I love how Ralphie supervises every step of your work
I was concerned about doing needlepoint in front of Jolene, that sort of thing can be irresistible for cats but she doesn’t care. She has GG to entertain her, my main function is to scratch under her chin when she’s in the mood.
Oh, I kinda figured you were smart enough to double check that you aren’t bringing anything forbidden. It just seems as though lately…a lot of people haven’t been.
That sucks. Once a neighbor invited her truck driver friend to spend the night and he had the engine and refrigerators running. We complained to the neighbor who said it wasn’t that bad and closed her door. By 8 pm, the lynching party was forming. I didn’t wait, I took pics of the truck parked in her yard and emailed the trucking company complaining about the noise and smell in a residential area.
The truck left about an hour later.
That’s the sort of not sleep that always kicked my ass, I’m sorry you had to go to work today.
Is this something you get paid to do, or are you just doing it because its fun?
Good luck with the chairs, I vote for blue.
My dad had it during his last years. One of our cats did too. It seems more distressing to the caretakers than the sufferers.
Our housekeeper has had to get a real job and isn’t sure if she’s going to be able to still clean for us. I get it, pre-school is expensive and her husband isn’t making enough to pay for that as well as all of the other bills. I’m still all “well crap” over it because we liked and trusted her and now e have to start all over.
My social security is due on the 4th Wednesday of the month (or is it Thursday?) Anyway, it always showed up in my account on the Monday before that Weds (or Thurs - whatever.) Except this month - it was in there today.
I don’t think Monday is a holiday, is it? I’m not complaining, but I am confused. I don’t like being confused. Strange how it seems to happen more and more these days.
The herding cats will happen when the building replaces the elevators. Luckily there is a bit of a filter, streamline moderne and the colours in the lobby mural.
The trick or treat thing is because it is easier to have it in the lobby than have the kids go from flat to flat. The kids in the building go from just born to when ever they decide not to trick or treat. I like to have a good variety of items. The just born isn’t going to eat a Milky Way, and a tween might like a cute item.
Maybe they’re trying to buy our love? But who are they???
I was texting with my youngest sister - she’s in an uber-bitchy mood tonight. I understand some of what she’s pissed about, but the sense of entitlement is strong within that one. I was going to send an email to my brother as a heads-up, but FCD thinks I shouldn’t. I set the draft aside and I’ll think more about it. I worry about a possible family rift when my mom dies. Dunno. I’m just tired. Please help me remember all this when I’m in my 90s and driving my daughter crazy…
MOOOOOOM and WetOne my ss deposit is also on the fourth Wednesday. I got curious so I checked. Lo and Behold it’s already there. Maybe they wanted to make sure we had it in case we had any last minute Autumnal Equinox shoppin’ to do?
I have two questions: Why do you know that? Where do you measure from (top of head, bottom of neck)?
I attempted to start a new medicine this morning as a replacement for Lithium which I may or may not have had to go off of. (Long story for another day.) It has been a hellish day as a result. New drug has set off a day full of Restless Leg tap dancing and also incited the flames of my Burning Mouth Syndrome. At this point I’m just sitting eating the blandest food I can find and drinking lots of water. I hope I can actually sleep tonight.
I measure from my middle part to the end.
I have had it this long for my whole adult life.
Measuring lets me know how fast its growing.
Haircuts are free, I just take off an inch maybe 4 times a year.
Well crap. Restless leg is horrible, I never understood how bad the pre-twitches were until I got it from a thyroid med. I hope it leaves your system quickly.
I do get that, but I also know that other countries have other rules. I gave weed up during the three years I was in Asia because the laws were so strict. It wasn’t that hard because I was able to get opium based drinks at bars.
My favorite bar had black light posters all over the walls and served a purple looking and flavored drinks called Purple Haze. Us long noses weren’t allowed in the interesting smelling back room, but one drink was enough to make us comfortably numb. Then they would sell us fried pork and garlic dumplings.
Getting one more Sattiday message in. Dinner has been consumed along with some applesauce for dessert, so should have enough calories on-board to meet the demands of the day. Still planning to head off to bed early, put in a pretty full day.
Regarding the early Social Security Checks, my guess (and that’s all it is) is that with the Government Fiscal Year ending 30 September, they wanted to get it done so they could finish the accounting part on-time. Only thing that occurs to me.
Sticky Buns, hope your body adapts so you can sleep.
Ok, getting close to sleepy-bye time. Catch y’all tomorrow.
