(Old) Strange Places and Milestones in the MMP

Howdy Y’all! Lot of rain today and some wind gusts. Now the rain is gone and the sun is out. No problems with anything today. Thanks to all that were worried. We napped. We day drank. Sup got fixed and et. I even made the peach cobbler which was good with a glop of 'niller ice cream on top.

CupCakes Idalia did make it into Jawja but it was all southeast of me. Well, some of it was also northeast of me as the path looked pretty wide. I think Butters may have gotten some of the wilder stuff where she lives.

MOOOOOOM like doggio said, French toast fixin’s are for snow and ice. Booze and non-perishable snacks are for hurricanes. Booze and stuff for the grill are for floods. I’m not sure what we do for fire, famine, plague, pestilence or apocalypse.

Drink heavily and smoke 'em if ya got 'em. :wink:

I prefer vanilla, actually. Boring, I know, but less cloying.

And a good early evening (just about 6pm here in N. Ali-bama) to all. Did my swimming and sauna, have done some cleaning in the bathrooms, made out my September shopping list for tomorrow and have written out my 3-month budget for Sep-Nov (now, sticking to it is another thing entirely…). Gym visit tonight is still undecided, have eaten an early dinner so I have time to decide as they are open until 10pm, will go/no go by 7.

Sari, I know it feels like your in a beaver’s dilemma (One Dam thing after another), but I can see clear progress being made. Hang in there, I think things will start settling down soon (and like everyone else suggests, get some sleep!)

Pilot, been in the passenger cabin for some of those flights that had traffic stacked up (for me, bad weather in Atlanta can really mess up my timetable. Glad the folks aboard took it well. And doing the tourist thing via Chinooks…wonder what the parking fee was…

rocky, hope you get to feeling better and it’s not to severe.

Been there, done that, had to put on the emergency glasses to find them.

swampy, glad the worse of the storm gave you a pass.

Flyboy, been a long time since I’ve heard Li’l Abner mentioned. Only book comic collection I have is the Web-Comic Schlock Mercenary, just got Volume 17, only 3 more to go.

suzie, ‘Strange’ to me is out of the usual, extra-ordinary, the ‘well, you don’t see that everyday’. Most of the places I’ve been get their share of tourists (even Antarctica, I was there in February).

Oopsie, glad Bailey got trimmed.

Whew, not posting in the afternoon leaves a lot to be covered! Take care all.

Cookie, probably better safe than sorry, and burgers (yes, I noted the plural :wink:), fries and shake sound pretty good.

Bat Boy, first, good to see you back around these parts. And at least you realized your error and took care of it promptly. Hope the bank will get you a replacement tout suite.

I think we’d probably get along.

Shoe, thanks for the lesson on tipping arguments I always tip a bit over 20% on sitdown meals, just for the record.

You win the thread this week.

FCM, appears Roxy may be making some new friends.

Ah, but a freeway is 2-D. Your traffic comes in 3-D!

Did you have passengers? If so, I hope you included ^^ in your “please prepare for landing” speech.

{ sniff } There might be hope for humanity after all.

Damn. There was an owner’s manual? No wonder I suck at eating.

I shall accept your advice.

The answer is cleverly hidden in the 1st two sentences.
Hint: starts with “b” and rhymes with “ooze.”

Considering vanilla comes from an exotic orchid that can’t be grown just anywhere & is threatened/endangered, each blossom has to be hand pollinated (largely due to loss of local pollinators) and the flavor itself contains an assortment of volatile scents and fascinating organic compounds … I’ve never understood why “plain vanilla” became the stand-in for “boring.”

Vanilla - done well - is delishush!

I gotta remember this one.


Had a turkey melt for the 1st time in my life. Oooey gooey, quite nice. And y’all … I ** got a salad ** and ate, like, half of it, so I would like some “I’m being healthy!” brownie points.

Wait … brownie points … healthy … :thinking:

Other half of salad & sammich are waiting for Second Dinner time.

