She seems somewhat confused, in general. She thought she had turned on the AC, no realizing that it’s not available at this time of year.
Sounds like worth trying, that would at least cut any potential losses if I kept only a tanks worth of gas balance in it. I’ll ask at the bank when I’m dealing with the next piece of the compromised bank card do-si-do. Thanks for the idea.
I feel lucky I figured that out early in my nursing career and carefully avoided managerial and nursing leadership positions. I loved nursing, managing people doing nursing? Not so much.
Well, the kitchen is well-lighted again, Mr. Handyman, Inc. got a guy out here about 1pm and he made it work, but by the time he finished and the dishwasher had concluded it’s run, it was too late (IMHO) to make it to the gym and then get back for soccer practice, so if I do make it to pedaling it’ll be tonight. Dinner is still a question mark, even thinking about having pancakes and bacon again because that’s a good meal anytime (again, IMHO). But probably will have something non-breakfasty, just leave it to my foraging skills.
BBBoo, sorry there is no good solution to your knee problems, I hope things do work out. And I have a similar thermostat, need to check and set it whenever the weather changes, albeit for the last week or so I’ve had turned off and never felt a need to turn it on…but that time is coming… And these are LED tubes now, hopefully they’ll last for at least 4-5 years when I’ll be looking to move.
Flyboy, sounds like a nice trip, even if some places are closed already. Hope the knees aren’t aching to badly.
wet one, hope you and Ursula survive your individual trials.
My God, you’ve described me most mornings; getting out of my PJ’s can take 4 minutes or 4 hours, depending on my schedule.
And it’s 3pm, the doldrums of the day, to late to start doing anything since I need to coach soccer and to early to eat. May watch a little TV. Catch up with you tonight.
No worse than usual.
Here’s some information about the trail:
I googled the trail with ‘difficulty’, and it’s reported to be ‘easy’. But I saw these on Tripadvisor:
For most people I would say this is an easy 1.5 mile trail. But if you’re like me with knee problems, it is a little difficult.
I think about 1.5 miles? It’s not super steep, but would be difficult form someone who cannot walk over bumpy terrain…and it is uphill on the return trip.
I saw plenty of elderly people using the trail. They were taking their time and appeared fine
I wouldn’t consider it favourable for anyone with any incapacitating disabilities but this is subjective as I’m sure many would see it as a worthwhile challenge.
Yes, it is difficult when you have trouble with stairs. I do better with inclines than with steps… and there were a lot of steps. For me, going down was hard. It was easier for me to go back up. My wife had little problem with it. Anyway, I’ll be damned if I’m not going to try! And I did make it.
Another day at the high school. I made the mistake of trying to leave at 3:45, which is evidently pick-up time. I couldn’t even back out of my parking spot for 15 minutes. What with construction going on in various parts of the campus, the powers that be decided the best place to put the dumpster for the whole school is in the theater’s loading zone. With brand new “NO PARKING” signs. So now I have to park where the hoi polloi park and must time my exit appropriately.
Back to building a boat in my own shop next week. Aside from a planned pilfering of a projector from one school to another.
I think you and I have similar hair situations, not much on top, but a beard that varies in length? I use Dr Bronner’s peppermint. The little bottle lasts me 6+months.
I’m delighted to report that my books actually arrived. Only 2 of 20 are damaged; they’ll be refunded. Amazon book packaging is getting ever-worse. Oh, well, another trip to Whole Foods’ Amazon drop-off counter, but not today, because I’ve already been there to return a damaged book today.
In other news, the wasabi peas I brought back from Japan are tasty and delicate.
Howdy Y’all! We et, napped, day drank and were world class RDOS today. I think it’s time for Netflix, chill, and popcorn.
BooFae sorry the plans fell through and for the ick commute.
shoe that order sounds like no fun at all, but y’all will handle it like pros I am sure.
MetalMouse I have the same overhead light in my kitchen, so BTDT with all the necessary cussin’. Sometimes payin’ an expert to do the job is the smart way to go. Save the cuss words for later use.
BBBoo hope you get the fraud stuff sorted out soonest. I would not be a help with a garlic butter recipe as I do what you do.
