Got the rental car turned in with no problem, futzed around the airport a bit, got a call from the shop saying that it would be ready by 3:30 (it was near 2:30 then) and all looked well…until (cue dramatic music…dun dun DUN!!
First the airport was busy with incoming passengers and Uber wanted over $100 due to high demand, so I decided to wait a bit until most of the folks got their rides and see if the rates came down. While waiting I got another call from the shop…and they found a leaky hose when they tested the system, it might have been the root cause of the engine overheating/head gasket problems. But I never noticed anything, so… Anyway, they said it should be done by tomorrow (where have I heard that before…), and they woundn’t charge me for the part and labor, which was nice of them.
Sooo, over to the rental car booths…and all of them were out of cars (double-checked on Expedia to be sure). I guess Mondays are not a good day for walk-up rentals. So I ended up Ubering home and here I remain until the car is ready tomorrow. Have had to call off soccer practice and my planned Cheeseburger will have to be from the freezer if I want to have one.
Probably could have put this in the rant thread, but haven’t had a good rant here in quite awhile, so…
On the good side, it hasn’t reached 89F yet, it’s a beautiful day, and…nah, I’ve had it. May go back to bed and try again…
Cookie, can you get a second opinion if you’re not really sure about the first?
Nellie, glad you were there for neighbor; that would have scared the life out of anyone. Hope they catch the son-of-a-female-canine.
OK, need to start dethawing my home-made cheeseburger for the night. All y’all take care.
Month eight of my quilt project is done. This month was the last of twenty four “King’s Crown” pattern blocks. The pattern is identical but there are three variations on color. The first one I did took hours of cutting, sewing and then redoing because I could not get the points to line up of the sizes to work. The last one of this twelve block assignment took just over fifteen minutes…
Operation “Obtain Fried Chicken” was a success, albeit a bit lengthy. The poor woman was running the entire operation solo - taking orders, ringing up money, getting every order boxed correctly, and oh yeah, also cooking the damn food.
I wanted to tip her but she said she didn’t know how on the new machine, and I had exactly 27 cents in my purse (which she got) but I still feel bad. I usually have at least some cash.
Note to self: over-tip next time.
2nd Note to self: I stood around long enough to see the packaging for their insanely yummy rolls, and I know where Gordon’s restaurant supply is located.
Will have to buy myself a big package of rolls, then find out how long they stay good!
Operation “Remove Cooking Oil Stain” seems to have been a success as well.
Laundry is currently percolating in the dryer.
Monkey shot out the door last night, uncollared and uninvited to do so, and did not return for hours, the damn fuckhead.
He’s obsessed with Charm so I thought unlatching her tank, loudly, would summon the demon beast. Nope … so charming little Charm got some unexpected “wandering around” time on my wrist to, ah, stretch her legs?
He did return. Eventually.
I told him firmly that he’s grounded, and held out for a whole twelve hours, but it’s a gorgeous autumn afternoon & his cabin fever is driving me nucking futz … but this time, he has his jingle-bell collar on, and was politely invited to go forth.
Well, once the damn sun stops shining brightly on my side steps, it’ll be sittin’ outside time.
I will not buy cheese product or any other pseudo-cheeze-like-substance. Ick.
Speaking of cheeseburgers, the McDonald’s in Leonardtown is closed for major renovation. I commented a couple of weeks ago that the playspace there has been closed since COVID. Then all of a sudden, the parking lot was blocked off and there was a dumpster full of the playspace pieces. Wondering what it will look like when they’re done…
Supper was good. Dishwasher is washing. I crocheted a crab and a gnome, so productive day. So I’ve got that going for me.
Thank you for that Pilot.
Of course, as is usual with MicroSquash help, It was incomplete/didn’t work that way. I found my way to another screen where I was able to change the target of ‘Documents’, ‘Pictures’, and ‘Music’, and that seems to have done the trick.
What do you use, if I may ask? Just curious, as Wifey uses Microsoft stuff for her (sometimes) work (real estate) and I need to have my 'puter setup as her backup. Her machines are getting old.
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I really like your puzzle pieces Hippy. One of my Grammas used to make quilts. Wish I still had one.
