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Sitting at home trying to not shake my fist at the skies and mutter imprecations at the gods……IOW my wi-fi is out, since 11pm last night.

My fiber optic provider has been here for 90 minutes and called in reinforcements. Evidently somewhere between the connection box right outside my house and the master junction a block away, the majic fiber optic has failed. Even more reinforcements and vans have been called in-lots of eager younguns swarming my house and down the block, pulling replacement fiber optic cable through. They tell me it is much less boring than their other service calls-like a locked room mystery. Squirrel chew, tree root, frost heaves, gremlins, dragons, zombies, night walkers? [ok, the last 4 were my offerings]. It’s been a pleasant, easy customer service experience for me so far. Maybe looking like their grandma helps. I wish I had some fresh baked cookies to offer them.

No internet at all since 11pm last night, when it died mid episode of my pre-bedtime NCIS Hawaii binge on Paramount+. No email, no streaming, no reading the NY Times on line, most worstest of all? No Dope and therefore no Mumpers, except for this through my phone, which is very laborious.

Thank ye gods I had a few mystery novels loaded on my iPad from the library for my train trip last month. Reading a Maine game warden murder mystery for the duration (Paul Doiron, One Last Lie]. Depending how long the cable replacement takes on a weekend, I have an Alex Kava mystery and a CJ Box in line on Libby. If it takes longer than 3 books I’ll need to be put under sedation. Could be worse, it could be jane’s hubby cut off from the internet.

Back when I can.

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Wearing clean-ish clothes, have a buncha fresh masks in my purse, and a frozen cheapie chicken sandwich to bring with.

Manager said she’ll work with me to find cover for closing tonight. There’s a non-zero chance she’ll simply let me go early and make do with a short crew on a Saturday night, which sucks, but if I gotta work again tomorrow I need to conserve at least a bit of strength. Right?

Meanwhile, rubbin’ on the Vick’s.

It’s like puttin’ on the Ritz, but far less glamorous.

ETA: sending healing thoughts for BBBoo and her internet connection!

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Lager decided that he would like an emergency vet visit. In pouring rain, while I am feeling flattened. He rallied a bit on the way to the vet.

They were able to get in a good exam and blood draw before he fully rallied. He is definitely perky-er. Although, he is not holding food down. Poor dude got sick eating a few treats.

He is acting more like him, but…

As for me, I’m on dose 2 of DayQuil and drinking water like a mad fool every time I cough. I didn’t have the coughing on my first round of Covid.

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LOL!!! The entire county lost all internet for a few days and it was pretty bad. I was ready to vote hubs off the island after two hours, the third day we ended up in a honky-tonk bar in Black Canyon City just so he could check his email. I had a fancy drink or two just to help with the stress.

I hope you don’t suffer as long. Your library has free internet, you can go there and download more books if needed.

Lets not make this a Mumper thing, OK? I’ve just gotten over the last time hubs lost his interwebz.

I’m fairly sure she wanted to tell you to always use protection, we aren’t too old to get something icky: Historic High Rates Of STI’s Among Older Americans

Looks like you two were the only ones who took so long to figure it out! Happy Gotcha Day to them anyhow, they are lucky kitties.

Buddy certainly is a handsome boy!

Poor lil guy, its so hard when our voiceless ones are hurt but can’t tell us what’s wrong.

Dang! I hope you don’t suffer overmuch. Drink lots of fluids and rest.

They’re helping!!!

At least they are too big to jump in and run to the back where they are out of reach.

I know what you mean about not seeing fine black hair, it just doesn’t show well against dark wood floors. I sure do clean enough out of the lint trap, though.

HA! As far as my mother knows, I’m as pure as the driven snow because I don’t have children to prove otherwise!!!

Yeah, you really should know better by now!

I’m glad you were able to go back. I know you enjoyed it and the pics you shared show that others liked your music.

People are just so creative, I love it!!!

That’ll teach you to laugh at her!

Lovely!

I hope Lager recovers quickly and inexpensively.

So, it is windy today! We usually have a breeze going, we are in the desert after all, but it is just crazy ATM.

The finch sock is swinging around in circles and one very hungry little bird is hanging on for dear life.

Chicken Guy brought over some eggs and hubs mentioned wanting scotch eggs, so I boiled some of the old ones. They are less than two weeks old, I’m going to have to really fight to get the shells off. Sometimes I’ll just go buy eggs at the store for boiling, but I didn’t feel like going out in the wind.

(I have a bit of a brag…when I met CG, his eggs had such weak shells that they were hard to handle and would often just splosh when cracked. Now that his chickens get a variety of produce, the eggs not only taste better, the shells are stronger…like they should be. CG said he had also noticed the improvement. He had been feeding commercially produced scratch that was supposed to be a full and balanced diet, now we know it wasn’t.)