Monkey: “Me too, dammit!” Shoe: “You HAVE food! There’s kibble right there!” Monkey: “Want gooshy-fud! Inform your internet friends of my ongoing hardships!”
Not sure what I want for my meal. Bought eggs a while ago, but there’s no date on the carton or anything. (And yes, I know store-bought eggs are already “old.”)
But I kinda want either scrambled eggs or a One-Eyed Jack, but on the other hand really don’t want to deal with yucky bad eggs.
Also, with all the “crackers” (no-sauce, no-cheese baked dough) I’ve been bringing home for the rats, plus their deluxe “feast for royalty” from the other night, I have a metric buttload of associated trash (cardboard pizza rounds, bags) lying around, in addition to the usual household stuff that all needs to be rounded up before tomorrow’s Trash Night festivities.
A grilled cheese sammich doesn’t sound bad, either, but all these pizza rounds are piled up on my stovetop so if I want a home-cooked meal, I gotta do the things.
… yanno, that cheeseburger truck has been coming 'round late nights on Saturdays but … alas, no, I gotta save my pennies. Le sigh.
This is odd.
Woke up to use the bathroom. Reached over to gently pick up my glasses, not even a year old, and boom, the one side of the ear pices cracked and the lens popped out!
Thank God I have my older pair.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 67 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 91 and N.O.S. The big item on today’s agenda is deheathenization in which I have Verger duty. This will be followed by Acolyte trainin’ which hopefully won’t last more than half and hour as ‘tis a refresher trainin’. Leftovers from last night’s sup will be nuked for N.O.L. The rest of the day shall be spent in RDOS inactivities to include nappage and day drinkin’.
Sticky_Buns hope you were able to get some sleep.
Coppertone EEK! Glad you have a spare pair and hope you can get the new glasses fixed soonest.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then purtification for deheathenization must commence.
Shoe, I really think that there’s an opportunity here. Since the stuff is on top of the stove, I think that you should run over to Costco, grab one of those pre-made pizzas, pop it in the oven and then invite FCM for dinner!
I am soooo funny, aren’t I? I’m sure both of you agree!
Coppertone, so glad to hear that you have a spare pair!
Swampy, verger duty and acolyte training? Sounds like you’re going on a secret mission or something…
Well, hallelujah, I was able to sleep last night! I did not even attempt to take the evening dose of the evil meds. I can’t even imagine the atrocity that would have brought about. Especially since it’s one of those sublingual types that can get started wreaking havoc on your system right away!
The sad part is that in solidarity for my difficult day, Annie did not eat any of her dinner - and it even had some canned chicken! I always felt bad when the Bubster sensed my bad days and it affected him, too. I don’t want to be stressing out the pups. Hopefully she’ll see that I am clearly feeling much better today and we’ll all eat well.
Too bad there isn’t a Costco around here, or I’d go get some party foods for both of us to celebrate and enjoy.
Ok, maybe that medicine had an effect on my sense of humor, too!
Crack one in a bowl and take a sniff - apart from the contents starting to peep or cluck, that’s probably the only sure way, right?
I didn’t fall asleep right away, but I did sleep soundly thru the night. Woke to the pitter patter of raindrops that’s supposed to end around 9 or so. Still, I’m glad we did the fair yesterday.
When I was getting breakfast ready for Higgs, MIL came out and asked me if she was scheduled for this cruise. Other than in very general terms about the many emails I get from cruise lines, we’ve not discussed any cruises around her (especially since the one I booked is on the assumption that she’ll have died.) It had to have been something she dreamed, but I did persuade her to go back to bed. The confusion is getting worse and worse. It seems more than the forgot-the-word-for-the-thing or forgot-the-name-of-my-sister/niece/friend. It’s scary and worrisome.
That aside, I’m not sure what the plan for today is. I bought some hot dogs yesterday since MIL has been wanting some, so one meal is decided. I should probably go thru the fridge and look for green furry stuff. The rest of the day will sort itself as we go along, I suppose. It always does.
BTW, have you ever heard of sour cream on sweet potatoes? MIL insists that’s how Texas Roadhouse served them. Having ordered that as my side many times, I know I’ve never had them with sour cream. I bought some yesterday that I’ll be baking (because yum!!!) but I’m hesitant to break out the sour cream. It should be honey butter and cinnamon, right? Or am I the confused party here?
but … alas, no, I gotta save my pennies. Le sigh.
