Roxy’s been out all week. The preschool that Tobias attends opened on Weds, and the last 2 days, they opened one room for older kids, so Roxy has gone instead of hanging around the house with her dad - meaning he could go to work, too. Being a rural county with many non-paved roads, school buses can’t operate safely in such icy conditions as we’ve had.
FCD stopped on the way home and got the chicken we didn’t have for supper last night. It was good. Unfortunately, he chose biscuits and steak fries for the sides - waaaaay too much starch! I’m thinking maybe veggie soup for supper.
I can’t do the sewing I wanted to do because I’m missing one dimension and FCD didn’t have the part modeled on his computer. So he’ll have to get me a measurement before I can finish. I have everything else I need, but I can only mark and cut so much. Dammit.
I was shopping for fabric to make the dinghy cover. We’ve used Sunbrella for the other covers, but all of a sudden, it’s $55 per yard!!! It was bad enough at $28 per yard!! So I’m going for another brand. I need something that will do OK outside - probably an awning fabric. And I need about 3 yards of 60" wide. I’ve found a couple of candidates, but I need to make sure it’s what I want. So off to search and research.
The heaving went fairly smoothy. the one car had a 113 box bulk order, but I told the sup, who told Dispatch who cut some stuff. Also the Sort Table wasn’t flinging stuff in the back of my cages, so i was less tired today(the cages are 5 feet deep, and middle white starts 5 feet above the belt and barely gets to waist level when it passes, so having to jump into a cage 50 times an hour will tire a person out). I had to help out with the damages afterwards. I stopped at Ace on the way home for a bag of vermin food. They had “All generator sales final” signs up everywhere. I got some Dawn at Teeter, and a pack of D cells(very busy in there), and hit the Likker Sto for rum and brandy. So I’m set for the SNOWPOCALYPSE. It was 32 degrees Ferret Height at noon.
Creamy chicken and broccoli soup maybe. Not sure how the Lean Cuisine meals figred in.
I graduated in 1989.
< jumps repeatedly on lawns >
Well, vets are multi species qualified…
Etaoin shrdlu!
Every work fridge I’ve had looked like it was dug out of a crater after the Battle of Stalingrad.
Butter and cinnamon and maybe a tetch of brown sugar on my sweet taties.
It is still cold here and snow flurry ing. Spent time at the barn yesterday and despite wearing gloves, my fingers were red with cold. Thank goodness for heated steering wheels.
susan - I kinda figured that. Are there any fabric mills left in the US??
No matter - I found and ordered some that looks to be what I need at about half the price of Sunbrella. We’ll find out in 7-10 business days.
I just did some painting for FCD - second coat will go on in the morning. I had to walk out to the shop to clean the brush - no falls, but very slow progress. I was careful to step in existing footprints, and while some were slippery, I had a boat hook to steady myself - pointy end down, of course.
The pellet stove in the shop is dead, but a quick look at a troubleshooting guide points to a fuse. Hope so - we can’t afford to replace it at the moment.
Anyway, done for the day. Time to crochet - I’ll finish this last blanket then run them all in a quick wash, since a certain canine drooled on some of them. Jessica will come by next week to pick them up. On to my recliner!!!
Nothing exciting happening up here. Weather remains soggy Mordor, or what Boofae’s app said.
The closest I got to a thrill this evening was a delivery driver almost attempting to deliver someone else’s food to me again (he realised it was wrong at the door). This happens all the time here, cos some reverse genius planning this suburb decided to start all the street names with the same 3 letters, with many duplicate first words then added a weird mix of ‘Street’, 'Terrace’, ‘Place’, Road’ and other more unusual endings. It does make my street name unique, but it also means everyone gets confused and lost, especially as many of the roads look really similar.
I’m supposed to be going ice skating tomorrow with a few others- in an indoor rink, cos it’s above freezing- which I haven’t done since I was a very small child. I was awful at it then. I expect injuries.
I meant to say that I asked for one of these for the holiday, and it’s wonderful! I can make an egg sandwich easily, especially the part where the egg isn’t running all over to make a huge blob.
Howdy Y’all! I did my duty plus remembered to get the fireplace matches and lighters that I have been meanin’ to get for two months. This necessitated a trip to WallyWorld on my way to the church house. I also got involved in a conversation with one of my favorite people whilst at the church house. OYKW was in and out of his appointment pretty quickly. He texted me to see if he needed to go get the foodstuffs and I told him I would since I was still doin’ stuff and would be at it for a while. So I picked up stoner food on my way back and we et. Nappage and day drinkin’ then ensued. Now it’s time for All Creatures Great and Small and cake.