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Howdy Y’all! Been a day of high sloth as foretold. Netflix, nappage, day drinkin’ and readin’ are fine slothful pastimes. We did an early sup of burgers ‘n fries. Oh and I made a chawklit cake with chawklit pee-kahn frostin’ and a gallon each of sweet and unsweet tea for first Sunday brunch tomorrow.

red glad Nelson is doin’ better today, poor baby.

Rocker hope Lager and you are feelin’ better soonest.

shoe hope you find someone to cover for you tonight.

Boo QUELLE HORREUR hope you get internet back soonest.

MOOOOOOM A tablespoon or two of ice cream can help the taste of those protein drinks. This is from personal experience.

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I’ll try this… thanks!

We’re getting Chinese food delivered for supper, because I want some. That will be the big excitement of the day. rah.

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Afternoon all. Been doing some cycling while not going anywhere, that’s complete so I gave myself a mid-afternoon snack of a bowl of Cocoa Krispies and milk (hey, at 71 I can make my own menus). So later tonight it’ll be the Sattiday Fettuchini and I think if I get up early tomorrow a trip to the Krispy Kreme is in order. If my weight holds steady after this weekend, I know I’m on the right track.

Seanette, nice pic of Buddy there. Any bets on how long it lasts?

boo fae, hope you find everything you need shopping real fast so you can get back to the important things like cuddling with the cats and slothage.

shoe, hope work works out. Take care.

BBBoo, hope those nice young men/women get the right fibers in place soon.

rocky, hope both you and Lager get to feeling better soon.

And another Dum Dum has been consumed so I shoudl be good for several hours more until dinner rolls around. Take care all.

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I’m not as skilled as you @JaneDoe42 but I’m almost done with the cross stitch part of my first project. Then I have to do the backstitching. I’m not overly enthused about the image, it’s a bird on a teacup. It was the best one available at the store I was at, but my next project I will choose more carefully. And will share when I’m done, for better or worse.

Last night I stopped breathing and bolted upright and made the LOUDEST noise sucking air into my lungs, I was freaked as hell and figured I was having a severe asthma attack, but when I tested myself, my peak flow was fine, for which I must conclude, I probably have sleep apnea. I’ve wondered about it for a while but I think last night I was just “lucky” enough to wake up at the right time and catch myself in the middle of not breathing. More doctors, I guess.

With all this meditating, I was having a lot of fun feeling unperturbable and chill all the time, but reality came knocking today because I was fighting off a thing… whatever my husband had, so feeling some general malaise, and my kid, oh my god, my kid, will not shut up today. Question after question after question after question x infinity. On top of this, he’s not listening to directions at all. It’s been driving both me and my husband slowly up the wall, to the point that we snapped at each other. Then the garbage disposal broke (we fixed it.) We did manage to get a walk in and play with Wee Weasel a bit, but I would not call this a day of perfect equanimity.

So enlightenment is still a long way off, I’m saying.

The good news is we’re all feeling well enough for my fancy steak birthday dinner to commence, plus I’ll be able to go to the new Buddhist temple in the AM. So I’m off for my Day of Presence.

I still remember all my best teachers. I’m looking at you, Mrs. Oven (6th grade.) You must be one of the good ones.

Noooo COVID is the worst! I hope you get through it quickly.

I am wondering if my husband had a brief bout of COVID this week (maybe not lasting as long since he just had it in December?) Whatever I got exposed to, I managed to fight it off. But I also have cough-variant asthma and it gets triggered by respiratory illnesses. Then I very stupidly got the bright idea to start burning incense, until it occurred to me, oh hey, this smells like smoke, and feels kind of bad in my lungs, maybe I shouldn’t inhale smoke when I have asthma. Sure enough, incense has been linked to increased respiratory problems and lung cancer. So now I have all this incense. I’m going to try to return it. Point being, I was already struggling with my asthma because of fighting off an illness, then I made it worse by burning incense.

Scented candles all the way!

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Have you ever considered an actual bicycle? (or even a trike, so’s you could haul, like groceries or soccer balls). I’ve been looking at bicycles to ride on the greenway across the street.

I hope that Lager (and you) feel better soonest rocker.

All the rest of you sickies take your vitamins with plenty of fluid and some hot chicken soup and feel beeter too.

I took the car to fill the gas tank this afternoon and hit a huge pothole. I think that it might have knocked my front end out of alignment, so it looks like I may be spending next weekend (and some of the profits from this album) at the tire shop to get things lined back up.

Nelson has begun to move a bit faster and is now able to jump up on the bed, but still isn’t bouncing up and down for fun. Baby steps. I may nuke my bed buddy (a heat pack) and put it in his studio bed with a towel over it to try to help his soreness. I’m hesitant to give him too much carprofen because it may upset his tummy.

