As a non-parent I’m curious as to when the whole “parent must be there to meet the bus” thing started? I have some associates I work with who need to go home and fetch the kids in the middle of the afternoon. This seems totally foreign to me. I used to get off the bus and unlock the door as a 5th grader, or younger.
I mean, my child is three years old, so I’m not sure what is the norm for older kids. He is in Early Childhood Special Education in the afternoons, and ABA in the mornings. They kindly pick him up at ABA at noon and take him to school and then drop him off here. It’s a pretty sweet deal.
Hi all. Light fading here lakeside on their tour harbor as I’m killing a Malbec or 3 after dinner on the town square. Would be a pleasant temp with a bit less wind. Based on last night it dies at dusk so soon.
Heading back to civilization tomorrow. Been interesting as always to be reduced to the language skills of a little kid. Lotta time w nothing to say to anyone.
I’m not sure but I know Ethan i was a kid, I was dropped off in front of the house and by the time mine started school, parents were required to be there for elementary busses. I don’t have to be there when my kids get off the bus now - they take the city bus rather than a school bus - but it’s an uncomfortable trek on cold, rainy days.
It does sound like it! Whereas my kids have to get on the city bus, take it to the exchange, change busses and then get dropped off at the school. Of course, mine are 15 and 17 and don’t go to a zoned school… 
When my daughter was in early grades and staying with her grandmother, she and her friends were taken to and from the bus stop, but they were 5-6-7 years old. When she was in 3rd grade, MIL was done being daycare, so Daughter got herself to and from the bus stop, which was 4 or 5 houses down from ours. There were a clump of kids there, so it’s not like she was on a street corner alone. And if I recall correctly, she’d go in thru the side door into the garage, then into the house. I don’t think she had a key, nor did she need one.
Thinking back to my school days, I don’t recall ever seeing parents at bus stops in our little corner of suburbia. Nor did parents pick up their kids at school. But around here, half an hour before school lets out, cars are lined up for parent-pick-up! And what really gets me are the parents who will drive all of maybe 200’ down the driveway to meet the bus, because heaven forbid little Missy or Skippy have to walk all that way!! I don’t get it…
Not a dial, but my heating pad goes from 1-6. Number 1 is barely felt, 4-5 is good and 6 runs the risk of blistering.
I’ve always liked their patty melts.
A harness (Nelson wears a Voyager harness) works best and, given that he’s short coated, a coat (keep in mind that velcro is your friend here for easy on, easy off). Nelson has learned that needs to pee at minimum before going back in.
cat glove, as someone who wears compression stockings, I would recommend the open toed ones with a paper sleeve over the toes to put them on (the paper sleeve is available through da Jungle, brand name Juzo). The other thing that helps a lot in putting them on is a pair of rubber grip work gloves. You can to the tugging and smoothing with those.
I’m glad that Cerby is thriving in his new home sari. It sounds like they have the bandwidth to deal with his issues. It sounds like Adam is in a good place too.
Irked, found out that Idiot Boss had a panic when she figured out that I’m the only one with log in rights to do certain things. I think she may be figuring out that I just go back to my irk area and get things done without her or my lead having to think about anything. 
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
When I was a kid, a parent at a bus stop would have been cause for incredulity and discomfort. Bus stops were in Kid Land, just as taverns were in Adult Land. There’s a whole theory about kids not learning to be independent and its effect on mental health. To me it just seems sad. Is there no time or place when kids get to be free of adults? Kid Land is no more.
fishy, I’m sorry about your diagnosis. Why weren’t spines and joints made out of titanium in the first place?
susan, congrats on the book progress! I hope the new furnace works out.
wordy, Ugh! A new furnace! Does this mean you have no heat?
All I know is that it’s hard to fit it in rolling papers.
Lady SCAdian had to work yesterday, so we went out for our anniversary dinner today. She started with fried Brussels sprouts, followed by salmon; I had beet salad, followed by gnocchi with wild boar sausage. No room for dessert. Stuffed are us. 
Is there a forehead smacking emoji?