Got my most recent bagel shipment from New Yorker Bagels today. All pumpernickel this time. I also ordered replacement jelly/seedless jams from Trappist: seedless raspberry, boysenberry, peach, orange marmalade and strawberry-rhubarb. Leftover Indian food for dinner this evening.
I just bought a poached egg pan not long ago myself. Works very well, although I prefer a fried egg on my breakfast sandwich. I just fold the excess white over the yolk and it’s all good.
I went mayhem on our work fridge today. There was yoghurt that expired in 2024. The only thing left is some hot sauces and soy sauce (mine) a couple of miller lights? and some bottled water.
My ball machine is ever so slowly improving. I got a lovely clear cover for the return ramp, which will eventually become a plinko table that represents various way the body delays/repels infections. I admit the whole concept is kinda removed from the reality of germs getting into the body, but hey, flying ping pong balls and plinko. Yeah, I got a weird job.
I just had the most wonderful customer service chat with Duluth Trading. I got some shoes from the back in Sept, and the soles have de-laminated. So I called them up and they are sending a new pair and I just need to pack the shoddy ones up and send them back. The nice lady on the phone had dogs woofing in the background, while Ms Peach was flomping around with the stuffed orca here. (Now un-stuffed orca.)
shoe A-holes gotta a-hole.
FCM Careful out there on the ice. I bit it the other day in my driveway, which is completely flat. I didn’t have my penguin waddle down properly. Fortunately I landed on my lunch bag, only thing injured was a box of granola bars.
Can’t remember mine, but I do remember a high-school friend’s, and – from writing it on letters I sent him while he was in the Army – his SSN. (Yes, folks, back in the '70s the SSN was indeed part of military addresses.)
Ditto. For me a ten-minute shower is a fast one – no more submarine showers!
Ditto, In my experience the average cat is a far nicer person than the average human. So are guinea pigs.
Your job sounds much too exciting for me.
Dropped out of high school in March(?) of '72. Did take a couple of comm college bookkeeping classes in '85, though.
Kind of amazed by all you Poles with strong (and presumably recent) ties to the old country. My mother was Scots, Irish, English, Welsh and Dutch, and I’m pretty sure they were all in America by 1800, her mother was a DAR member. (At least one Dutch ancestor was in Nieuw Amsterdam in the 1600s.) My dad’s family were German – Hessian and Alsatian – and the last of them came over around 1870.
My paternal grandparents and maternal great-grandparents emigrated from Poland in the early 1900s. One of my cousins went to the village our paternal grandfather came from and tracked down a bunch of our cousins.
So I was wrong. I thought I had grabbed the snowflake project, but it was the star instead.
I don’t know if you can see it, but there are six different whites in involved. I certainly couldn’t have done this before my cataract surgery.
Taters, I’ve never heard of them doing the surgery on both eyes at the same time, but if that is the case…I am very jealous.
And they don’t backstab you. If they are mad, they will stare you right in the eye while yeeting your favorite vase off the shelf.
Even better, its a job you enjoy and treats you well. That sort of thing doesn’t happen very often anymore.
Bundle up in plenty of wool and fleece. It will help pad you when you fall over.
I graduated high school in 1974 and didn’t get my Masters until 1987 because I was also working full time. I’m sure glad I didn’t end up in debt, getting my MLS was an expensive waste of time.
I saw a school bus yesterday, but it didn’t stop so maybe it wasn’t full. We did get mail today and a sub UPS driver “hid” our packages by the back door instead of on the front porch. I think he was afraid of driving on the ice because he took a few more boxes and walked down the street instead of driving.
Today was filled with sloth. Not only was it too cold to go out, a general strike was called over ICE so no money was spent either. Currently I’m doing the set up for another piece by Kathy Rees. Part of the prep work is to find the center of the canvas and my eyes are so used to looking at canvas that I can almost always find the center by eye, like I just did. (Yes I always measure just to be sure, trust but verify!)
I like this piece! This is our second place where we’ve made the walls a warmer white and the ceiling a cooler one. The painters always say you can’t tell the difference, but I have my mother’s eye for color and I sure can.
We’ve spent the day in other than Topaz’s rabies shot. No money spent.
Yet another one with recent Polish ancestry. My granddad and his parents immigrated when he was 2. What’s funny, they were ethnically Poles, but, depending upon who won what war, sometimes where they were from was in Ukraine or Russia. With the exception of BabySis, none of us married Polish. BIL’s parents immigrated, along with two of his sisters, to Toronto from Ukraine (again, ethnically Polish) in the fifties.
Oh hell yeah. They’re baked and shipped (2-day) same day. You can smell them when you pick up the box. Heavy plastic bags that helps protect damage from freezer burn. And they’re huge. I ordered from Zabar once; never again. Same for Katz’s Deli.
WallyWorld
A-holes gotta a-hole.