Now I’m sitting outside with Monkey, and I had to put on a sweatshirt which is for me such a delightful problem to have in August.
Hell, I may put socks on tonight.
In August.

Why the hell didn’t I get outta Tx a long time ago? It’s approximately two bazillion degrees there these days.

There’s some crows having a tremendous argument in the big oak trio right across the street.
Smart as they are, I figure, if they could produce more sounds & communicate greater nuance, they’d probably take over the world.

Well, this stitch isn’t gonna cross itself, so imma watch the sun set, and stitch some crosses, and listen to crows squabble.

Thanks again everyone, I’d really like to have MOW going before winter so we are currently scheduling the kitchen inspection so the community association can start selling food again. When that happens, we can start renting the center out for events which will help with our fundraising efforts.

I talked to the folks who bring the surplus produce and they said they could supply MOW which will be helpful.

This is why I am doing it. It is very easy to become isolated and alone out in the sticks, they need someone to check up on them just in case they fell and couldn’t get back up. I know of two rescues that happened because of MOW.

Not to mention that if I am an official volunteer, I will be allowed to buy large bags of kibble and split them up for the recipients instead of buying a bunch of small bags. The drivers usually know what their people need so they can just grab kibble as needed.

Did you read the thread?!?! Except for the “in my country” part that was a perfect breakdown. The suggestion of burning down businesses that don’t pay their wait staff a living wage was somewhere around post 70. They were at 270 something when I voted to close.

Darn it! At least you figured it out quickly, but what a PITA.

You need to just sit there and look around and plan before filling the place with stuff. Moving isn’t quite as bad if you have a plan first.

And typhoons.

Fire: Beer, weed and full BBQ propane tanks. There is nothing like grilling burgers while watching the slurry planes.

Plague: When things started shutting down out here, I went to the weed sto and bought everything I could, then I went to my hairdresser’s shop and bought her out of shampoo. Hubs went to the booze sto and bought an assortment of things to make mixed drinks for if we got bored with our usual stuff.

Of course, I was probably more stressed than Bailey while she was at PetSmart: she was clearly none the worse for the experience, because once we got home she actually played with me/had the zoomies for a good solid 10 minutes! Since then, though, she’s been crashed out on the couch.

I’m glad hump day is over and we’re on the downslide to a long weekend. So far I have no plans for Saturday or Monday, but Sunday is shaping up nicely: I have an outdoor volunteer event from 11am-3pm, then that evening I’ll be going to a friend’s birthday dinner. I get to do some good and spend time outside (it’ll be hot but I’ll bring a fan), then have some air-conditioned fun with people I genuinely like. :slight_smile:

I definitely welcome opinions, suggestions, inputs, etc. I like to go clothes shopping with the wife BFF for a reason: she’s smart and has excellent taste, and has absolutely helped me step up my fashion game (which was basically nonexistent before we met). What I can’t stand is being spoken for, and it’s a tendency she and her husband share. If we’re at a restaurant and I mention that something about my meal isn’t quite right, I will decide whether to say something to our server — don’t do it for me. If we’re at a store because I’m looking for an item, don’t flag down a salesperson and/or pipe up on my behalf. Etc. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I’m perfectly capable of speaking for myself; speaking for me drives me up a f***ing wall. I actually lost a friend over it several years ago. I know it’s a personal pet peeve, and I believe it comes from a place of genuinely wanting to help, but it also feels disrespectful in a way I’ve never been able to communicate to those who tend to do it.

I say this with respect and love in my heart, but…ya think? :grin: I’ve been dealing with her nails for 15 years. Just recently they got a bit long, and Dogtopia (the doggy daycare that normally trims them) was having trouble for some reason, so I took her to PetSmart. First time Dogtopia hasn’t been able to handle them, and plan C was going to be either taking her to the vet or booking a mobile groomer. What I’ve learned from this — and had forgotten from the last time I took her to PetSmart for grooming — is that I don’t like dropping her off and leaving her there.