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Oooh, chicken soup. I didn’t think of that. I’ll get some tomorrow.

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Good thought and just to add to it, rattle can whipped cream always makes things taste even better!

I’ve probably been at it a little longer than you. One of the big things I have learned is how to fix my mistakes. I’ve made them all and know to not panic if I’ve lost count. That makes it much more relaxing!

That must have been terrifying! Yes, doctor posthaste!

If you can’t return it, maybe it would be a nice temple donation?

ARGH!!! That is so irritating, and even more so when you have to pay for road damage on a road you already paid for!

So, knowing that everyone was wondering, I should have bought old eggs at the store. Happily I was covering them in sausage so you couldn’t see how ugly they were. I couldn’t have used them for deviled eggs, they were just too dinged up.

Last night I made some bleu cheese dressing so I served the scotch eggs with boiled potatoes and tomato slices with bleu cheese dressing. Hubs requested a crust-less quiche tomorrow. that will come out much better with fresh eggs.

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My stomach felt somewhat better. Then I ate an egg and a piece of french bread. Now it’s brandishing a tiny cane and yelling, “Get off my lawn!” Last time I felt like this (only worse), they yanked out my appendix. I tried telling my stomach (Yes, I talk to my organs, despite their being rather dull conversationalists. They’ve led a sheltered life. ) in a menacing tone, “Who knows WHAT they’d remove this time?” It just muttered in Underwater Esperanto.

I did not go to the gym. It was cold and blustery and wet, and I’m trying not to jar the insides too much.

Can you ride adult trikes on the sidewalk? In my wanderings, I’ve seen drivers be even more ruthless toward bicyclists than they are toward pedestrians. One guy told me his bike got totaled and he got multiple injuries when a car rammed him. Also, an old friend’s son was killed when riding in the bike lane in Illinois. Old Flame used to ride a bike without a helmet back when he was New Flame. I kept threatening to stencil “IDIOT” backwards on his forehead. Not that he listened. I don’t ask now. I don’t want to know.

Spicey, is the incense supposed to be calming, or just make your house smell nicer?

That’s a brilliant suggestion!

red, glad Nelson is doing better. Did he get bathed?

I’m glad you clarified. I started to hear the music from Psycho.

Boo, I hope you get your internet back soon. It’s so essential these days.

I believe that’s doggio’s department.

He looks so regal in it!

Good luck, shoe! Hope none of your customers find the Vick’s to be an aphrodisiac.

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Spicy - spousal unit told me I stopped breathing at times and we suspected apnea. I did a little research and one suggestion was to sleep on a wedge - like reclining in bed. It worked for me, once I got used to the position. Might be worth a try…

Bedtime, with hopes for good sleep. I want to start working in the yard tomorrow, even if just for an hour. Here’s hoping!

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We went to see Dune 2, and then went out for Japanese food, Japanese beer, and sake. The cats got their gooshy food three hours late, but they survived.

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I see trikes on the greenway across the street where it’s a ten foot wide path, so plenty of room. I’ve not seen them in the bike lanes on the main drags though.

Nelson didn’t get his bath today, but since he’s doing so much better, he will tomorrow. He liked the bed buddy as much as he likes having the seat warmer under him in the car on a cold day, which is to say pretty well.

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Happy Saturday!

I will never catch up!

Things are getting messy again.
The power went out for the internet Wednesday evening. I was irking and I had to pee so damn bad, but I couldn’t put myself on break without the internet. We used to be able to put ourselves on break using the phone, but not anymore. Then I figured out that the phone was out too. So, I was on a break.
I had to send an email off to the company to let them know why I wasn’t answering my phone.
The internet went out again yesterday.
I was assured the problem would be fixed and so far everything seems good.

I had to go pick up a script yesterday and driving there I thought, something doesn’t feel right. Check ESC message came up. The message went out after a bit, but the check engine light was still on. I will deal with that Moonday I guess.
My truck has less than 23,000 miles. It should not be having issues.

I started sorting papers today and found a check that I never deposited. It’s over 90 days old, so I hope it goes through. I also found some gift cards that expired.
Damn.

I need to get my shit together.

The GR are making me crazy. They have so much energy. They need to go to the park and I’m not sure they are ready. My son wants to wait the full 10 days. I’m thinking Moonday. Today was rainy and icky, so I didn’t want them out running in the mud, but they did anyway. I don’t know what Rayleigh was doing, but he came in covered in mud.
Shar Pei are clean dogs who don’t like to get dirty. Rayleigh missed the memo.

I hope Nelson is okay, Red

The little dog, Cosmo, came home today. He still can’t move his hind legs, but he is expected to recover and be able to use his legs again.

I hope you get some sleep FCM
I’m sorry you are going through so much

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Finally, the gunky feeling has left and I feel better. Hate being sick.
Eating my cake and drinking my water ( lips were getting flaky so I need hydration). I got magazines at the library.
Off to sleep, hoping to wake during the night to see some good news from dopers.

