As with others, I have questions …
Sometimes, life iz gud.
We’re here, with all our foibles and quirks.
(I’m sitting alone, too.)
That’s not even a band name. That’s the name for some group of high school sophomores who think they have a band.
Now, that’s an opening band name.
Not the main show, but they can be on the poster.
B-b-but Dozer, Fish says I’m a virtuo…virtual…virginal…dope air guitar player. How much harder can it be?
A very drunk group of people left a little while ago, shouting and playing the same song that was on an endless loop next door. I hope they don’t cause any accidents. It’s blissfully quiet except for the soothing sound of Niagara Falls outside.
Hey, speaking of Niagara Falls, did anybody’s mom use spray starch? Mine didn’t. I don’t know why. I guess Dad didn’t like starched shirts? He always looked courtroom-ready, but I think I was oblivious to such details as starch…except for nun’s collars and wimples and such.
I’ll bring over my cane, too!
Seriously, major hugs to you. What a lousy way to spend Christmas. Actually reminding me of a Christmas Eve with my equally stubborn father a year or two after we moved down here. He decided to come down for Christmas Eve even though he had been having chest pains for an hour or so. Once he got down here they apparently got worse. Then he decided - which was a theme - that he only trusted the doctors in Akron (a mere hour away) and proceeded to drive himself up there. That was near the beginning of our issues before the big drama including homelessness began. Before that, though, he was truly my twin separated at birth and my favorite person in the world.
Believe it or not, on some level I believe that he did all that shitty stuff in part for my benefit. If we had been as close when he died as we were for most of his 73 years, I would have been beyond devastated when he passed. As it is, my heart still hurts, but not quite at the same level. Writing that makes it all seem somehow trite. It is, of course, not trite, but I’m not sure how to put it in words otherwise now. And perhaps it’s the only way I can process things without truly falling apart.
Hugs to you. I hope you are finished cleaning out your shop soon so that you can get the chance to start anew. (Nostalgia morning here). Kind of reminds me of when I was catering and had to close my catering kitchen. It was very difficult to do, in summary.
My mom actually sent me a wiseass text last night about she didn’t think that she was supposed to be eating ham on the first day of Hanukkah. It was a very good ham, though!
Hugs to you and all your assorted critters!
Well, it’s 5:23 in the morning and I’ve been up since MusicMan’s alarm went off. JtC, you’d be so proud - after getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and having a stabbing pain in the outside of my ankle that I wear the brace on (instead of the inside) and barely able to walk, I asked for help!! I asked MusicMan to help me walk down the stairs before he went to work. Fortunately my ankle is a little better now and I didn’t fall down the stairs and take him with me!
Speaking of MusicMan, his boys are still here asleep in the living room and my Potter Pod. I’m glad they came because it was a good distraction from what happened with the keyboard. And, Oopsie, I don’t know what’s going to happen with it. I’m not sure if it could be repaired, and I don’t know how many years old it was, but a new one would be around $5000 which is definitely not in our budget right now. He is friends with the salesperson at the music store where he bought it, but I doubt that his buddy has enough power to give as much of a discount as would be necessary to buy a new one. We shall see.
Annie and I are currently sitting at the kitchen table. I think we’ll take some time to find something to eat. I’m supposed to go to physical therapy for my knee but a)I haven’t done my exercises, b)with my ankle hurting I am unsure, c)I don’t wanna!
I hope everyone has a good day.
I am sorry you are going through this.
Late BIL was also Type2, and while he did go to the Dr, he never listened to what he was supposed to do, ate whatever he wanted, didn’t exercise, then “all of a sudden” he was on dialysis, then dead at 65. Heaven preserve us from the stubborn.
{{{JtC}}} - the comment about the stubborn applies to your situation also. OMG!
And {{{VanGo}}} - hope 2025 is better for you.
I was spared that yesterday. My youngest sis took the leftover deviled eggs and I declined my brother’s offer of anything else, not that we could have fit anything else in the car.
Mom didn’t, but I did on certain uniform items. Oh, how I hated that!
Well, like a fool, I stepped on the scale this morning. Between a couple of months of stress eating and the overloading that goes with holidays, I regained 25#! 
Needless to say, my next trip to the grocery store will include lots of fruits and veggies. And the treadmill and bike will be pressed into service again. No wonder my jeans were snug, dammit.
SIL will drop the kids off between 8:30 and 9. I’ll need to get the basement fireplace de-ashed, then lay a new fire so I can take the chill out of the air. The kids will each be bringing one of their presents to play with - here’s hoping they’ll be amused till it’s time to go see the doll and train exhibit. Then we’ll go to their house till Daughter gets off work. Conveniently, her neighborhood is right across the street from Aldi. I need to make a list and remember to take it.
