(Old) Summer camp in the MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Consarn it, I was SURE I posted this yesterday evening! Well, here’s yesterday’s post, then I’ll post today’s separately.

Today [Thursday] was a trying but rewarding day. I had a check-up with the corneal specialist this morning. The trying part was that after some tests, they forgot about me, so I sat in the lobby for a very long time. The rewarding part was that the woman who checked me in found me and said that in looking at my account, she saw that the clinic had screwed up a year ago, and I have a nice, fat check coming to me. :slight_smile: And the doc said everything looks great. I’m SO happy I can see! Eventually, I’m going to need another transplant in the right eye, but I’m not going to worry about an eventuality, so yay, cornea!

I walked 6.5 miles. The trying part: my knee hurt. Rewarding: but it stayed strong, so yay, me.

Did I mention my dryer conked out yesterday? The trying bit: I put in a maintenance request, but he hadn’t shown up by 2:00, so I went to the office. “Maybe tomorrow,” they said. I said my clothes lay a-mouldering in the dryer, so they got the fellow over here, and my clothes are drying as I type this. Yay, Scott!

And this might brighten your day…my niece’s son, age 8, made her a sweet card for Mother’s Day, and in it he also thanked his dad because, “If he didn’t pick you, you wouldn’t be my mom.” Hopefully he gives her some credit on the Father’s Day card he makes.

I’m fine with talking on the phone and will volunteer to take all incoming calls. Of course, I might flirt with a service provider and say yes, you WOULD like to extend your car’s warranty, but I’d be cheap at twice the price, since 2 x 0=0. (“We also do homework!”)

I take MY brain cells with a dash of Worcestershire sauce, but that’s just me.

What do you mean, “just”? Grumpy Mumpers is a highly sought-after band. They even have a groupie, at least until she sobers up.

Hippy, I loved that camp story.

This is one of the best stories I’ve read on The Dope.

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Potatoes and eggs this morning, less than satisfactory. Here’s why: my wife is a sucker for prepackaged food products. She sees something on a shelf and wants to try it. They are all, almost without fail, nearly inedible, but still, much like Hillary, she persists. This time it was pre-shredded hash brown potatoes. Technically they were potatoes, but a more tasteless spud I have never had. Whatever they added to them to “preserve freshness” caused them to behave oddly when frying. Anyway, live and learn (again).

Exercised, Wordled and crossworded. Supposed to hit mid-80s today, so the AC is on to pre-cool the hizzle. Happy to see that the Timberwolves pulled their chestnuts out of the fire to tie up the series. Final game is on Sunday.

That’s it for me; Cookie out.

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Panamanian Vince didn’t come in, so I had Slothman < uncredited extra > helping in the dumping loft. Which made for a long day. Longer, because Senior Clerk wasn’t in, so I had to help with retapes. Half of which didn’t need re taping at all. But since I get paid to fix fuck ups, I did.

The Bin Of Sisyphus and possibly its sequel: The Bin Of Sisyphus And The Council That Was Rained Down Upon With PSWSLS.

Yay eyeballs!

:thinking:

Glad you bailed out Blue, Flyboy. Again.

:notes: Most folk’ll never lose a toe
And some folk’ll
Like Cletus the Slack Jawed Yokel :notes: - The Simpsons

So you know when to check to see if she’s still breathing?

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I rarely make potatoes anymore. For years, SWMBO insisted I make hash browns every Saturday. (Peel, grate, rinse the starch out, dry, and fry.) Then she started liking home fries. (Same process, but un-peeled and cubed instead of grated.) I can’t remember the last time I had frozen hash browns.

This morning I finished off the black pudding (two slices). I also had two rashers of stringy bacon and two jumbo eggs. The bacon was the cheapest the supermarket had. It’s good, but it’s not packaged very precisely. I over-cooked it (for my taste), but it was fatty enough that it was still good. It shrank by at least 50%.

Ther cats were inside at the time, but Abbey heard the ruckus and was frightened. Now both Abbey and Goo want out into the catio to stare. They know something happened, and they want to see what’s up.

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It’s funny, my manager had the exact same thought.

Oh, and several months ago, exactly ^^ happened. One called in an order; the other placed online. Confusion ensued.
(I felt kinda bad for them. It was clear they had serious communication issues as a couple.)

Anyway, the woman did call back - I recognized her voice & she ordered what she’d asked about. I don’t think the guy did.

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DAUGHTER GOT THE JOB!!!

She starts June 3.

And the peasants rejoiced!

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Yay!
Obviously a peasant cause I’m rejoicing.
Can someone joice?
Now if I could only get my 2024 Gary Patterson Cat Calendar. I’m using last years, its kindof off.

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Well, of course she did, she’s smart and well-prepared and quite qualified … plus she was raised by a Mumper.

That’s a damm good question.

Okay, gotta call a friend back. She texted me the other night in full-blown upset mode (something about how her - female - boss has been sexually harassing my friend, for quite some time now & it’s progressed to an official investigation) and we agreed to talk today.

But when she reached out earlier today, I was still dead-ass asleep. I told her that (“sorry I’ll call you back in a minute!”) and she responded that I was her hero, for sleeping till nearly 1 p.m. :face_with_raised_eyebrow:

But in between all that, she also tried to video-call me, right when I had finally awoken & promptly seated myself in a place from which I do not, ah, make or accept video calls.

Shitty timing, my friend. Shitty timing.

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Yay for Fairy Chat Daughter!

Not much going on here. Weather forecast and actual weather are at odds, which means we have sun now, but should have rain. So much for Swiss precision.

