I forgot to ask this before. Do you wash the lint screen on your dryer? I empty it with each load, but I never thought to wash it. The maintenance guy said to wash it because fabric softener dryer sheets clog the mesh. (I use dryer sheets because there’s no softener dispenser in the washer, and I didn’t like filling the plastic ball I bought.)
Not usually. Since I don’t use any form of fabric softener (DH dislikes it), the screen never seems to need washing.
My grandmother made an apron for my dad. I think it was made out of white boxer shorts, and it had a fly. Inside of the fly she’s made a stuffed tube about an inch and a half in diameter, six or seven inches long, and with red material for the top end. It could be pulled out of the fly. I know I didn’t get rid of it, so it’s got to be in the storage unit.
Which reminds me: Dad also had a Genuine Pussy Stretcher. I’d like to find it.
Happy Friday!
It’s been a while.
I was trying to catch up, but I gave up.
There should be a daily bullet points post of news as opposed to general chitchat, but then who decides which is what?
Even more important, who has time to do it?
I’m still sleeping a lot, and unfortunately, reading puts me to sleep fast.
It doesn’t help that we have had rain almost daily for weeks now, which also makes me sleepy.
The shot in my back has made a difference, instead of 2-3 hours of sleep each night, I’m getting 4-6. The pain is not 24/7 anymore and isn’t as bad. I’ve started cutting back on pain meds. I still have brain fog, but not as much.
We went to the park this morning and somebody came in with a six-month old puppy. I was very happy with the GR, they crowded around the poor thing, but just curious sniffing and a few attempts at play. Both of them are very sweet and chill. Echo behaved herself as well. I’ve been wanting to get the GR around more dogs, but Echo is such a bitch that I am leery of hanging with dogs we don’t know. A girl of about 7 or 8 was there too, and the GR were friendly with her. Echo doesn’t like kids and avoids them. I worry though if a kid were to corner her how she might react. This little girl seemed to be familiar with how to act around dogs. Some people bring in kids that don’t know better.
My ToDo List is backed up so far, I feel like it will never be done. My son has been very lazy lately, and I can’t say much because so am I. I have no motivation, and of course, when stuff gets backed up it makes me even less motivated.
Howdy Y’all! Been a very slothful and lazy (I know, what a shocker!) day here at da cave. It’s been rainy off and on and right now it’s pourin’ as I post with occasional ka*booms. Nappage, day drinkin’, and eatin’ majik intartoobz pizza and sallit were the highlights of the day.
Rocker apparently the walls in da cave are painted “pale smoke.” Silly me thought we chose light gray.
FlyBoy YIKES! Hope Blue is safe and sound.
Nellie hooray on the eyesight and nice chunk o’ change! Yay also for fixed dryer. If’n I went to Target what I would remember is I don’t like Target. I’ve had enough bad experiences that I don’t ever want to darken the doors again.
MOOOOOOM Huzzah for FairyChatDaughter!
sari glad the shot has helped.
shoe OK, the “shitty timing, my friend. Shitty timing” really did make me LOL and even crack a smile.
Yay! My W/D belongs to me, not the complex, so I would have been on my own.
Yay!
This. Fabric softener tends to be scented, much of the time it makes my skin itch and makes the towels non-absorbent.
I love the apron hippy!
Good to see you sari. Exposing the GR to new dogs is a good thing.
The abode is cleaneded, groceries bought and supper et. Time to kick back in the studio. 
Awww….that is just about the most heartwarming mumper sight ever.
Well, what do you know! The cave is very tasteful.
Had my PT eval today for the bruised tailbone and hamstring injury sustained 2 weeks ago. I’m a bit tired from it. She did some gentle soft tissue work to help the bruising, then a strength assessment, and finally 2 stretching exercises. After that was the chiro, and I finished the morning at the ENT for my 6 month checkup.