At my bus stop, ca 84, the whole neighborhood of kids gathered at the entrance to our little enclave. Maybe 20-30 kids? The boys played street nerf football until the bus came, then the ball got tossed into the woods to be found the next morning. The bus stop was at the one street leading into about 4 miles of little interconnected roads. With today’s regulations that pickup would take hours.
And we wore onions on our belts, since it was the fashion at the time. Now git off ma lawn!
Mom wanted to walk me to class my first day of school. She says I broke her heart by telling her I was a big girl and she should go home.
The bus stop here is at the next corner down. All of the parents wait for their kids to get off the bus, including the mom who could watch from her front step half a block away. The little guy across the street is in the third grade and still gets walked to the bus stop. I rarely see kids outside playing and out this way…free range kids are not a thing.
Boo, I’m so happy you got extra grandma time. You certainly do deserve after all of the recent disappointments.
Serious question here? Why not? Is the soap too harsh?
I wash used cheese cloth in the top rack, along with other oddities like hats and mechanical keyboards. Of course I adjust the temp controls and shut off the heated dry cycle when washing plastics.
Now that hubs is loading the dishwasher, I’ve noticed that he just puts the cutlery in which ever slot is close. (we also have that third rack for silverware) I’m having a real hard time keeping my hands off, but I’ll adjust over time. It might take years, but I will get over it.
To you renters…check the model number on your dishwasher and see if it can accommodate the third rack. If so, buy one and install it yourself. Your landlord won’t notice and it will be worth it to you.
Geeze louise! What perfect timing, NOT! I’m glad they are able to get out in a week, sometimes things get badly delayed. Do you have space heaters?
Fingers crossed that the plumbing inspection goes well.
Dang for financial woes, but good that the younglings had a good day at school.
And that’s why you always consult with the pros! Grated hard parmesan rolls quite nicely!!! Keeping it lit is a different problem, though. 
I started cold smoking the hard cheeses today and wrote down the temp in the smoke chamber every five minutes as a rough time guide. If I get the cream cheese in right at dawn, it should have long enough to take a good smoke before it starts melting. I hope.
This morning, I also emptied the bag of chicken legs into a pot and started them simmering. After I was done playing with smoke, I pulled them out of the pot to turn into stock and shredded chicken for green chili verde chicken tamales later this week.
I usually work on the island, but just as I started I saw the new place being pulled in front of the yard. It got a little crowded working on the counter because we both watching the action through the over-the-sink window, but I got it done.
I’ve seen good drivers back singlewides in with one try and place it perfectly on the prepared pad. This driver wasn’t quite so skilled. There are two tall Sierra Pines on the property line that he managed to hit, breaking thick branches and damaging the trim, but he got it done after almost an hour.
I’m not a fan of the placement, it is much closer to the fence than the last one and over to the side which puts it right there in our face. I’ll get used to it, plus I’ve got trees planted back there that will be blocking the view in a couple of years anyhow.
Good evening all. Did get to the gym for afternoon and evening sessions and in total burned about 1,000 calories, which I am now working to put back on (or at least some of them). Had a guy from the flooring place out, once the plumbers are done and have re-concreted the slab, I want someone professional to re-stretch and attach the carpet back in place. Should get an estimate and a day to perform it (hopefully early next week–figure the concrete goes in Thursday and takes about 72 hours to settle, so anytime Monday onward). Otherwise nothing useful has been accomplished. Still spitting moisture but due to stop shortly and no rain tomorrow (just cooler temperatures). Need to set my clock so I am up in time, plumbers have said they will try and be here by 8am, so I am hopeful they can do it all in one day. May be cut off from my computer room, so will have to rely on the laptop/phone for MMP communication.
suzie, I have a gas furnace in the attic area, never had a problem in 25 years with it. And good on the writing, hope the book does well.
talkie, Ouch, certainly not the season for it, and those rascals ain’t cheap. Be safe.
Cupcakes, Pilot, I am coming around to your point of view. Probably 2-3 more years in the house and then look to move when I hit 75.
Real Fish, I have a small savings account with my checking account bank so I can always make a near-instant transfer if needed. And {{hubs-but gentle}} for the spine issues.
Spicy, glad the Just-In-Time Wizard was looking after you.