Unfortunately, due to my new-found allergy to milk, I have been testing non-dairy alternatives to dairy stuff, including many cheeses.
I can get away with Cheddar, Parmesan, and Oaxaca for instance, but not some mozzarellas and some swiss, which really irks me.
It’s a learning experience.
I use Apple products. My desktop is an iMac and my laptop is a Macbook Pro. For my productivity I use Apple’s Pages rather that Word and Numbers rather than Excel. Unlike Microsoft Office, these applications are a free download. Apple’s software will open Word and Excel documents. Microsoft will not open many Apple documents.
Mooooom, my own mom absolutely refused to let us kids have pacifiers. She also made a point of getting us off the bottle by the time we were walking (remember, this was back in the day of glass bottles, so some of that was a safety issue). When she began to do childcare in her home, she was known as the sitter who would binkie / bottle / potty break your kid in record time.
shoe, the dish soap trick used to work for me when I worked in the fryer room at the chicken plant. That was weapons grade grease too. You are in the right place for smelt. I remember visiting friends in Petoskey when the smelt were running. Lets just say that combining a bunch of folks who were well lubricated, fishing nets / ice cream pails / anything to dip into the river and the running of the smelt was kinda fun.
Those are some nice blocks hippy.
You reminded me that I need to schedule an appointment to get the screw (discovered when DT aired it up Saturday) removed and the tire patched cookie.
I have an internal interview for a position on second shift in product research tomorrow @ 1600. I like my current gig, but am tired of being a chess piece between supervisors.
Methinks your current hobby seems to be “quickly solve Mumper problems” which is … well, okay by me!
Dad’s up for a chat, so I gotta go in a sec. We had a death in the family last week that … stirred up stuff. She was my cousin, only a few years older than me, and she went terminal on the night of her only son’s birthday.
To die the same day you gave life …
She rode the “H” horse for far too long, hence her early demise.
Plus the only reason she even has a son is b.c. she got knocked up by her then-dealer. Who went on to “accidentally” get run over by a bus, which family gossip holds as being a deliberate suicide in the worst possible way.
Plus my lovely parents can’t tell the difference between heroin and pot, so cue the hand-wringing!
Her son has gone on to become the most kind and mentally healthy human you can imagine, especially given his start in life, and I can’t imagine what he’s going through.
I’m looking at a delightful month of the main road between here and town being closed. With any luck they will fix it better than the last culvert replacement. That one now feels like going over some waves in a boat. This adds 3-ish miles to the commute.
hippy Nice quilty stuff!
Cheeseburgers…I saw there was a deal on McD’s, but the damn app wouldn’t load at lunchtime.
Well, that’s about where I’d put Anheuser-Busch products. But I’m a self professed beer-snob and don’t consider it beer anyway.
Not that there’s ever a bad time for a Doctor Who quote, but this is even more fitting than usual.
pilot, good luck with the appointments. Routine or not, I still hope they go well.
It bothers me quite a bit too, but in some ways, I wish that BtY had been a pacy baby instead of a thumb baby. It would be a lot easier to stop him from sucking on it at 15 than the thumb he still sucks on.
My dad has said the same things. His paternal grandparents came over from Poland and lived with them. My great-grandmother wanted to teach him but he didn’t care. I’m finding its never too late to learn, though. DuoLingo has been helpful in at least getting me to read it, even if i can’t get the words to come out right!
I just splooshed my water all over the table. I love it!
metal mouse, isn’t that always the way it goes? Today must have been a bad car day - I wad supposed to have a dinner date tonight and his car wouldn’t start this morning and he couldn’t get anyone to work on it before Wednesday. Hopefully, yours will actually be ready to get you back on the road tomorrow!
hippie, those squares look great!
shoe, I’m glad that Monkey came back. I don’t blame you for giving up on the grounding though.
Good luck on the interview! You’ll kick butt!
Today’s been a day. CtE had a depression episode that had them coming home 90 minutes after school started. And I got a call from the EE teacher stating that BtY was banging his head on his desk during 1st period. Then the above mentioned rescheduling of my dinner date.