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I bought a trike when I retired. I rode it to the junction twice and never took it out on the street again. I was inspired to buy my trike by seeing folks my age riding them on the sidewalks, probably illegally, but we don’t have sidewalks and I’m not risking my life on the street again.

GG knows when gooshy fud time is but doesn’t get whiney about it. VBC doesn’t really care all that much. Hubs got into the habit of giving the across the street cat a bowl of gooshy fud at dinner time. The neighbor’s cat is the one who almost dies if we aren’t home on time, LOL!

So…Nelson is a cat in a dog suit?

OK, this internet shit needs to stop right now. Our interwebs are easily bad influenced and hubs only just got his gaming comp back.

You are doing the best you can with what you have. Everyone misplaces stuff when they move, you aren’t doing anything any of us haven’t done at least once.

That’s good to hear, I hope the little dude has a full recovery.

GG just came running into my room and leaped from the doorway to the back of my chair to tell me that something exciting was happening. Then he ran back to the French doors and yammered.

Bats at the hummer feeder.

I love it when that happens, the ballet is amazing and we can hear their sonar peeping through the glass.

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Sweet Manager said I’m supposed to rub the Vick’s on my feet & then sleep in socks.

I’m familiar with rubbing it on your chest, so you breathe in the fumes healing vapors, but can’t think how the hell applying it to my feet would help at all. Anyone familiar with this particular old wive’s tale old-fashioned remedy?

ETA: I just googled it; it’s ezzactly the load of hooey I suspected.

Now that’s a country song for the 21st Century!

I think imma try the “melted ice cream” idea, too!

ZZ Top had a line about “pure as the driven slush.”

Not related to your post at all; just a random fun fact. :wink:

Uh, you know how if you burn a candle too close to a white wall (or fabric, or shelf) it leaves soot? Dark, greasy, difficult-to-wipe off?

You really don’t want that coating the insides of your lungs.

So I’d be careful with the candle-burning, given your lung history. Don’t let the wick get too long, where it flickers and has a very long, pointy flame - looks cool for romance movies, but generates the most soot.

Just in case you needed something else to fret about!

I :heart: how your brain works.

I’ve done this, twice (some rebate I wasn’t expecting & didn’t discover for months) and both times deposited with no problem. Worth a try, anyway - can’t hurt!

Thanks all, for the nice wishes. I got sprung at 11:30 p.m. instead of 1:30 in the morning, so really I only lost two hours’ pay but it felt sooo good to already be home and sipping a big mug of very hot tea.

Plus, I thought I was down to my last preroll, but just discovered a 2nd one, which is the pothead equivalent of finding a ten-dollar bill in your laundry … it was yours along, but still, WOOT!!

Ha. You funny.

Oh, I owe y’all two anecdotes from tonight, both of them brought to you by the “What the hell do you expect me to do about it?” department.

“I’m not a parking cop:”
Woman calls, says she’s right outside our door. I tell her the inside lobby is closed and that she needs to come to the drive-thru to get her food.

She tells me she already got her food but that she’s stuck.

Me: …
Her: There’s too many cars. I can’t get out of your parking lot.
Me: …
Her: … I wanna leave, but I can’t.
Me: Uh. Good … luck with that?

“I’m also not a mechanic:”
Guy calls, confirms he already placed (and paid for) and online order.

Me: Okaaaaay … ?
Him: [ starts going on about how he got a flat tire and how far away he is ]
Me: I’m sorry to hear that.
Him: I was calling because I figured you already made it?
Me: Yup, we did.
Him: …
Me: …
Him: …
Me: Well, we are open until 1 a.m. and your dinners will be waiting here for you.

Like, I don’t have a magical fairy wand, people. What the hell do you expect me to say?

Sucks to be Flat Tire Dude, part of his order was a perch dinner and that isn’t good after it sits around for however long. (He did pick it up before I left, so maybe it was still edible.)

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Don’t give up on the gift cards. The law may be on your side. Worth a shot, anyway.

Mrs W and I went to the breakfast buffet at a nearby hotel this morning. We stuffed ourselves, then walked off the calories for a little while. The hotel is right on the lake and has beautiful grounds. It was a pleasant day, but the wind started picking up. After a while, we realized it was after noon, which meant the hotel bar was open. What choice did we have but to get a couple glasses of wine? The bartender was the one we know and she gave us the locals discount and extra-generous pours. She got a good tip. We didn’t get home from breakfast until after 3 pm. That’s when I fired up the martini shaker. I’m sure swampy would be proud.

Right now, the winds are howling outside. 30 mph sustained and 50+ mph gusts, according to reports. I believe it. No damage in the neighborhood as far as I know, but our young landscaping is taking a beating.