Only rode the bus to school for one year and the stop was right in front of our house, so not an issue. These days I seldom see parents waiting, some do walk the littles home (near some busy streets) and the line of cars at the schools for pickup (like FCM mentions) is huge.
JtC, I know nothing about making cheeses, but I wish you well on your efforts. ANd new neighbors soon!!
OK< after 9pm and I need to head off to bed earlier than usual so I’m wide-awake for the plumbers tomorrow. Take care all.
Thank you! Actually, the cheese is already made and ready to eat, cold smoking it is an extra. If it works, it is wonderful. If I screw it up, you folks will never hear of it again, LOL!!!
Did you ever find out what your pipes are made of? Because there are settlements available for certain sort of pipes just because they start blowing out like you are experiencing. Do look into it, it might help fund the replacement. You will probably only get pennies on the dollar, but you have put many dollars into it so it might add up.
Sweet! I’ve got fingers crossed that the weather guessers are right for your trip.
So Ace got more free reign today. Spot charged him at one point. Also, after being told “NO!” for the 36,98th time, Ace gave me the “Darn. I didn’t think I was getting adopted by The Man.”. We survived tornado watches, a Severe Thunderstorm warning, and a Flash Flood warning.
Also between storms, storm alerts and someone squeaking squeaky toys for 8 hours straight, read, but did not retain.
If you alternate silverware handles up and down it’s not a problem.
Not yet.
I was trying to make a funny on the juxtaposition in between compression stocking talk and silverware washing in dishwasher details. Many of my attempts of humor fall flat on their keister and in my case, it’s a big keister.
But yes, that dishwater detergent would be way too harsh on compression stocking and would wreck the elastic in very short order. They should just be rinsed out in the sink with very mild soap and hung to air dry. For patients I often just used a few drops of shampoo.
When I had a dishwasher I was known to wash a few odd things in it too~like my combs and hairbrushes and my phone case. My keyboards usually died of neglect (and kitties flicking off keys and playing hockey with them) long before I got around to thinking about cleaning them.
Just now home after my snow days with the grandkidlets~three days with storm bound kids is an adventure I wouldn’t trade for anything. But I am ready to put on my robe and slippers and put my feet up for an offsetting three days of rest. Tomorrow and Friday I have to venture out to teach my refugee literacy classes for the first time in a month. I know I’ll enjoy being back with them once I lever myself off the couch, dump the cat off my lap (after 3 days and two nights alone she figures I owe her big time) and pry my coffee mug out of my hand.
My SIL cleared all the ice and snow off my car for me so the drive home from my daughters was uneventful~they live less than 5 miles away and all but 6 blocks of it is major city arterials. I wear boots with good treads and use a cane when there is snow on the ground. We have a brutal cold snap coming so all this snow ain’t going anywhere soon but I’ll be fine, I just use caution and don’t tempt the gods of brittle bones or frivolous unnecessary trips. Shoot, if I ask the literacy non-profit will send their van for me and bring me back home if I ever don’t want to dig my car out or drive.
You are stronger than me. I was 66 when I moved out.
Oh, I did chuckle, but then I went hmmmm!
And we all agree, right VBC?
That is a great thing, you should probably avail yourself of it when the roads are slippery.
Happy Toosday!
It was Miserably wet and rainy today.
The yard outside the back door is a mud pit. I will be so happy when I can put a patio in. Echo and Misiu walk under the eaves and in the river rock border to come in. Not Rayleigh, he happily splashes in the mud on his way in.
Shar Pei usually like to stay clean. Not my Rayleigh.
Taters, Rayleigh started barking long before Misiu did. At least Rayleigh developed a nice deep bark. Misiu has to be 60 pounds by now and he still sounds like a squeaky toy.
It was a rare day that somebody took us to school. Maybe if the weather was really bad. Of course, by Junior High we would have crawled on our hands and knees across broken glass before we would have been seen with our parents.
I was really shocked at how many parents drove their kids to high school when my son was in high school.
My realtor met the woman that moved into my old house. She is young (26) and is loving it - so far. She gets along with my elderly neighbor and that makes me happy.
Okay Doggio, who is Ace. I guess I need to read last week’s thread.
He’s ADORABLE!
And looks ornery as shit!