My mom gave us a check that will cover most of our trek to Ocean City next month and my sister who usually give dollar store stuff gave everyone personalized mouse pads - ours has photos of our grands. They’re very nice, even tho we don’t use mouse pads - I’ll set mine in the presently empty space on my desk - maybe it’ll keep me from spreading my detritus around! My other sister has a neighbor who makes specialized gnomes - we got one with a sailing theme - really cute! He’ll go on the boat.
And my brother and one sister gave my grandspawn Great Wolf gift cards, so most of the cost to go there will be covered. The family will have a nice weekend away and we’ll have Trevor while they’re gone. Not sure when, but probably not to far off.
I was all excited that we have several mild days coming up, till I saw that it’s supposed to rain for something like 4 days in a row. We need the rain, but I also need to do some yard work. Oh well…
It’s nearly 7 - giving me an hour before I need to shower and dress and attack the basement fireplace. Surfage continues.
Happy Thursday!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 46 Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 59 and cloudy. Looks like it rained some overnight. Today shall be a day of high RDOS inactivities. This is both our wont and desire. Emptyin’ the dishwasher will be the most productive thing that happens. We have leftovers to sup upon.
JtC glad hubs is home. Try not to murderize him too bad when this is all over.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
I have decided to go to the dr. My stomach is a problem. I’ve had jello the past 2 days.
Good morning everyone.
JtC, Jesus. I’m glad your husband is okay and that the stent is scheduled. However, I’d handcuff his ass to the bed.
It’s 49F and raining. The rain will continue all morning, and at times, it’ll be heavy. However, the rain tapers off to showers in the afternoon, and our high temperature is expected to be around 51F.
@nelliebly , it was definitely soggy here yesterday, but I never saw any big winds or torrential downpours. I’m sorry you had jerkface neighbors who were playing their music way too loud. I can relate to how annoying, loud, thumping music can grate on your nerves and destroy peace.
VanGo, we’re all here for you. I hope things start looking up for you soonest.
Sticky, I’m sorry to read about the keyboard.
My mom had a can of spray starch, and I remember using it. I can still smell that stuff when I think about ironing.
Christmas Day was both busy and primarily peaceful. There were multiple dog wrestling sessions, but they were completely tuckered out by 7:30, lol! The prime rib roast, mashed taters, mushroom gravy, and spareguts were delicious, and I have far too much food left over. My son will be going home with a good-sized portion of the roast. My son and husband both liked their gifts, and I enjoyed mine. I received pictures of the kids with presents we had sent them and was told they were all a big hit.
I don’t have much on the agenda for today. Maybe some relaxation and final clean-up from last night’s dinner. My son was going to do the dishes, but he didn’t run the dishwasher and I noted a couple of dishes on the counter, so I’ll load them up and get that going.
I do need to pop onto my work computer because I forgot to send some information to someone last week, and they need it. Also, I need to update my timecard and submit a leave request for this coming Monday since the 24th was declared holiday time for federal workers, and I need to burn that leave.
Coppertone sounds like a good plan. Hope you feel better, soon!
This morning MusicMan said he thinks that the keyboard is still under warranty and that repairs would be covered. I hope he’s right!
My dumbass ankle is at it again. Normally I only use a cane in public, but I am using one now every step of the way because I’ve almost fallen twice without it when the stabbing kicks in. I am going to go to PT and see if they have any ideas and if that doesn’t work, I’ll go to the ortho urgent care.
And now for some more venting:
I don’t know if I’ve ever ranted about sleep apnea here before, but if I have, I’m gonna do it again! My late boyfriend was considerably overweight and had sleep apnea. He had a cpap machine that he refused to use. While I realize that there are many other factors involved in his passing, I can’t help but think that possibly if he’d have used his cpap that he might still be with us today. I know it’s not a cure-all, but it certainly wouldn’t have hurt him to use it. Also, part of my dad’s nonsense was absolute refusal to use his cpap and then Bipap when told, point blank, to use them or else have MAJOR issues if he didn’t. I remember being at the the ER with him when his oxygen level was so low that I seriously thought that would be the last I ever saw from him. In his case, at least a 50% improvement would have been made if he’d used it. Like I’ve said, this was part of an ongoing theme with him. I can’t quite remember, but I believe that non-compliance was one of the major reasons that he no longer lived at my house. I mean, I loved him, dammit. I wanted him to be healthy.