After looking at a few recipes to get measurements, I used half a stick of butter, half a teaspoon of minced (jar) garlic, 1/8 tsp of garlic powder, a few shakes of parsley, and a few shakes of onion powder. It was pretty good.
After supper, I had a scare, I was drying my hands and noticed my wedding band was gone. Both FCD and I stuck our hands into the disposal, to no avail. Then I stepped back and saw it on the floor. It must have fallen on the mat, muffling the sound, then rolled away from the sink. It wouldn’t have been a sentimental or much of a financial loss - it’s my 3rd ring and it only cost about $100, but I didn’t want to have to replace it, so yay. I still have my second ring, but it won’t fit over my arthritic knuckle, dammit.
Supper was good, dishwasher is washing. When it’s done, I’m going to dump baking soda and vinegar into the disposer - it was icky in there. That’s the big excitement here. So far, anyway.
BBBooo, the gas station has to help people pump gas. There should be a notice on the side of the pump.Check that out before winter.
Sighs. My imagination was much more entertaining. I was imagining people in the back seat holding fish in both hands and having slap fights. WhapWhapWhapWhap.
Your version was funny too!
It took a bit of tugging to get hubs out of his chair but he seemed to be enjoying himself once we started driving. He even picked some pretty leaves for me 
The main reason I didn’t come back with tons of pics is because the roads thisaway are narrow and don’t have shoulders or turn outs so there is nowhere to stop and take pics. When you are able to stop somewhere close enough to get leaves, you can’t take pics because you are standing next to or even in the forest.
Here’s the view from the gym parking lot.
The colors were much more vibrant up north.
I hate it when I do that. Things in AZ didn’t start to smell musty for a whole day, things here in WV start smelling musty in a couple of hours.
If it didn’t smell musty when you pulled everything out, you are probably fine.
Does the up-charge for the extra ingredients make a plain cheese plus more expensive than the #12 Chicken and Garlic Pizza on the menu? Cause that would be sweet.
I do hope you were able to get out for a while, soaking in the natural beauty is good for the soul.
Yup. I was wondering how many wings they were going to order to complete the order.
Oh it does, it really does. We will probably go again in a couple of weeks, we are RDOS and have plenty of time
Always look at the bright side!
I try to keep track, but how did he end up in the hospital in the first place? I have been looking back and can’t find anything but that probably my lack of skillz more than your lack of communication.
What a horrible PITA. Scammers suck. I’m sorry this happened to you.
Harry brought over his proto-type SFS nesting box. He put a game cam on the ceiling and gave me the access code so I can look in too. We discussed putting a black light in the box, but he was concerned that it would bother their sleep. More thinkin’ is going to happen.
He let it drop that the Mrs was under the weather and he was going to go to the sto and get her some ginger cookies to cheer her up. I’ll be making ginger snaps for her tomorrow, I like them and its the perfect weather for them, feeling poorly or not.
The planter box is very cute!
Oh, absolutely. She knows she’s the one in charge. I’m a little of a bother because I’m too stubborn, but she has her own water glass on Hub’s desk and he’s forgotten that she has usable legs so he carries her everywhere.
OT means more money for cat treats!
Welcome back, I was wondering how things were going with your and the boy.
I can’t sleep on sheets that have been washed with scented products. I get a whole body itch and the first time I blamed my skin care products and I ended up with skin peeling before I figured it out. No scented products come into our home anymore because even his beard conditioner was setting off my allergies. Sucks.
Oh, that poor woman. Thank you for being her hero of the week. I’ll bet doggy is much happier now as well.
I’m very sad about the news. No advice, just much sympathy.
It sounds like you have been having a great time. I hope the cats forgive you quickly!
Dang about the arm owie, but serious DANG about Ursala. That sucks.
That is a great idea!
Hurray!
I miss real wasabi peas.
My first ring was a Renn Faire silver band and the weld started cracking after about ten years of constant wear. I still have it, it’s tucked in the back of my jewelry box.
My current ring has lab grown diamond chips cunningly arraigned to look like a larger stone in a white gold setting. I picked it because it was pretty but also practical for my life style. I think it was around 600, I know it was less expensive than my first Razr.
