Happy Monday, MuMPers! I frittered away the Morning part, and it’s now after 2:00 pm, Eastern. We finished the Fast Food 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle yesterday, and started a new one on Breakfast Cereals. Somebody (Christopher Bell?) won the NASCAR All-Star race yesterday, by waiting until the hot shots had battled it out in front until their tires got tired.
We have Sirius XM’s Bluegrass channel on today, and it sounds good. It’s interesting to hear a new take on Paul Simon’s song about “Slip out the back, Jack, drop off the key, Lee.”
I love me some potatoes, any way you want to cook ‘em. One of my favorite ways is a fresh biscuit or two opened up next to a bed of hashed browns, with sausage gravy over all that. My moniker on a long-dead message board was Plato Potato, as in "plate o’ potatoes."
I think I finally have everything organized (and printed as necessary) for our cruise. The folder has 2 pockets plus 3 prongs in the center. Things I need at hand (tickets and such) are in the pockets and the calendar and itinerary are pronged, because I have a 3-hole punch! And I’ve got time to add to the folder. I should probably make copies of our passports for our phones - just in case they get lost/lifted.
Oddly enough, I feel as if a weight has been lifted. Guess I just needed to get organized.
Hi folks - the crack of 3pm here on a hot pre-summer afternoon in the south-est part of the deep south. At least geographically; I’m sure swampy would tell us the true South ends at about the southern Georgia border, or maybe down around Ocala.
GF was over from Fri evening to mid-morning today, and a great time was had by all. Did a five hour long dinner Sat night w one of my pals & his wife. All 4 got on famously, so that’s a good sign.
My little misadventure with the chaise was awhile after we two had gotten home at 1:30am still full of enthusiasm. The good news is now, 36 hours later, the shoulder pain is mostly gone and the range of motion is back up to near-normal. it’s still tender, but coming back together quickly. So with luck no permanent disability or weak-spot just waiting to fail again.
Once she departed today, then I went to the dentist for a cleaning & checkup.
So my answer to “how did I start my MMP” was: at the dentist.
I’d / they’d been making noises about crowning my lower front teeth for awhile. The incisors are starting to chip and compared to my veneered front uppers, the color contrast is getting a bit unnatural looking. I should have been keeping up with whitening the lowers every couple of months, but it’s a PITA.
Anyhow, I’d more or less already decided to pull the trigger on that before today’s appointment and so in early June I’ll start down the short road to becoming the proud owner of 10 shiny new crowed lowers to match the uppers I did ~4 years ago. They got their down payment today and the rest is COD. I’ll be feeling so pretty; so very pretty.
Little else on my horizon; just more togetherness with GF midweek and this upcoming weekend as well. Some things just don’t get old somehow.
I’m struggling mightily against the temptation to have something very dietarily incorrect for dinner. We’ll see what happens.
Im not sure why mr foot dr said I could work a full day as laundry/housekeeping at a hotel.
My interview was to be today but I couldnt have done that. Hopefully he’ll reschedule. Maybe not.
I have to wear a flip flop on the foot as my loose shoe is too much pressure. And its difficult to walk in plus the rubber thing between the 2 toes is painful.the flip flop
Glad I called today. The dr hadnt told me to soak said foot in vinegar and water once a day.
Now I know to.
I wont be doing this again.
I’m off to Pittsburgh tomorrow, a field trip with a bunch of the museum folks to visit a couple of other museums. We’re taking the kids (grad students) who are working on an exhibition to see how other places do things. And also steal ideas for us.
They didn’t get the grant that was going to ensure my further employment, but my boss and the prez of the museum are still trying to figure out a way to keep me. I’m the only in-house carpenter they have, plus I can do other stuff. They think they need my abilities, but we’ll have to wait and see if they can afford it. Sucky situation.
Now, must mow lawn and pack. If’n I don’t get the lawn mowed today, it’ll be out of hand by the time I get back.
I must add, my Aero-garden sounds eerily like a carpenter bee.
Soon after I had my gallbladder removed I began an ongoing course of nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, Gerd,etc. I was like a Pepto commercial. It continued for probably at least 8 months to a year before I finally found the right doctor and meds. There was lots of acid floating around in my mouth shall we say.
Before I had my gallbladder out in my mid-forties, I had probably 10 cavities my whole life. After my gallbladder was out, I had 40+ cavities in the first year. And it’s continued, my teeth are trash and every visit to the dentist sees me having more and more cavities even through it’s been 5 years or so since the surgery. I estimate now that I have at least 3 cavities even though I diligently brush and floss.
Yay!
Are you going to the Warhol museum?
Today has been semiproductive. I took my whole pillow apart and now the sewing machine is being cranky. I got a little bit of organizing done and made some bratwurst and pierogies for MusicMan for dinner.