Now, all that being said, I realize that I am significantly overweight and there are things that I could do to get better. I am working on it but I’m obviously not perfect. However, wearing a cpap is a pretty easy measure to take to feel a whole lot better. Yes, it takes some getting used to, but it can make you feel better and it can even save your life. And the reason that I am preaching is because for the last 4 1/2 hours I have been sitting here listening to my stepson snoring heavily in the living room. Again. Every damn time he’s here. My understanding is that he’s been tested and chooses not to use a cpap. This really upsets me. I don’t want to start a feud with anyone, but I really wish that he would do this thing for himself.
Rant over…
Simply shocking!
I don’t understand why some people refuse to take the advice of those who know. Denial of mortality maybe? Or, as FCD often says. “I’m not a wimp!” OMG - What do you do with that?? Especially knowing if the roles were reversed…
Just a bit ago, I was moving the car seats from the Santa Fe to my car. In a door pocket, I found a small plastic bag, holding a pair of MIL’s panties, 2 uncontinence pads, and an open, dried out pack of wet wipes. I expect I’ll be finding the pads for years to come - they’ve turned up in random cabinet drawers, random end tables, her purse, and now the car. I guess she didn’t want to be caught without. Except why were they stashed around the house? That made no sense. Anyway, the bag and its contents have been dispatched.
SIL just got here. Off I go!!
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s currently 8c/46f with no predicted change, and mostly cloudy. Weather app has a strong opinion on that - “It’s fucking cloudy outside and I don’t fucking like it.” It is cloudy, no doubt about that, also damp and foggy too.
It seems by far the most sensible way to go - kids will outgrow stuff so quickly, it’s not worth spending a fortune on clothes that won’t last them more than a few months, and then they can go back to the thrift store again, or get passed on to someone else in the family.
That is such a great line to read! I’m so glad you had an enjoyable day, despite having to avoid the ex 
Taters I saw your pic on farcebook, Buster is a very handsome chap!
A very wise body, and you’re wise enough to listen. I hope Annie enjoyed some snuggles with you.
I think that some people (not mumpers, of course!) need to be reminded that there are people working over holiday periods because they have to, not because they want to. Those people deserve a little extra just because they’re helping to make someone else’s holiday day better
Poor MusicMan, he must be devastated over that. I do hope he can find someone who could repair it for him, instruments mean so much to a musician.
The answer to everything is always a cup of tea!
That must have been a scary experience for you, never mind for him. I hope he’s suitably penitent when he comes home, especially since he has crossed the fuzzbutts…
VanGo I’m sorry your Christmas wasn’t the one you hoped for. You’ve had a tough year and have been through such a lot already 
We had a quiet day yesterday, watched a couple of films and I made a roast turkey dinner for us. We have leftovers for today but not a massive amount because I only bought a turkey crown instead of the whole bird.
No plans for today either, lunch will be foraged from the fridge and we’ll probably heat up leftover turkey for dinner with some potatoes and veggies. Unlike Mooooom, I am not brave enough to go anywhere near scales at the moment so I’ll be putting that off until next year!
What is a turkey crown? Obviously not headwear, since you dined on it.
The kids are here and I’m in the basement hoping they’ll entertain each other. The fire is warming the space and I have my tablet to entertain me. Good times!
Ha! I was thinking the same thing.
At drs. Testing for covid and flu. I did not know you could get an anti viral for flu.
Eta- negative for both!
So why do I feel so awful?
Here’s an update [edited for length]:
High Wind Warning
Until Thu 1:00 pm PSTIssued By
Seattle/Tacoma - WA, US, National Weather ServiceAffected Area
Admiralty Inlet Area, San Juan County, Western Skagit County, and Western Whatcom CountyDescription
…HIGH WIND WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 1 PM PST THIS AFTERNOON… WHAT…South winds 25 to 35 mph with gusts up to 60 mph. WHERE…Admiralty Inlet Area, San Juan County, Western Skagit County, and Western Whatcom County. WHEN…Until 1 PM PST this afternoon. IMPACTS…Damaging winds will blow down trees and power lines. Widespread power outages are expected. Travel will be difficult, especially for high profile vehicles.
There’s also a gale warning until 22:00, but it seems to be for down around the Admiralty Inlet.
The news is on, and it sounds like the highest winds will be well south of here, like in the Seattle area. The future forecast guessed that the winds up here will peak at only 26 mph.
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Today started with a police chase and manhunt on my block: when I was in the bathroom (right after waking up) I heard the sirens from at least two cars going past the house, then as I passed a window I saw a marked car with lights but no siren driving somewhat slowly up the street, then the police helicopter arrived while I was out back with Bailey. It flew very low, in tight circles, for about 30 min. I don’t fuss with Nextdoor, but when I logged onto Facebook someone in my neighborhood’s group had posted a picture: the chase had ended across the street from his house. The helicopter’s gone now; hopefully they got everyone! I hear fire and rescue sirens on my block about once a month – I think one of my neighbors might have a health condition, or something – but it was quite unusual to hear police sirens. I even said out loud to Bailey, “Hey, those are cops!”
