Dang, I got out early today. What am I gonna do with myself?
(Certainly not put away these piles of clean laundry! Nah.)
I took advantage of the fact that there were a bunch of guys on today’s roster, and brought in a jar I couldn’t open.
At least he struggled briefly with it, too. At first. (Nuthin’ worse than asking for help opening a jar, and they twist it with such ease you’d think it had been greased.)
Time for a bit of chillage, and to ignore my many problems and worries and woes.
as someone who deals with a home health care worker (my aunt ) whos in the seiu local 2015 I hear these stories a lot…
What I used to do was huff & puff a bit, crack it loose, then gently retighten it. Then hand it back to her saying I couldn’t quite get it. She’d flex, strain, & get it open. Made both of us feel good.
Hint: that stuff doesn’t come in single-serving bottles.
My day: Today the building offered a free Easter brunch to all the residents. So they made breakfast / lunch for us and we enjoyed mimosas as well while yakking with some of our multi-hundred neighbors.
Later walked for dinner at our local German joint. Just got back. Nice mixed wurst plate, real sauerkraut not the grocery store stuff, potato pancakes, and a real German schwarzbeir. Also picked up some Loratadine at the drugstore to try. If that kills my congestion I can work while taking that stuff. 12-24 hours should give an answer. Other than the full head / sinuses I’m seemingly fine.
Need to unload & stow one dryer-load of clothes, but they’ll wait.
Otherwise a perfectly lazy perfectly unproductive day. Plenty more where that came from. I hope.
That’s incredibly sweet!
I straight-up LOL’d. Well played.
Matter of fact, imma gonna (try to) remember that line & shamlessly steal/borrow it. We get so many drunk/high/I-don’t-even-know-what esp. late night at the drive-thru (!) I guarantee that line will make the kitchen laugh.
Help yourself.
One of my sayings from way back is the key to being witty isn’t to be quick on your (mental) feet. It’s to have a good memory for the awesome comeback you thought up later. Because the situation will recur and all you need to do then is regurgitate that line you memorized from before. And again. And again.
Second this.(so I’ve heard 
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cat glove, this is what coal rolling is.
{{{cookie}}} I hope that your day improved.
Ouch nellie! I hope that you’re not too sore from your spill.
metal mouse, while you may not have the hair to color wildly, you may consider a change up from letting your soccer players shave your beard to letting them pick the color to dye it. Hint: Kool-ade dye is colorful, economical and easy.
real fish, I dated a guy with three sons on the spectrum for a couple of years and his youngest had the same issues with bath vs. shower. It’s likely a sensory issue.
TGIT! Now it’s my weekend. After the lovely day yesterday and the storms last night, it turned out kind of chilly today. I’m back to being suited up in the winter jammies again.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
It also washes out quickly.
Howdy Y’all! Home from Maundy Thursday service. Actually been home a while, but needed to unwind with some netflix for a bit. Still a little bit wired, so not quite ready to go sleepy bye yet. 'Twas a nice service and fairly well attended. Two more days and I can pig out on chawklit! A solid milk chawklit bunny is in da fridge (one for each of us) and shall fall victim first.
Remember, always eat the feet first. 
I will pass this along to my daughter. She will reply “and a Blessed Maundy Thursday to you Mr. Swampbear”
Yes, it was me. Thank you very much for the name of squirrel baffle and the picture. I’m going to check at the store that has the Bark Butter to see if they also have a squirrel baffle. Hubs can’t walk much (we have an appt with Sec of State office tomorrow for a Handicap placard for him) and so going into the backyard to feed the birds brings him joy and it is disheartening to see the fat squirrels who climb up the pole and knock the feeder enough to get the birdseed to fall on the ground.
I enjoyed it. Dad always said to stand up for yourself and not let people walk all over you. Good job BBBoo
Thanks for the link red I would never have guessed that’s what it was. I’ll have to ask SIL if he’s ever encountered it. He’s driven a Prius forever. I’ve driven a Fusion Hybrid for 8-1/2 yrs. Can’t say I’ve ever noticed this happening.
Alarm was set for 5:05am, hit the button to stop it and the next thing I knew I opened my eyes and it was 5:40. Hopped up, went to the former office to pick up some printouts that I had to send there because the new office location which has recently been unmothballed has been having bad printer problems. More on that later. Then I worked out at the Fitness Center, only did the NuStep since I was a bit behind on time but got to work and punched in at 8:01am so I count that as a win. After more problems with printing, I first called the AS400 specialist in IT, she said that due to the unmothballing, the printer hadn’t been added into some program to be given a remote start. She did so and no more problems printing from the AS400. However, there were still problems with printing from the Microsoft suite so I called the IT Help line and threw myself on their mercy, after stating that 2 help tickets had previously been put in by both the manager and the department technology liaison. I did mention that I really didn’t want to but if someone didn’t address it pretty darn soon that this would have to be escalated to the Director level or even the Mayoral office. The lady who manned the Help line said she would see what she could do. Well, not more than 30 minutes later 3, count them 3, gents from IT showed up and worked their magic to get everything working, including the printer for the credit card machine which also had been fritzing. My expertise is using software and so I asked one of the gents to add my name and one other email address into the printer for scanning purposes. I had tried and failed. It took him about 30 seconds.