When I went to the pharmacy, I found out that my PCP sent my 'scrips to the wrong location (I recently changed CVS locations). Now, I’m awaiting a phone call from the old one that filled them to change it.
Other than that, I talked to the ortho folk and my MRI is scheduled for Wednesday, with another appointment with the ortho Thursday.
On the upside, the tax refund that never hit my bank account last year? It showed up in the mail today. I had gotten with H&R Block last summer and they kept telling me that it should have been mailed. I guess it finally did.
Sticky - I had my gallbladder out 26 years ago, and I didn’t experience anything like you did. In fact, mostly, I experienced relief. It’s interesting how people are affected so differently by the same things. How is it we are all so similar yet in some ways so vastly different?
Supper was a bomb. The poke sous vide was yum, but I burned the cabbage-n-onion, so the side was kinda nasty. And the house reeks, even with the windows open. Not a good kitchen day.
On the other hand, I found out about a No Kings Day rally being held in LaPlata, which is in the next county over. I will be there. I will make a sign. I need to do this.
The very best way do them is to slice them thin, like you are making potato chips and put them in a bowl and gently toss them with a little olive oil, parm., salt, pepper, garlic powder and half a bunch of fresh thyme. Then stack them in muffin tins - go about half an inch over if you want - and bake them at 375 until the edges are crispy.
Second best way is to blanch a couple of handfulls of baby potatoes and let them cool before slicing them in half and gently tossing them in a bowl with parm, salt, pepper and garlic powder. Heat the oven and baking sheet to 450F then arrange the potatoes in a single layer, using a spoon or fork to put them face down for extra crisp. Do not use your fingers, you will burn yourself and waste time dealing with burnt fingers instead of using the hot pan. Bake for 8-10 minutes and serve with sour cream and fresh parsley.
That sucks. I’m sure they love having you there to build and fix things, I hope they can find funding somewhere to keep you. Honestly, someone like you pays for yourself just in on-time maintenance cause maintenance delayed is always more expensive.
Ick, but also good on you for choosing to get your teeth fixed. Just like regular maintenance, the longer you wait, the more it costs.
Of course that weight was lifted. Going on a month long cruise isn’t the same as driving across the country. I can just stop and buy what I need, if you forget your charger, you will pay out the butt for a new one.
I’m glad you are able to relax now
I’m quite sure it is, Donny has already said that China is easy to deal with, but the UK has been very nasty to him.
We can’t find the pound packages of the nice Irish Butter (in the green package), now all we can find is the two stick 7 oz packages. That infuriates me, sticks of butter should be 4 ounces each, isn’t there a law about that or something?
I am so sorry your body reacted like that. I did know one other unfortunate soul who also reacted badly to gallbladder removal, but I don’t remember her having teeth issues. It does make sense that all of the unregulated acid would play heck with your teeth. Dang.
That is so wonderful, you needed a windfall of some sort to keep you solvent into the STD fuckers finally do their job.
Cause cats are teh weird?
Have you offered him a bite of cooked corn with butter?
So today was nice, we took the back way to Logan and admired all of the nice old homes, then went to the nursery and bought more tomato plants. I found the ones developed in Logan “Mortgage Lifters” so hopefully they will do better than the last ones.
We had lunch at a local dive. I don’t know how they stay open, we are always the only ones eating there and rarely see anyone coming in for take out. But, we live on retired time now and rarely go out at the standard meal times anymore.
We stopped at the produce sto and I got a couple of tomatoes and a large potted, very bedraggled petunia. Boss Lady stocks plants but never remembers to take care of them and they all end up very discounted or free. I don’t want to commit to going to the sto every day to water plants but I think I’ll volunteer to take a couple of them home and bring them back when they are in sell-able condition again.
I gave the petunia a nice drink and some plant food and it perked right up (They are very hardy plants, very easy to care for), so I started deadheading it and now it looks like a different plant.
I brought the new plants to the planter so they could see me ruthlessly ripping the old ones out and then added half a bag of peat moss to the planter soil and mixed it in before planting the new ones. Peat moss has always been a bit of a cure-all in AZ, I’m hoping it will work here as well.
And while I was typing this missive, a pick-up went by and lost a big bag that rolled into the front of our fence. Hubs went out thinking it was trash, but it is actually a duffel bag stuffed full (from what he could see by looking at it) of clothes.
Someone’s going to miss them so Hubs set the bag upright against the fence and we posted on Nextdoor and facebook (well, I posted on Nextdoor, he posted on the book, I don’t have an account there). So I hope they are claimed before the next rain cause we will be forced to pitch them if they get wet and start mildewing.
YES!!! The more of us bitching, the more people take notice. GO YOU!!!
