appropriate places, so that’s done for a month or so. Also ran the dishwasher twice, the second time with a bottle of stuff that’s supposed to make the insides bright and clean. Watched Champions League soccer and then found my local soccer practice was cancelled due to all the wet stuff from last night. So headed over to the gym and did some sweating there, then gassed up car and am now working on the slothful portion of the day. Sheets got changed so should sleep well tonight. Also will replace the winter comforter with the summer one tomorrow. And I managed to finish the Sunday New York Times (that means I looked at all the pages, didn’t necessarily read everything).

Now let’s see what’s about…

Flyboy, glad the mystery of the charges has been solved. And conga-rats on the new crown.

Niner, nice glasses, and the face behind it ain’t bad either…

doggio, had to laugh at the tale of Spot and the falling bagels.

shoe, glad you could ‘relax’ with G.C.. Happy growing season.

{{{{Cupcakes}}}}. What a horrible story, I hope the lady can recover, at least physically, from this. Wonder if the church or some group in the area offers counseling in cases like this.

FCM, by those photos, you were really dishing the dirt today.

Sticky Buns, I’d say give it until Thursday and then send a follow-up if you haven’t heard anything.

nellie, your sabotage work is noted and approved.

I do the same things, might be Tokyo1(nc)+don+star wars+Tokyo2 as a code.

OK, after 9pm here, so need to get some final internetting done and get ready for bed. Doctor appointment tomorrow at 10am so probably need to fast tomorrow morning. Have a good evening all.

Happy Toosday!

NIce morning at the park, even if I was feeling a bit loopy
I only got 4 hours of sleep. I started drifting back off right around the time to leave for the park.
Some nights I make it all the way through, other nights the pain wakes me up.
I got a nice nap after breakfast.
Now it’s 65 degrees and raining.

FlyBoy, I’m in Maryland, the western part, where it gets really skinny.

Conf=grats on weight loss MetalMouse

You’re so bad Nellie
Your poor friend. RA is no fun.

Poor Spot!

I hope you are right CatGlove and that the cortisone does its work soon.
It is better than it was

How horrible, Cupcakes!

Happy ‘Living’ Pilot
Sounds like you are having fun/

Glad you are feeling better VanGo

I also read old chili dogs

Hope all goes well for you Coppertone

Happy moving JtC, although I know it is never pleasant to move.
I hope GG handles it well.

My son just texted; he will be getting off around midnight.
That is not even worth going in.

All the pups have been sleeping all day.
Between daycare yesterday and the park this morning, they are wiped out.
The GR need a good brushing. Misiu wants no part of it, Rayleigh likes it but he likes to wiggle around.
Echo’s fur is different, she doesn’t need to be brushed, and she hates it. The boys have thicker coats and the undercoat is still shedding.