The manager is a young guy (29) who is getting married next month so I talked to the other 4 guys at our location (yeah it’s me and 5 men but I’m not complaining, they’re all very nice to me) and asked if they wanted to go in on a wedding gift and they were all game. I had already found the Bridal Registry so I’ll print it out. Not sure how much each of the guys want to chip in but something is better than nothing so a nicer gift than just by myself can be given.
Hubs made it to one of his fav pizza places and brought home a pie with pepperoni, ham and mushrooms. It was ok but not as good as my fav pizza place. The next time we’re in the Musky/Gr Haven area, we’ll have to try shoe’s place of employment.
Tomorrow will be a busy one, oil change, work, Good Friday service, Sec of St appt, ordering/picking up maple pecan salmon dinner for Hubs from a restaurant that my BFF told me about yesterday. He really likes salmon so I thought this would be a nice treat.
See yall on the morrow.
Evening all. Between the plumbing and the Masters (one of the very few golf tournaments I’ll watch each year), didn’t get to the gym until after dinner. Which worked out well, since using their bathrooms and showers this late saves me from having to turn the water on for the toilets tonight. Soccer was called off for rain (the parks Dept. closed the fields) which never really showed up, outside of a few sprinkles. Tonight and tomorrow is supposed to be rainy, so Saturday soccer isn’t looking too promising.
That…is an interesting idea, and with a group of 8-9 year old girls this season, that may work out well. I’ll look into it.
Pilot, that’s pretty nice of you. Since I’m by myself, I just beat the heck out of the lid with a knife until it submits to my will.
Flyboy, isn’t that always the case; you find something when you really aren’t looking for it. Been there, found that.
90 Proof??
BBBoo, that is very noble of you…how would one go about finding if they need that kind of help, say, in N. Ali-bama?
OK, the exercise is kicking in (also spend a long time in the sauna, they had the third of the Lord of the RingsTrilogy on the TV and I just had to watch those ghost warriors take down the Oliphant)… Catch all y’all tomorrow.
That is amazing. If you are working from the back, you can’t make those little thread width adjustments as you work like I do.
How many seam rippers do you own?
The great thing about hair is if something doesn’t work, it will grow out! I’m sure you will love it once your eyes adjust to seeing the color 
Sounds like your government inspectors are as efficient as ours are. I’m glad that bit of paperwork is almost completed.
What an attractive area you have created!
Happily for us, squirrels aren’t an issue here. Raccoons are common robbers, but I learned that if I make sure my feeding station is a little wobbly (OK, OK, yeah, I got lazy and didn’t deal with a pole that got wobbly due to the wind, but I learned something!) that raccoons are scared to climb them.
I’m so sorry. Many mauls have a bar located somewhere by the restrooms in case shopper are in need of some liquid courage.
I laughed. I told hubs and he laughed. I told my BFF and she laughed. Ain’t a one of us got any compassion at all for that sort of stuff because we are jaded jerks.
How did you get home? I hope you didn’t have to walk home in bare feet!
Let me guess…an old Lincoln or Caddy. They had trunks big enough to sublet as a studio apartment.
I’m so sorry. 
And another FUCK just for good measure. I hope it gets cleared up soon.
I’m agreeing once again that dog sitting/walking might be a good side gig for you. Except maybe just take little clients that can’t knock you over like that. Your poor abused knee probably hates you right now.
QFT. We care.
I hope you are feeling better with antibiotics and the pressure gone. I’m glad you are getting some relief, even if it is taking a while.
Good on you. I’m glad you are feeling more in control today. Cancer sucks and I am so sorry this is happening to you.
And tried to share a pic during the split second that I went from being able to edit and not edit.
This is what 4 1/2 gallons of mead looks like:
The straps are because we are old enough that we can’t just pick up a full fermenting jug without having lots of handles.
The mead was started a while back and once all the fruit dropped to the bottom of the jug, hubs strained it into this jug and let it sit and settle last week. Tonight we carefully moved it into the kitchen. It is sitting over the dishwasher so he can put the bottles on the open door and fill them there. This allows any spillage to go into the dishwasher, while being low enough to properly drain all of the lovely mead into bottles because Hubs is an old fuddy duddy who doesn’t think I really need to have this sitting on the counter first thing in the morning. I don’t know why not, I can’t stay drunk all day if I don’t start in the morning.