She hates dremels/grinders; the noise and vibration actually scare her much more than nail clippers.

My all-time-favorite shake flavor is banana, with strawberry a close second; but, most of the time I prefer vanilla over chocolate. Sometimes a good vanilla shake just hits the spot!

Sorry. I’ve just known too many people (and their unfortunate dogs) who entirely neglect this task.

I apologize for inadvertently lumping you in with them. Mea culpa.

Up from naptime. Or as much naptime as you can have when somebody is having twitchy animated dreams on your shoulder. :black_cat: Having the usual martini, with Teriyaki chicken stirfry.

“My vacuum cleaner wasn’t working so I put a Cowboys sticker on it. Now it sucks again.”

sorry about the scam Batboy.

So far so good

I tip like a drunken sailor, so a living wage might actually decrease my bill. Or I’ll just have more beer.

Never flew into there. I did drive a friend there from the other end of Lawn Guyland the day the LIRR went kaput. Oy.

Dunno. one day Woody the Terrier was barking at The Invisible Mole People, and the crows were mocking him exactly

In case of Asteroid/ICBM, I’m climbing on the roof with a rifle and my bottle of bourbon. If I succeed, I’m a hero. If I fail, there’s no one left to mock my failure. :wink:

S’ alright. I ain’t mad atcha. :grin:

I think the staff at the physical therapy place are all stoned 24/7. I got a call Monday saying someone would call me today to tell me what time they’ll arrive tomorrow. Nobody called.The website said they have offices in Tacoma and here, but the only phone # is in Tacoma, and that office is closed due to a fire. At 6:30, an extremely mellow dude called and said he’ll be here at 10. OK. He’s driving down from Tacoma. I should add that they were supposed to call last week. The PA had to send a second referral.

This PT said something about Medicare only covering an annual home health visit. ??? This is PT. So he’s going to ask me a long list of questions, most of which I’ve answered recently and none of which have anything to do with PT. He also needs to see the bottles–not a list–of my meds. Sure. That’ll be 15 meds. It’d be 16, but I don’t have the bottle for the shots I get. I was counting on getting PT info and more exercises. I sure hope there’s another home appointment that actually focuses on PT. My doc wanted me to start PT by the two-week mark, which is Friday.

I sent a message to the ortho doc’s team because my incision looks so weird. It has bumps that feel like keloid scars I already have elsewhere, and then deep dimples where I guess the internal sutures are. The person responding only said not to put anything on it, and she couldn’t access the photo I sent. The site doesn’t allow attachments, so I tried a link.

Enough griping.

Cookie, yay for the progress. Also the milkshake.

sari, wishing you a smooooth transition.

So you lean like you’re three sheets to the wind?

Oopsie, sounds like Bailey was elated to get home and be with her favorite person.

I went to a sporting goods store and got dumbbells so I could workout at home. Your plan sounds like more fun. Luckily for Washingtonians, liquor stores were designated essential businesses and never closed. I guess the idea was “Drunk people pass out and spread fewer germs.”

Shoe, I didn’t read that thread, and now I don’t have to!

As I recall, it took a huge act of courage and sheer grit. I don’t suppose that comes quickly for most people. I’m just glad you’re out!

Lily, I lived with so many strange people for so long, I’m not sure I know what strange looks like any more, so I’m no help.

“Alcohol doesn’t make you fat. It make you lean. Against tables, walls, ugly people…”

I also bought all of the goat milk soap in the shop. If the Zombie Apocalypse was going to happen, I was going to do it CLEAN!!!

Out this way, it was “drunks going through DTs will fill the emergency rooms”, which is a pretty valid point.

We actually have small dumbbells and weights here. Not that they have ever been used as intended, they are cheap cheese press and beer fermenting weights.

I gotta complain about this stereotype for a minute. Wait…let me take a hit and then tell you my point of view!