When it stopped fitting over my knuckle, I was far too lazy to go ring shopping again, so I had it resized. They also buffed out decades of scratches and wear and gave it a good cleaning so it looked all pretty and new again
Maybe a year later, I had to get an MRI and forgot to take my ring off before going into the room with the machine. The tech pointed it out while explaining the reason I couldn’t wear it and started grabbing things from a desk drawer. When I slipped it off my finger, she looked surprised and asked if I was a newly wed because most women my age couldn’t get their wedding rings off anymore. (she had lotion and dental floss ready to help if needed)
So at least I was able to go into that noisy machine with a smile on my face.
Today’s swimming was different. When I got to the pool, someone was in the lap lane by the wall. That’s the one with the steps so I got into the shallow end (I don’t just jump in, sometimes the water is much colder than other times) on the other side of the pool.
The young lady in the lane was standing in the corner and doing her best to empty the pool by using both arms to splash water on the floor. When she heard me splash while swimming under a lane rope, she stopped trying to empty the pool and started swimming.
Maybe there was a spider on the floor?
After that, I went into town to vote. Logan has one way streets and (usually) metered parallel parking on the left sides. All of the parking spots where my GPS told me to go had signs saying they were reserved for early voters and I saw a line of people outside the court building.
I took my place at the end of the line while being quietly pleased that so many people were voting so early. Well…not really. I was with the juries who were returning from lunch, voting was across the street. No line and I was escorted straight to a machine by very nice volunteers who said they would indeed take treats anytime they were offered.
I thought that I deserved a treat after being such a civic minded person as to overcome the embarrassment at being kicked out of the jury room to be able to vote, so I went to the bakery down the road.
The nice volunteers got some pepperoni rolls and some pepperoni and cheese rolls. I got a cannoli and Hubs got a potato and peanut butter pinwheel. We both have turnovers for the morning.
Hubs always votes the day of the election, so I’ll be sure he has something to bring when he goes in. Donut holes and baby carrots probably. Those are good snacking foods that don’t need to be kept cold.
Another threatened suicide. He called MIL, then she called back and he wouldn’t answer, so FCD called 911 and they took him to the hospital. I didn’t mention it because I figured everyone was getting tired of my dysfunctional family drama.
I did 40 minutes on the bike today, tho the last 10 were low speed and reduced friction. It still counts as cool-down! I was watching a documentary on Netflix about Neanderthals - really interesting - and it was narrated by Sir Patrick Stewart. FCD started getting worried because I was downstairs so long, but the show had 10 more minutes to go!
Now it’s time for some more crocheting, then tomorrow I need to get ready for the grands, plus it’s laundry day. So I have that to look forward to. yay.
Thank you, I was getting pretty confused.
I care. I’m sure I’m not the only one who does. Was it when you asked that question about suicide calls? Cause I was pretty sure BIL was involved.
I am a slow swimmer and I have horrible form. I don’t really care about swimming faster or getting all of my skills back. I figure that just keeping my head above six feet of water for an hour has to be good for my health.
There are deer in our back yard atm. I could hear GG yammering at them. I have NO idea why they want to jump over our fence to eat our grass when Harry keeps the gully weed free. Not like our lawn which is just whatever grows cut short.
Yay!
Good to see you back wordy!
Moooooom, if you want to get fancy and absolutely yummilicious, roast a whole head of garlic (snip off the top, drizzle with olive oil, wrap in foil and roast at 425F for ~25 minutes), when it’s done and cool enough to handle, squeeze the yumminess into a bowl. Mix it with a TBSP of dried parsley and a stick of softened butter, then roll it into a log per boo’s instructions.
I agree. Green Dot Visa, available just about anywhere that sells gift cards is a good one. I actually keep one for online purchases.
Yay again!
Irked, got everything ready for the cycle count tomorrow night, came home, dogparked (Darla, the sweet, energetic, small poodle, Jack, the football shaped chiweenie, Sweetums and Bandit were there to keep Nelson running), then went for a stoner supper. Just internettin’ since then.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
I’m entertaining myself by reading an exhibition catalogue about Philipp Franz Balthasar von Siebold’s work in Dejima, the artificial Dutch trading island in Nagasaki. You may know it from David Mitchell’s The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet.