Thank you, dear heart! (That’s Iowa girl speak for “hon”). Today was the first day in a full week that I haven’t had to swallow massive doses of painkillers to start the day. I even ate fork food this afternoon. It’s still touchy but not painful. Everyone’s suggestions of soft foods helped. Still want to get some cornmeal and grits to have on hand, plus some unsweetened applesauce cups. And a different flavor of protein shakes.
Part 2 of the root canal is the 10th, with the same personable, empathetic, adroit endodontics resident. The crown adventure capping off that molar happens in May with my longtime dentist.
Watching a Netflix offering of Jadon Bourne movies~on my third one. The intrigue is starting to get away from me, it’s pretty convoluted by the 3rd one. Besides, I hate it when the true love dies. I’m very much a softie at heart.
Send booze everyone. Nextdoor is sending out a demographic survey to everyone tomorrow.
I posted a pre-emptive Please Don’t Hurt Us message showing them the email and saying this:
“Please, please PLEASE do not blame the local leads for this. According to what I have read, participation really is voluntary, you do not have to take the survey to continue to post here. Us leads did not have anything to do with this and complaining here will do nothing but upset neighbors.”
Maybe I’ll just avail myself of the handy spout on the mead jug in the morning as long as it is right there while I’m making coffee…
FML
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s supposed to get cold and rainy lter.
Maybe that’s the problem. I’m not used to drinking stuff under 80 proof. 
Morning, mumpers! It’s 9c/49f with a predicted high of 12c/53f, amd partly cloudy. Weather app is feeling quite pothy today and says nothing more than “Fucking clouds!” A quick look outside says it’s sunny with some cloud.
I missed posting yesterday as we were travelling, arrived in Germany in the early evening and found our way to the hotel. We checked in, dumped our bags and went out for a wander, where strangely enough, we found our way into a couple of bars 
Off to do some exploring today, there are lots of museums and suchlike to visit, amd of course we will need to spend a day at the zoo and aquarium!
Seems rather cruel. Eat the head/ears/eyes first, so they don’t know/hear/see the destruction.
And because you’re clever and make sure that you take advantage of your experience.
At 18:41 last night, our local internet went out. Since then it’s been intermittent, and I am currently taking advantage of my phone’s hotspot. The last time we lost internet at home (or, at least when I noticed) is when we still had home office. At that time the workers were working just up the street. So I just looked outside and noticed that they are working at the same place.
Guess I’ll go do something that doesn’t involve so much internet.
Yes, it’s Good Friday, and it’s a holiday, the first day of a 4 day weekend. And it’s raining. So I am very grateful for the people working outside to fix the problem.
Our rain last night was brief but intense. It’s supposed to be cloudy today, and the next 4 days will be upper 50s/low 60s. After we get back from breakfast, I’ve got some planting to do, and maybe some raking, or maybe not. And somewhere in there, I’ll likely crochet something. Oh, and I need to boil a dozen eggs…
FCD thinks he’s finally getting over his cold, so yay! Taz is hanging in, but he’s not looking good and he’s taken to sleeping on the floor, which is so not him. Poor kitteh…
Once my sweetie gets up and showered, I’ll shower and dress, and we’ll go to Marie’s Diner in La Plata for one of their amazing breakfasts, which should last us thru lunch. Then whatever happens will happen.
Have a Good Friday!
Mornin’ all. Predawn on the patio … again. Been here awhile already reading other stuff or I’d have beaten a few of the other early risers here.
Early returns are that the loratidine works well so irkage (or at least on-callness) probably shall resume tomorrow. Big plans for today are that I made reservations for a swanky steakhouse for tonight. We can tell it’s beginning to be the end of tourist/Northerner season (what’s the bag limit?) when you can still get prime time reservations for Fri or Sat at nice places the day prior.
Learning from my last abortive nice meal out intercepted by unexpected irkage, I shan’t tell them I’m healthy and available until after dinner for irk the next day.
Otherwise shall be another day of slothful chillage in the warmth.
If you eat the feet it can’t scamper away. If you start elsewhere they usually escape and now you’ve just condemned the poor thing to go die alone in a hole someplace. It seems cruel to start with the feet but it’s actually an act of mercy.
Glad to hear you’re finally out the other end of that Tunnel of Despair. Poor Boo; you can’t buy a break sometimes. I’ve been participating in the various AI-related threads current now and with those kinds of thoughts near top of mind when I read your post I thought you said “… same personable, empathetic, android endodontics resident …”.
My they’re getting advanced tech there at your university dental school. D’oh! Made me smile.
This might be harder since you’ve turned 29 than it was in college, but you could just lay on your back on the floor under the spout and open your mouth. The good news is from down there there’s no danger of falling. Kegger! Kegger! Kegger!
Good luck dealing with your Trump-hole neighbors. As I mentioned last time you brought them up, you have a choice about admitting that aggravation unreasoning hate into your life. And as the great sage Yogi Berra probably never said: “When you come to a fork in the road, take it.” 'Nuff said.