Evening all. Typing this on my cellphone, ATT is messed up on my home Internet so this will be very short. Napped, cycled, coached. ate - that pretty much sums up the day. Am going to try to get a real live person on the phone and figure out what’s going on. So take care, yippee for FCM daughter and hugs and general well being for everyone.
May the force be with you 
Me: < rolls over on bed >
Spot: < muffled ow >
Me: “Sorry dude, I did hear you.”
I put away the laundry. I had an Aviation, in honor of Pilot. I garnished it with a Luxardo cherry, not in honor of him, because there ain’t no cherries in the LSLoveshack. 
Only if they were gruntled first.
Just chip away at it, you have the rest of your life to get it done. But glad the shots helped.
No. I don’t use fabric softener, I just put my balls in the dryer.
Indeed!
Congrats, FairyChatDaughter!
I feel the same way. 
I’m sure he will, he had chickens and eggs to give away before we met and he managed just fine.
I would be embarrassed to even ask such a thing from a stranger.
CG has been to our home several times, but only because he wanted to drop eggs off on his way out with his girl-friend but we are friends now, so that is different.
That’s the important part!
I was once doing something that I should have asked for help with and managed to smash my right thumb which resulted in me losing the nail. The bare nail bed wasn’t that sensitive, but I use my thumb nails for all sort of things so was constantly scraping the nail bed on something when I tried to pry or peel stuff.
Yesterday I got the third set of mystery instructions and printed them off to mail to Mom. This morning, I found corrections in my inbox, so I printed them off and reopened the envelope so I could pull out the page that had been changed. (Which gave me flashbacks of keeping the MSDS books updated.)
As long as I was going to the post office, I thought I would make a thrift store drop off and asked Hubs to look into his closet. He said he thought all he had was a couple of shirts he had outgrown and headed in to get his shower and sort clothes. Three big garbage bags later he pronounced himself clutter free so I started getting ready to go. Then he opened his dresser and we ran out of room in my trunk.
On my way home, I stopped at the library to give them some more toiletries (I used to order Avon almost weekly, and then stopped using it because my skin objected) and as I was leaving town I saw a
SNIK STORY HERE!!!
Big, FAT bull snake sunning in the road. Of course I put my flashers on and stopped my car, then got out and started stomping my feet in front of the snik in the hopes of convincing it to vacate the area. The next vehicle (work pick-up truck) that came along was driven by a young man who thought I was stomping out a fire so he put his flashers on and jumped out with a fire extinguisher.
When he saw what I was doing, he went back to his truck and got a box and some work gloves and came back and grabbed the snik and put it in the box. Then he put the box in the cab of his truck and said he was taking snik home to live in his hay shed.
This concerned me because I was afraid that the resident sniks would be mean to the newcomer, but he insisted that they would get along.
Then someone else came along and stopped to see what was going on. We told him and he wanted us to put the snik back on the road so he could run it over and kill it. A few rude words happened and then snik relocations happened post-haste, neither of us felt like dealing with the jerk.
I bought some disposable litter boxes for the trip. I’m planning to be a little mean and not giving GG a whole lot of breakfast and only a few pieces of kibble during the day so he won’t poop while we are driving. I will also refrain from eating unless he is eating, it would be mean to let him smell the food on me while depriving him.
I got an oil light on for the last couple of day so I went to get some oil. I checked the oil and it was really low, and I’ve got five hours of driving tomorrow.
After I pulled into the hardware store, I popped the hood, and for some stupid reason opened the oilcap before buying the oil.
Then I remembered that it’s time for an oil change, so I called the garage and they said they would change the oil today. Put the hood back and drove home.
After dropping off SenGirl and SenWife to the trainstation so they can go to the airport, I went to the shop and had him change the oil.
If this boring text hadn’t gotten you completely nodding off, and you were reading particularly carefully, you may have noticed I never replaced the oil cap.
What little oil was left was all over the engine and now only a tiny bit was left for lubrication. Fortunately, I didn’t drive it far, but that would have been a hell of an expensive mistake.