The catalogue focuses on three illustrated books. It is in Japanese, so I’m reading it block by block using Google Translate, which is quite good. I may dig out a bilingual haiku book next and try this strategy. I’m already considering how to set up a stand for my iPad under which I can move a book around to read it.
And here’s the late report from Casa Rat. Soccer has been practiced, dinner was not pancakes and I did make it to the gym for some late-evening sweating. Now typing this as I watch Thursday Night Tackleball on Amazon Prime.
flyboy, I’ve been using the treadmill more and more at the gym, and I find that it seems to help my moving around, especially on the soccer field, than swimming or biking does. Like you, I prefer inclines to steps, especially on hiking trails where it’s usually a log that makes up the step/riser.
VanGo, any school at let-out time is not where you want to be. And happy Gibbs time!
Add me to that group too. I use Dial 3-in-1 for body and hair.
Lily, enjoy your reading.
Wilco. Added some more reserved cussing after coaching 10 8-year olds for an hour…
FCM, glad you recovered the Ring, or you might have had to go on a quest…And like you and FCD I do worry about what will happen there when MIL finally passes.
JtC, lovely picture. Down here, it’s a race between the colors changing and the leaves ending up on the ground.
Pretty much describes me; I only do the backstroke because I forgot all the rest and I tend to do that like a helicopter in the air; I beat the water into submission…
Maybe they heard about the ginger snaps…
And the tackleball game is over, it’s nearing 10:30pm, and I have mowage to accomplish tomorrow, so off to bed I go. Catch y’all tomorrow.
I went out to The Pour House to see The Tann and Sober Gentlemen. Now I’m home for the last period of the hockey game.
Indeed. Spot insists he cannot part with his inferior servant.
Maybe. 
Also, if there are 47 fruits listed on the label, it might happen.
Roomie is in almost the exact situation. {{{{sticky}}}}
Pretty Much. I grabbed a bottle of Pert+, that should do.
Well watching a sunfish fly at you. get sucked into the open driver’s window, and wedge itself between the aftermarket tach and the dashboard is hilarious, too.
For no reason in particular, I found Daughter’s ex on FB. It’s 14 years since the divorce and he’s no more responsible now than he was then, or in his second marriage, which also ended. On one hand, I’m sorry I didn’t try to talk Daughter out of marrying him. On the other hand, he’s the one who introduced her to SIL, without whom I wouldn’t have Roxy and Tobias. So I guess he was good for something.
Still awake at nearly midnight. Dammit. I had to get up and shower - guess I got ickier than I thought from my biking. But I’m feeling much better now.
I really need to sleep. Quit distracting me!
I haven’t heard a single sound from upstairs in a week. I really do think they’re gone. So they stayed less than a week, had no furniture, and looked like models and dressed like executives. I don’t get it. Any theories?
I went to my usual pharmacy today to get contact lens solution. The eye care aisle was almost completely empty. So were a few other aisles. I asked at the checkout and was told they’re “just coming out of a bankruptcy” but will have the shelves restocked in a few months. Months! This is a major national chain. Very sad.
I dreamed last night that I had to drive my daughter somewhere. (She was a child in the dream.) I was driving down the road when it suddenly turned into narrow rollercoaster tracks that soared to a great height. One twitch and you’d fall hundreds of feet. I hadn’t had a daughter-and-I-in-danger dream in a long time and thought I was past that. My mother used to say nightmares are beneficial because “They give your mind a good cleaning out.” Mine’s clean now!
I’ve only heard shots here once, and I think I’ve mentioned it here before. I t was 2 shots, pause, 6 shots. It turned out to be shots at the house across the street over a drug deal gone wrong. Two guys injured; both did jail time. One guy went on the lam. One injured guy is back living in that house. He’s a registered sex offender. Why was this never a plot on Leave It to Beaver?
Hippie, I hope you found both serenity and fish.
Taters, argh on having to work on what was supposed to be your day off.
Boo, when I got hacked, they said it’d take two weeks for a new card to arrive. I told them it was my only credit card, and they overnighted it to me. Of course, I didn’t live near a branch bank at that point…I hope the whole thing gets straightened out quickly.
Must have been swordfish on meth.