Seriously, they probably weren’t stoned. They just don’t care or are untrained. I’m saying this as a functional stoner who was able to fool everyone for decades despite being high as a kite more often than I was straight.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2BmBlehFHk I can’t figure out how to cue this up at the right place, dang it. Go to about 40 to get my point, LOL.

There is the most astonishing full moon tonight. Seriously, all my insomniac Mumpers (yes, including you lurkers) go outside right now. If there are clear skies, you can read by that sucker.

Same in Mitten State. It also amused many - and outraged many others - that dispos were similarly designated as essential businesses.

Remember, folks, medical license patients have legit doctor-recognized needs for, like, actual hurt-y stuff that can significantly impact quality of life … but yeah, honestly, frankly, the majority of our business during those initial hellish months of lockdown could best be described as “mental health” customers.

As in, “Imma kill my spouse if I don’t get out of the house for a minute, and maybe also get a joint. Maybe two joints. You know what? Make it four, what they don’t know won’t hurt 'em … but I might.”

Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.

LOL

Here, too. “When the gin runs out we riot.” - dogbutler

Up, sheveled, and about to walk to irk then sally forth to return again later today. Idalia will be nearby enough to NYC to snarl things a bit, but we ought (dangerous word there) be early enough to avoid most of the back-up.


Yeah, that would drive me nuts too. I try never to do that.

Cheers all!

@dogbutler be glad you dont work here at my ups depot

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 90 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. A busy (for us) agenda is on tap for this mornin’ at least. We shall go get shorn, then procure provisions (the shorin’ place is in the same shoppin’ center as the Pubic Sto’). After we bring back provisions to da cave and store ‘em, I shall head over to the church house to deal with candle duty etc. After all that, an afternoon of sloth, nappage, day drinkin’ and other useless pursuits is in store. Sup shall be shrimpies ‘n grits and spareguts due to a gnawin’ and a cravin’.

Pilot safe travels back home.

Oopsie glad you survived Bailey’s trip to PetSmart for toenail trimmin’. She, indeed, seemed none the worse for wear.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother of bothers, I suppose I must needs purtify and don attire appropriate for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. Why must I suffer so!

Happy Thursday Y’all!

I don’t know if we can be friends any longer, after such a blasphemy! :stuck_out_tongue: The very idea!!! Then again, more chocolate for me!!

It’s a glorious, if overcast, 65° this morning, so the windows are open. It’s supposed to stay in the 70s - maybe the windows will stay open all day! I may even take Tobias to a playground if the sun peeks out.

Higgs has an appointment at the groomer at 3:30 and it happens to be on the way to Roxy’s bus stop. We’ll leave here a bit early, drop Higgs off on the way, then get to Daughter’s house a little early. The only possible irritant - if the grooming isn’t done quickly, I’ll either have to hang out or go home then go out again (or send FCD to pick her up…) Yeah, I know, First World Problems.

Tuesday, my baby girl turns 38. We’re going to take her and the kids out to supper (SIL has to work) and we’ll invite MIL and BIL to join us. SIL will be taking her out the day before since that’s his day off. So she gets 2 days without having to cook! That’s a birthday present!!

I have to say, getting back to eating sensibly has been a challenge - especially in the evenings. I hadn’t realized how much snacking we did after dinner. But using the food diary helps, and I really do need to shed what I’ve regained if I don’t want my meds increased, not to mention the strain on my knees, etc, the excessive poundage causes. It also helps that in the early stage, loss is rapid - it’s a motivator. Here’s hoping I can stay on the road to healthy.

And here we are at the end of August. This year is moving too fast, dammit!

Happy Thursday!

Loves me some vanilla. The cost of bottled vanilla has gone sky high over the past few years. The latest King Arthur catalog lists a 16 oz bottle for 85 dollars now. Luckily, one only needs a teaspoon or less for most baking, so that equates to 96 batches of cookies, or about $.89 per batch. If I was counting. I usually just eyeball it.