Rib-eyes on the barbie tonight. I made baked Yukon God potatoes for the side, since yellow potatoes are lower in carbs than russet potatoes. I grilled Mrs. L.A.'s over the burner, and I cooked mine (later) on the sear burner. Wifey’s steak was not overdone, but apparently it wasn’t especially tender. Mine, rare, was tender.
I never did get a chance to ask the across-the-creek neighbours if Blue was OK. I did post the coyote incident on Nextdoor and the Facebook group. I hope everyone keeps their kitties safe.
Thank goodness there was enough oil left to not blow up the engine cause yes, that would have been expensive.
I’m now going to share one of my favorite car disaster stories from way back when the dinosaurs roamed.
Hubs and I had gone out for a motorcycle ride and stopped to eat a good ways up the mountain. While we were eating, I heard a car rattling up to the parking lot and knew from the sound that the lifters were shot which was probably due to lack of oil or simple over heating.
I watched as the gentleman who was driving got out and opened the door for his lady friend and escorted her into the diner. (At no time during anything did they seem distressed.) They sat down and while ordering the man asked the waitress for a bucket of water. When the water came, he went out to his car and opened the hood, then poured the water over the radiator causing an instant cloud of steam. He came back in and asked the waitress for more water while saying nice things at his lady friend.
He kept taking water out between ordering, eating, ordering desert and paying. There was another cloud of steam when he managed to get the radiator cap open and more with some alarming cracking noises when he started filling the radiator.
Of course I was enthralled with the drama and hubs is also as noisy as me, so we delayed leaving until they did. The gentleman escorted his lady back to the car, opened and closed her door for her, then went to the driver’s seat and tried to start the car.
Of course it was deader than dead, so nothing happened. He smiled at her, then got back out, went around to her door and got her out and escorted her to a bench in the shade.
Then he went back to the car, opened the trunk, pulled out a baseball bat and beat the ever living fuck out of the car.
I didn’t see this coming.
That’s so heartwarming. The rest gets even better, but this part made me smile.
Me, neither, that was a helluva plot twist.
I fully expected that the guy just thought this was all normal, that everyone poured buckets of water over their car’s engine each day.
Friday Night Pizza Shenanigans Time!!
Someone’s order came to $20.90 and they ask if they can do a split payment.
Sure.
Hands over a twenty, and wants to then put ninety fucking cents on their card. Totally nonchalant, didn’t act like there was anything annoying or weird about it at all.
There aren’t enough eyerolls.
Honestly, if there’d been even a hint of, “Sorry, I’m out of change” or SOMETHING I wouldn’t really have even noticed.
But just yeah, sure, please put ninety fucking cents on my C.C. which oh yeah I hafta unlock first … gah.
But the big drama of the night came late - eleven-ish? There’s reports of a car broken down in the drive-thru and what do we do?
I was in the back making pizzas, so I only later learned it broke down AT the window, and that it reportedly could not be shifted into neutral to be pushed.
The driver - whose sobriety may have been questionable - apparently said he was gonna call a tow truck, and LEFT.
WITH THE DRIVERS SIDE DOOR WIDE OPEN.
We had people come into the lobby to pick up their orders and managed as best we could (the phone was off the hook a lot) but towards the end of the night when I dragged out some trash, I decided, fuck it, let’s close that damn car door.
Nope!
It’s absolutely wedged into the mortar gap between the bricks lining the ledge under the drive-thru window. As in, nobody could make the car even rock the tiniest bit. It is S.T.U.C.K.
I kinda wonder if the cops are gonna notice it and do something about it before we go back to open tomorrow afternoon.
Monkey got a big can of Friskies and it’s time for me to forage around for myself.
I felt this in my soul.
Up, cafeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s my Firday!.
Glad you didn’t grenade your engine, sensei
Did someone call them? Or is management just planing on putting one of y’all in the car, and passing pizza and cash back and forth for all eternity?