Oh, I love good summer squash. I learned about them from my maternal grandmother, who would grow them. Grandpa was a expert tomato grower, and I miss the smell of all his plants. I am growing two plants in a big pot, but only have two tomatoes coming on so far. Now the herbs are doing great, as I have said, and I have made several packets for loaves of bread.
Xfinity Rewards are a joke.
That is all.
All Y’all are so Prolific
Happy Hump Day!
I’m trying to catch up with y’all.
Echo had daycare today, so I only had to deal with the Golden Raisins.
They are being good lately. Rayleigh has finally :::Crossing fingers::: gotten a handle on peeing outside.
Last night was awful though.
My son said he’d get off at 4 so I decided to go upstairs to sleep. The GR woke me at 1130 panting their fool heads off. I had forgotten to turn the AC lower and it was hot upstairs.
We came downstairs, I put them out, reset the AC, and then went back upstairs until my son called a little after 3.
Back downstairs, everybody put out. The puppies came back in. Echo refuses to come back in. She knows phone call means I am going out to get my son and she is not coming back into the house to be left behind. I couldn’t get the GR into the playpen. They don’t want to go, I get one in, close the door, grab the other one, try to get them in and the first one pushes their way out. I can’t lift them in because the playpen is 3 feet high and I’m not going to drop them in.
I finally leashed up everybody and we all went.
As soon as I opened the gate Echo started looking for something, anything, to chase. I told her if she even tried, I would wring her neck.
This is why she had to stay home. She is fine on a leash until she sees something.
I’ve been using a walker because I am afraid of falling, especially at night when I can’t see as well. I can’t lift it in and out of the truck though, so I’ve been hiding it behind the bush by the gate. Then I only have to walk a few feet to the truck. Sure as shit some asshole will see it and steal it though.
Crime is getting worse around here, another reason to move.
Lucy dad sent me a text of a naked woman in front of his house, she thought she is Jesus. He called the cops, but they said they had more important things to take care of. It’s turning into a little Baltimore around here.
I saw the chicken guy out watering his garden tonight. I asked him if anybody had complained about his chickens. I found out that we are allowed to have up to 4 chickens in our backyards. Very cool, but my son would kill me.
Echo would probably kill them anyway.
She is so bad.
I got the GR some new toys and my son put them all out. Every time one of the pups would get a toy, Echo would take it from them. So the pup would get a different toy, and Echo would take that one too.
Red, the pecking order is Echo, Rayleigh, Misiu.
Poor Misiu, he will be the biggest but he is so wimpy.
I told Echo she better be careful, because he is going to be twice her size and he can kick her ass.
He probably won’t though, Cerby had almost 20 pounds on Echo and even he was afraid of her. Echo has put the GR in their place from day one, and she reinforces it daily.
Poor Adam, he gets harassed, but nobody is hurting him.
Nellie, I am sorry about your knee. I know the pain, and wish I could tell you something that irks. PT helped a bit, and the shots help, but it always hurts.
I don’t know what is going on with my knees, ankles, and feet.
Part of what made my son realize he has to start driving is he saw how swollen my ankle is. It’s actually swollen from the knee down to my toes. It’s much worse when I don’t get enough sleep. Soaking my legs in Epsom salts has been helping too, when I actually have time to do that.
The Achilles tendons in both ankles hurt like hell all the time. I don’t know when I could have hurt them, but that is why I am afraid of falling. My ankles don’t always move like they should. My right ankel still feels a bit wobbly at times. Everything I’ve read online says the only thing to do is rest. Unless the tendons are torn, then I’d need surgery. I doubt they are torn.
But of couse, I cannot stay in bed all day, especially with two puppies in the house.
Happy Birthday Shoe
I hope you are feeling better after your scary experience Bumba
Did you see the boerboel puppies in the Gile with the Dogs video MetalMouse
So cute, I want one, except I am much too old to deal with that breed now.
My son needs to mow here. It’ll have to wait until Friday, unless he gets tomorrow off. He had to go whack down all the Queen Anne’s Lace, as it is poisonous to dogs. I like it so I always let it be, but I caught the GR chewing one it. We had to get rid of the buttercups too, very poisonous.
Ugh it’s after 10 I need to finish this in the morning
We have only one cherry tomato set so far. I seriously over planted so I’m going to try making dehydrated tomato sauce this summer. Or finally learning to can. Mom hated canning, I only remember her doing it once and the main thing I remember about that is that it was steamy and she was crabby.