Me: Who’s Steve? Was it stubble or a full bearad?
OK, Steve purrs when he’s happy.
Well, that was understanding of him.
Glad it was…mind blowing?
I’m going to choose to believe this was literal and not 1950s slang.
I 
those GG and Jolene photos!
{{{{FCM, FCD, and MIL}}}}
It was one aggravation after another for the first 2/3 of the shift - as expected, backup-backup doesn’t enforce discipline or enable better communication very well - but after the early-outs left and it was just the grown-ass adults capable of self discipline, things went very smoothly.
That’s figurative, not literal, BTW. The sixteen-y-o was the best of that bunch, and she was just not havin’ it by the end of things either by the time she could go.
Plus, we were yet again pretty dead at the end of things, so grown-ass adults had a FAST close and we were outta there in less than 15 minutes.
The crew responsible for my blurred crabbiness can take up to, and once or twice OVER, an hour to finish closing, which is friggin’ ridiculous.
Oh! But I do have one (hopefully) entertaining story.
Got an online order, which means the customer picks out their own stuff and pays in advance themselves.
Meaning, they know what they’re getting into and how much it costs.
We see a ticket for a large deluxe (which is a four-topping, but we charge it as 3, that’s the house “special”) and added on is …
- double bacon
- double black olive
- double onion
- double garlic
- extra cheese
That’s a thirteen topping monstrosity.
Fucker was so heavy to lift, and it was a bitch to cook properly. (I didn’t do that part, we left it to a proper Oven Master.)
Out of curiosity, we “rang” in a dummy order, just to see what it cost.
$44.05
I made a fourty-four dollar pizza, y’all.
Hope they liked it.
I forgot about this, but @BippityBoppityBoo she is absolutely right. Imagine if you were in a wheelchair, for example.
There should be a button to push, to activate an intercom that lets you talk to whoever is inside. It might just give them a chime or buzz, to let them know you’re there … but no, you absolutely should not be dragging that oxygen tank through the snow and over ice.
I kinda was, too.
Aww. The Doe couple’s version of a bouquet of flowers!
Y’all tryin’ to kill me?
Prediction: future Jolene will still be tiny and have a petite little mew … but boy, is she gonna be fat!
Lemme know in a coupla years how I did. 
You are just … damn, you are almost too good for this world.
May I ask details? Specially, how did a potato get involved?
Naw. That’s why we’re here, to share whatever is going on!
“I did laundry.” “A relative threatened suicide.” “My toe hurts.” “There was a shooter nearby.” “Behold, my cat.” “They fucked up my doctor visit.” “I slept well.” “I slept like crap.” “I attempted laundry and even screwed that up.” “Scammers are scum.” “Recipe for garlic butter, plzandthx?” “Oh, we can BRING ALL the recipes, hold my beer fancy cocktail.”
… and that’s all just, what, the last coupla days? (Maybe not specifically the toe part, but I know there’s lotsa owies among Mumpers.)
Simple. They want variety.
If you’re gonna eat a salad, do you want JUST a bowl of iceberg?
Or do you wanna mix in some romaine, maybe butter lettuce, carrot slivers, all that good stuff?
I will gently quibble with the dried parsley - looks pretty, brings zero flavor; you’re better off adding either fresh parsley if you like the stuff, or some other fresh herb - but otherwise ^^ is abso-friggin-lutely delishush.
What is?
I know I’ve asked this before, but, well, stoner brain.
Fine. Keep your secrets to yourself.
I imagined a fruit-themed version of the interminable “shrimp bisque … lemon shrimp .. shrimp Creole …” scene with Bubba in Forrest Gump.
“Strawberries. Raspberries. Blackberries. Gooseberries…”
I can’t stop laughing.
Yup. Filming a porn shoot.
… you think I’m kidding?
It was genuinely good to work with Grumpy again, even if he was only cleared to come in for an hour and not lift anything over 5 lbs.
I even got a good chuckle outta him.
Mind he’s been off the roster a solid two weeks (three maybe?) so when he walked up, I gave him an utterly blank look and said, “Who the hell are YOU?”
Joke landed perfectly.
That crossed my mind, too, but I decided my imagination was probably in dire need of decaf again.