In other news, I’m feeling worse today: more congested, and coughing more. 
I’m so grateful that my symptoms waited until today to worsen, though, and that I was able to meet my dad and bro for dinner yesterday – and was able to breathe through my nose! Heh! I didn’t sleep well, due to coughing. I was supposed to take my car to the shop this afternoon to get new wiper blades and a state inspection, but I cancelled the appointment. The wipers can wait, and I have until Wednesday to get the inspection done; I’ll go to a random inspection place on Monday or Tuesday (I could probably even go on Thursday without being pulled over). I’m supposed to meet a group of old friends for our annual dinner in MD tomorrow night: I’m hoping that if I just take it easy today – and, hopefully, sleep better tonight – I’ll feel at least as good as I did yesterday. 
One of my friends lives in Hawaii with her husband, so I only get to see them once a year when they come back to the mainland for Christmas.
I just got an email from my credit union, congratulating me on my 35-year anniversary with them (I opened my account when I turned 18). I’ve never gotten any kind of anniversary message from them before. Kind of weird, but I guess it’s nice to be appreciated…?
I never did get around to screening Lethal Weapon last night – I wound up just binge-watching most of S1 of Elementary – so that’s still a possibility for today. I did start taking Lego holiday sets apart and bagging them for reassembly next year, and will do the last three today. I might also start putting all of the Swarovski holiday crystals away: there are 16 snowflakes to put back in their boxes, plus 23 advent calendar items to put back behind their doors (2 items will move to my curio cabinet for display year-round). Lego sets and crystals are 90% of my inside holiday decor – the other 10% is my ornament tree and a few knickknacks – so once they’re done it won’t take long to finish undecorating. I’ll probably leave the outside lights up for a few more days.
I’m not very hungry but I know I need to eat, so I’m trying to decide whether something in the house will suffice for lunch or if I want to DoorDash a burger and onion rings from the joint across the street. Or pizza, because that would also give me dinner. Maybe I’ll get the burger for lunch and get a pizza later. 
I had no idea that existed! I was truly confused by your post for a moment. 
That’s how you do it!
The parkway bugs me: I feel like people drive sooooo slooooow. But I also feel that way about parts of 695. Maybe it’s just the MD drivers. 
Very nice!
It has nothing to do with your appearance or personality: you’re The Father.
You mean there wasn’t a Red Ryder BB gun behind any of the doors? I would have been so disappointed!
Did she like the fleece-lined sweatshirt you got her?
(I remember it because when you posted the link, I bought one for myself. 
)
Nice!
I’ll add to the " 
-but-also-
" sentiment that others have expressed. I hope he’s feeling better today, and gets treatment soon!
It totally makes sense.
I will be quite happy to not have to run humidifiers all day…heh.
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She did!
Do you like yours?
(I didn’t notice that it didn’t have pockets.)
I do! It’s thicker than I expected, so I’m glad I ordered a size up. It’s too warm for me to wear around the house, but I hate wearing a coat/jacket in the car and it’s perfect for running errands on cold days.
Funny you mention pockets: the last time I wore it, I found myself wishing it had them! It’s hard to find sweatshirts with pockets that aren’t hoodies, though, and I don’t like wearing hoodies. So I’m alright with just remembering to wear gloves with it. 
The saga continued. Just before midnight, I was drifting off when I heard a lot of yelling and prolonged commotion on the stairs. I went to the peephole. Seven young people and an older women went into the apartment carrying a case of beer. These were not the same group who left at 10 p.m. Aaaand the loud, pounding music started again. It was still going when, around 1 a.m., I again put a pillow over my head and went to sleep. I dreamed about talking to the manager.
They’re not in yet. I’ll check a little later. Meanwhile I’m fantasizing about blasting “Baby Shark” towards the neighbors, as I’m sure there are some hungover people there. And I used to be nice.
I’m going to have to take the bus instead of walking downtown to the bus terminal. The wind is blowing too hard for an umbrella to be useful. When I get back I have phone calls to make.
coppertone, I hope you find out what’s going on with your poor tummy.
JtC, I hope you Bad Boy rests today.
Do they make buttcuffs?
Oopsie, I hope you’re feeling better. Resting might help.
It goes beyond cannibalism to faulty presentation. I hope there was at least a baby arugula garnish.
BooFae, why do you people call arugula “rocket”? Never mind, I just looked it up. Turns out we’re both anglicizing the French or Italian. Like that’s never happened before.
Agreed!
Sticky, glad the keyboard may still be under warranty.
Flyboy, sorry you’re getting slammed with our bad weather