It’s just like the pear thing. Mom didn’t like them so I refused to eat them until about 5 years ago when I learned that I liked them. OTOH, she was terrified of sniks but when I would bring one to her, she would admire it and then tell me to take it back to its home. She never learned to swim but she made sure that all of us kids took swimming lessons. She did the best she could considering that kids don’t come with directions.
My folks would can a lot and Dad loved pears. I have never liked them because of their texture. But there was a lady who didn’t pick her pear trees so I would help dad with them. The folks also did a lot of different kinds of pickles. One year they would make a couple kinds, the next year a couple different kinds. I loved the sweet pickls and the hot and spicy pickles. Miss them and the folks both.
Tortelini with meatballs was good, as was the martini.
Yeah, it was smoggy here this moring. I think the rain is helping tone it down
lucky you!
It’s worth it, just for the Star Trek.
Been reading about the smoke in NE US. Had that last year in September in Seattle - that’s definitely not fun. Hope the fires go out and the rains come and clear the air.
The doctor says hubby’s symptoms (coughing, sneezing, etc), especially as they have lasted so long, indicate allergies. The local pollen count was > 600 No/m³ the other day. 5-19 is moderate, 20-199 is high and > 200 is very high (reference). People who normally have no problems with allergies are suffering. So he has a bronchodilator and a nasal spray. It’s a bit eerie how little he is coughing compared to before.
Seems she did pretty good.
Gotta go get ready - there’s shopping to be done.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.
Yay!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 70 Amurrkin outside and clear with a predicted high of 92 and N.O.S. for the day. We shall have quality cee-mint pond time today which is some of the best kind of sloth. Sup shall be the BLT’s and oven fries we did not fix yestiddy.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
That’s pretty much all any parent can do, tho some do much better than others. I like to think I do better with the grands than I did with my daughter because of the wisdom of age. Then again, maybe I don’t sweat the little crap as much. But when you think about it, parenting is being handed a squawling, pooping, wiggly critter that’s totally dependent upon you, then being told “OK, figure it out!” Of course, you get all sorts of “expert” advice from others who think they have all the answers. I always saw my task as preparing my kid to be a contributing member of society while minimizing broken bones and infectious diseases… 
Another partly broken sleep, with a stoopit dream that I won’t bore you with… well, except for the part where I was trying to go up a stairway, but it was only 6" wide - any dream analyst wanna interpret that little detail??
And from the old-habits-die-slowly department: whenever we come home after being out and about for some hours, I have to resist the urge to go where our answering machine used to sit to see if we missed any calls. No, we don’t have a machine or a land line and we mostly remember to keep our phones with us. But it’s almost Pavlovian - walk past the pantry and look at the end of the counter. Surely I’m not the only one with such a quirk?
Tobias will be back within the hour. I think today we’ll got to Forrest Hall Farm and see what they’ve got. It’s strawberry season here, and since Rose no longer brings her truck out to the roadside, I haven’t found a supplier I like. Dammit. So we’ll head over there this morning. I know it’s too early for peaches, but last year theirs were soooooooo good - can’t wait!!
The water pump hadn 't come in yet yesterday, so FCD took the boat to another boat yard where they’ll clean the fuel tanks. I’m not sure if we’ll go back to the yard or back to our marina and wait till the pump shows up. They’re close enough that you can see them from each other, so it’s not like a long journey. Anyway, I’ll see what he wants to do.
Meanwhile, there’s today. Happy Thursday!!
Morning all. Didn’t awaken at 6am today,…got up at 5am instead…cannot sleep in on travel days, even if the travel is not that long or difficult. So will finish packing and head on out in a couple of hours (after 9am, let the rush hour get completed). Only supposed to be in the mid-80’sF today, so somewhat cooler than the previous days. Still little chance of rain.
Dicey, hope the pollen count goes down, glad Husband-unit is doing better.
red, enjoy the show. Won;t be leaving Knoxville under after noon on Sunday, so it’ll have to be another time for the airshow.
Sari, being a mom to a stubborn son and three stubborn dogs is a hard row. Take care of yourself and be safe.
JtC, does the straw discourage the flies or does it simply hide/mask the compost? Never had a compost pile so completely ignorant about them.
FCM, I loved roller coasters and still do, just don’t have the motive to travel long distances just to ride them, but if the opportunity permits…Hope Roxy has fond memories of them (like bumper cars, too).
And now I must be about getting myself ready and seeing if I can remember everything (I have a little list). Will try to post this evening if time and circumstances allow. Take care all.
Good morning, everyone.
It’s currently 56F, partly cloudy, and dark outside. Daytime highs will reach around 76F with partly cloudy to mostly cloudy skies. We had more sunshine than I anticipated yesterday, and it was toasty.