I haven’t checked with our local grocery, as they charge way too much for Kerrygold. I’m going tomorrow, so I’ll take a look. I’m really hoping that the NZ butter is as good.
Howdy Y’all! We’ve been home for a bit from men’s night. ‘Twas a good crowd and, as usual, we solved all the world’s problems, but no one ever listens to us. Two folk set up a fondue pot and fried steak bits for their meal. Natch, I had to try that with a bit of my steak. It was nummy in the garlic dippin’ sauce they brought. It was a fondue pot filled with oil an heated on a butane burner. A pic of them with the fondue pot and burner as they were cookin’ was taken. I will send it in to our Diocesan enewsletter that is published every Wednesday with a caption about men’s steak night at St. Patrick’s Albany (there are two St. Pat’s in the Diocese). Hopefully it will get published this week or next week. Lots of pics from local churches get published. We get pics in a couple of times a month.
The Texas toast vice bizkits were good. Think very cheesy and garlicky bizkits. I think they need a little heat to take’em up a notch or two. May need to do some experimentin’. Different is good at times and they were different. They got et up real quick. We could have used some more. The jalapeno and cheese snausages we had as an appetizer were a huge hit. We’ve had those on several occasions. Definitely need to have’em more often.
Honestly? I doubt it. I notice that sort of thing and we go there on a regular basis.
Hubs and I have agreed that they stay open because they are right across the street from Tudor’s and Tudor’s closes at 1400. They don’t sell biskits, they sell greasy hamburgers, fries, chicken livers along with other comfort food and pizza AND are open until midnight.
So we are aggravated again. As usual. One of his cousins (my fav) went in for a pacemaker and the doctor noticed a couple of dead spots on her heart. At first they thought it was past heart attacks but testing showed that it was caused by her radiation treatments. So now they are trying to figure out what can be done to help her heart function cause what is happening isn’t really doing much.
So, I told Hubs to send her some flowers. He said that we would be seeing them next month so we could pick some up on the way. I said that wouldn’t help cheer her up today, the man is horrible about thinking about that sort of thing.
He finally figured out that I knew what I was talking about and tried to order flowers from local places. All three stores won’t deliver to the area cousin resides in. We are VERY upset over that, she and her husband have never said that they live in an unsafe area, but why else wouldn’t they deliver?
Cousin and hubs are delightful people who would never abuse or fail to tip delivery drivers, it is the entire areas that is blacked out.
Le sigh. Nothing we can do about it but not tell her mom. No reason to worry her without reason.
I’ve noticed that that’s about all that i find of the Irish in the green box.
Having lived in rural areas with sometimes questionable roads, there were places that nothing got delivered because the flower shop / pizza joint wasn’t going to lose an axel getting there. Other areas (this was enough years ago that GPS wasn’t a thing yet) around the lakes were just too complicated to get to.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR TATERS! I’m so glad you got yourself borned! I hope this year brings you only good tidings.
I’m heartsick. My family–that is, we siblings–is about to fragment. For once, my sister-in-law is only tangentially the cause. I won’t go into the whole story. However, the sister who’s made this decision is extremely stubborn. Her mind’s made up, and that’s that. I know lots of families split up, but we’ve always been tightly knit and there for each other. We were raised by parents who taught us the importance of communication and of working out issues. It’s hard to explain how painful this is, and the anthrax hasn’t even hit the fan yet.
My SIL, who’s unaware of the brewing storm, texted me SIX TIMES today. I can’t even. If I had any talents, I’d run off and join the circus.
I’ll post again when I’ve attained some equanimity. Bless you all.
Thank you for the reassurance. Before moving here, we weren’t in a delivery zone either but that was expected because we were in the middle of nowhere. Cousin lives in the outskirts of (capital city of NC…brain isn’t braining ATM) and hearing doggio the UPS worker who lives somewhere in NC chime in I got worried.
I can’t see to stitch. I can’t bury my worries in thread because I am spending too much time worrying about which color thread I’m using, so I’ve given that up as well. I’m considering taking up heavy drinking because pot makes me too introspective and I don’t like being alone in my mind.
Certain things should be sacrosanct. Four ounce sticks of butter are one of them. There will be many cooking and baking failures because most folks won’t notice that their sticks of butter are a half an ounce short, but will blame their cooking skillz instead.
I am so sorry. I can tell that the heartbreak is very real for you. I hope that things work out for the best, but also know that your heart wouldn’t be breaking over something small and easily mended.
They need old farts to sell tickets and the young folks carrying water for the elephants. You can still achieve that goal!
I live about 10 minutes from both of those places and was just at the science center last month to see Rocky Horror Picture Show on the giant screen with the local shadowcast group.
And I’ve got time to add to the folder. I should probably make copies of our passports for our phones - just in case they get lost/lifted.
I’ll be feeling so pretty; so very pretty. 