Should go make a grocery list, but I don’t wanna. I’ll do it tomorrow.

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great news!

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Another week gone by in the blink of an eye! Coppertone, I’m glad you got some help with household supplies. TP and cleaning supplies have gotten expensive.

FCM, congratulations to FCDaughter! And I’ll testify that there’s no stubbornness like elderly stubbornness. I have a small travel trailer parked in my driveway that proves it - we got to the point where it was easier to just give in most of the time, since FIL was going to go through with whatever harebrained scheme he’d proposed. I believe that the pandemic is the only reason we aren’t now in possession of an inherited dog.

flyboy, thanks for being that kitty’s guardian angel. You can’t tell people how to live, but if I had an indoor/outdoor cat who’d had to be rescued by a neighbor twice, I’d have an indoor cat now.

And happy Firday with the appropriate congratulations and sympathy to all Mumpers, because I’m being called away! Ugh, loved ones really limit internet time.

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The weird thing is that these aren’t frozen, just refrigerated. They have some sort of stabilizer added so they don’t go wonky. I used to just make home fries, but somehow got away from it. I’ll likely go back, as hash browns are a PITA.

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They’re a minor PITA. Home fries are easier. But now SWMBO usually doesn’t want me to cook breakfast. She just eats her yoghurt. So it’s been a while since I’ve fried potatoes.

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:rofl:
you and doggio crack me up, also nellie. I appreciate it, particularly last night when I’d seen some particularly distressing news on IG.

I have been puzzling what RDO stands for. I’ve never run across it. I’ve finally decided that the DO stands for Day Off but I can’t figure out what R stands for. Requested? Required? Recreational?
We had PTO Paid Time Off, now I’m on PPTO Permanent Paid Time Off (my own creation)

my sister and I got in trouble for teasing our younger brother one too many times by chanting the following at him:
the cub scout follows Akila
Akila follows the cub scout
Akila and the cub scout walk hand in hand;
neither one of them knows where they’re going.
:laughing:
We thought it was hilarious; little brother, not so much.

yes, that was a good line but the one that wins the thread was the half wit retort by red (very sorry swampy)

folks be weird, er rather entitled.

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Hooray!!!

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I know I’m supposed to walk to Tar-jay today, but I can’t recall what I needed. Maybe if I go and wander around, it’ll come back to me. I awoke during the night to the blinds clattering. The wind had picked up, and today is cool and sunny. Yay for cool weather!

I have various small chores today. Ms. Dog’s person wanted to drop her off this evening, but I’m tired and would like one more good night’s sleep first. Ms. Dog goes into Full Conelrad Alert if a leaf drops outside. I asked that we stick to tomorrow a.m. at 7.

shoe, you get the most interesting phone calls and customers! Take care to cushion that toe. When I lost a toenail–I dropped a sheet of glass on it vertically–I kept a band-aid on it because I found it was tender. Maybe we shoujld page @BippityBoppityBoo.

FCM, congrats to your daughter! Such wonderful news! I agree that your MIL may just want to get out now and then. Remember when families used to “go for a drive”? I know gas is pricey, but maybe she’d enjoy something like that. Or maybe it would just get her started on the Indianapolis trip again. Le sigh. At least you’re rid of your visiting Texan.

I absolutely will tell her this story when she calls on Sunday. She’ll love it. Also, the Egg Man will figure something out, koo koo ks-choo. (I know it’s supposedly “Goo Goo Ga Joob,” but I don’t hear it that way.)

JBats, everyone who has a sad task should have a Bob to cheer them up.

pilot, sounds like your hutch is about ready for a bunny. :wink:

flyboy, you’re a hero for saving Blue.

I normally dislike grey walls or floors, but that’s a nice, subtle shade.

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:tada::confetti_ball::clinking_glasses::bottle_with_popping_cork::woman_dancing:t3::mirror_ball::man_dancing:t2::confetti_ball::tada::bottle_with_popping_cork::clinking_glasses: HAPPY DANCE (such as this creaky old dame can do) commencing on the great windswept plains of Nebraska!

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TX SIL is on her way to the airport - poor FCD… it’s so nice and quiet here.

MIL has had her shower and I fixed her an early supper (I guess, since she woke up at 1130) Laundry is finally done and chillage underway. If traffic isn’t too awful, FCD will be home by 6. We shall see how that goes.

I’ll need to coordinate with Daughter once she knows her schedule. If she can’t get home soon enough, I will have to meet Roxy at the bus. And I think I’ll have her for a week between school and camp. We’ll see.

Meanwhile, such wonderful quiet… :hugs:

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Nurse Boo sent a toe cushion shopping link to dear Shoe’s book of faces messenger ‘cause Ms Boo is a tech daft peasant who can’t figure out how to post pictures or images here.

It might be worth asking your boss at work if you can have an exemption for a while if you find your closed toe kitchen safety work shoes put pressure on that big toe-it can be not only uncomfortable but slow the healing of that toe or even cause the new emerging toe nail to be dislodged prematurely. Wear a comfy soft shoe with as little toe box pressure as possible, keeping regulation kitchen worker shoes in your locker in case the Health and Safety Inspectors surprise you.

Some people find nighttime epsom salts foot soaks give comfort. Target and Wal Mart even have some Dr Neal’s soaks that are scented. Eucalyptus or rose or lavender. You and your poor foot probably deserve a little self care and pampering.

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things are looking up.

congratulations to your daughter! i’m glad she was able to find something so quickly. i hope all goes well.