Yesterday, while I was working, I noted the underside of Polar’s tail and his back end were a mess. Sigh. So, when I signed off, Polar got another bath, resulting in more panic pooping, high drama, and howling. He now poops EVERY time we bathe him. However, we got him all cleaned up. The rest of the week will contain daily butt baths, as usual. I wish the vet could do something about his anus not fully retracting. It saddens and disturbs me when I see blood due to irritation. I plan to address this AGAIN on Sunday. Also, I love my old boy, but the daily butt baths, floor, and carpet cleaning are becoming old. Fortunately, he always lies in the same areas, so I have mats, towels, and waterproof dog blankets in those spots, making cleanup much more manageable. Still, I would like less laundry. All that being said, I will keep on doing this until the vet says it’s too much for Polar. He still eats and drinks, wags his tail, and is happy to hang out with the pack (my husband and I).
I have another busy workday ahead of me. I’ll probably work a little late, but it can’t be helped.
The weekend will be busy too. I confirmed yesterday with our friends who live a good way from us, and we’ll be heading out there to hang out and enjoy each other’s company on Saturday. On Sunday, I take Polar to the vet, and the kids and grandkids plan to visit and hang out with us again.
sari, I hope your son works to get his license AND you can get some help. All the health issues you’re dealing with sound dangerous.
I am starting to count the days until my vacation. We’re less than 60 days out now, and I’m so looking forward to not having to get up and work. On the other hand, it seems it suddenly came up now and feels like it was a long way off just recently. I need to start planning something. It isn’t easy because of Polar, so I am hesitant to do something that takes us far away. On the other hand, I need to get away, so I am struggling.
I need to get the kitchen tidied up now and then head upstairs to work.
My Mom was widowed at age thirty six with five kids ages seventeen down to me at eighteen months. She had just a rural high school education and no real job skills. She did an amazing job raising all of us and we all had happy childhoods. Mom and my sibs are all gone now, and sometimes it gets lonely
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s a balmy 17c/63f with a predicted high of 20c.67f, and partly cloudy. Weather app declares that “Today the sun is going to enter your mouth and come exploding out of your fucking ass. Good fucking luck.” Should be an interesting afternoon then!
Taters I am sorry to hear about Polar, and the stress that puts on your holiday plans. Yes, you definitely need a break and getting away from everything would be a blessing. Can someone in your family come to stay with Polar while you’re gone?
sari I really hope your son realises the strain he’s putting on you and your health. Please give yourself a break, you need help too!
Nothing exciting in my day today, I had a busy evening after I got home from work since 'im indoors had managed to absolutely nothing for the cats. That meant I was cleaning all the litter trays, putting fresh litter in, feeding all the mogs, then washing all the dishes he’d left in the sink from his lunch (I hadn’t been in the house all day so it was all his mess). Then I had to make today’s breakfast and lunch as I knew I’d be short of time this morning, made my dinner and scooted off to the pub with my friends.
When I got home from the pub at 11pm, all I really wanted to do was get to bed because I had to be up before 6am…but there were three litter trays that needed attention, and one cat that was on the scrounge for food.
This morning I deliberately left the litter tray in the bedroom for him to deal with, I had plenty of other things to do before I could get out of the house to trek to campus. I am getting tired of him telling me the house feels empty without cats plural, then when we have cats plural he does nothing to help look after them. Peeved, I is.
Having spent some time the other weekend clearing out my collection of band t-shirts and putting aside the ones that don’t get worn so much, I consoled myself by buying a new one today!
Once again, they changed the start time, and most people showed up for the old one. And I did the usual bouncing around. I stopped at Teeter on the way home. Spot Thelma and Louise-ed himself today(when I walk towards the front door, he’ll jump up on the top of the couch and run after me. He failed to stop this time 
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{{{{Taters and Polar}}}} it’s sucks watching your best bud get old. 
Welcome to my world.
I’ve got the heat on. In June.
I indulged myself and shopped at a small store downtown called Moburt’s. They stock spices, flavored cooking oils and vinegars, and the aroma of the shop greets you at the door. I bought juniper berries, as once again I’m going to try making sauerbraten. I also got a teeny tiny vial of saffron and a small bottle of olive oil flavored with basil.I may try making paella with the saffron, but there’s a couple of recipes I’ also interested in that use it. If any Dopers want to come for dinner let me know.
baker Oh pick me, pick me. I don’t think I’ve ever had anything with saffron.
How near to NE Kansas are you?
Miles and miles, unfortunately. Upstate NY.