But, storytime was great. I got to see and chat with the volunteer that held my position when my kids were little. I hadn’t seen her in at least a decade. She was very surprised that CtE was a senior and BtY a freshman. After that, I got to spend a wonderful lunch with @Tripler. We haven’t seen each other in around 15 years so it was wonderful to catch up. Headed home when he had to head out for his reason for visiting the state. And I’ve been sitting on the porch, listening to Critical Role and enjoying the nice day.
Gotta be up early tomorrow for driving everyone to work and school. Have a great night all!
When I was a wee lad I used to tag along with my dad at work - he worked construction. Frequently, as subs had to work around each other, someone needing to work in our area would ask, ‘Are you finished in there?’
“Call it pee-pee and it’s all your’n.” was his favorite response. I always thought a bit clever too. But, strangely, I’ve said that to a few folks now and again but judging by the strange looks I get, I don’t think anyone has got it.
It has now prompted my first foray into MMP territory (well, that I can remember anyway). Thanks for the flashback!
ETA: I just googled the phrase, the first hit is this thread.
Saturday we went to the Mukilteo lighthouse. Here are the ten photos I took. (The alehouse, with the Anheuser-Busch keg urinal pictured in the OP, is across the street from the park.)
Hi all. Approaching dusk I’m balconatin’ again. We seem to be having a skeeterful evening here, so I may be driven inside or to commit Bug Spray Mayhem!!!1!!11!! Bwah ha ha!!!
A while ago we wandered over to the Spanish tapas place for dinner eats which has a great Monday special. Their montaditos are normally $5 each on sale for $2.50. And the full menu, not just the cheap ones made undersized like so many restaurants’ happy hour “bar bites”. Her Ladyship had a duck breast with fig jam, and I had an olive tapenade w basil & EVOO, a jamon Iberico, and a pulpo with tomato puree. We skipped drinks.
Once home I finished off the last of my bottle from Friday night’s extravaganza. I have a serviceable vacuum wine cork gizmo, but one doesn’t let the good stuff sit more days than minimally necessary. One simply doesn’t.
Thunder has been rumbling inland much of the afternoon but it’s stayed dry here. As we ate it seemed to be getting closer, so rather than linger over on-sale sangria we wandered home. A spit or two fell, but nothing significant. The thunder yet continues inland now and I see somebody is getting rained on heavily. It’s getting dark enough I’m seeing the flickers behind me. Which is a great experience. Right nearby the puffies nearby are darkening gray, being below the horizon vs the sun. Well out to sea the big tall thunderstorms are dark where they meet the sea and bright orange/pink on top. But only for a couple more minutes.
Orange gone, pink remains, but the countdown to first sunset and then end of twilight continues.
A few days ago I did a total cheat day and went to a local takeout fried chicken institution for lunch. It dates from the 1960s when this area was first settled by intrepid souls who didn’t mind skeeters & palmetto bugs and didn’t need no sissy air conditioning or stoopit Weather Channel to survive no stinkin’ hurricanes!
Anyhow, 3 big black people behind the counter: one fryin’ birds, one accesorizin’, and one doin’ the register. They were hauling ass and it was still a slow process due to the the crowd on a random weekday after 1pm! There’s a reason that outfit is still cookin’ after 60+ years. I’ll be back.
And no, the management had rigged the register so that tips could not be incorporated on your purchase. Had to be cash in the fishbowl. Which is great for untraceability, but so few people carry much cash any more. Including me. Fortunately I keep a cash stash in the car and brought some back in for them. Genius and hustle deserve a reward. An untaxed reward.
GFS is awesome. If you haven’t tried their brats, do so. Tres magnifique as the Germans would say. I think a pack is about 16, so not an insane huge quantity for a single person. They freeze great.
One of their big pork tenderloins can be cut into five or six 4-5" segments, frozen separately, then thawed individually then roasted in barely 45 minutes in the oven, producing a yummy dinner and 3 more for nil effort beyond starting the oven & prepping the booze & veg while the cooking pork smells drive the catz & the hoomanz nutz.
MetalMouse of course the car wasn’t done. The perversity of the Universe demands it. I totally get the urge to compress the timeline by not waiting until the car is 100% fixed & tested before leaving home. BTDT, got the screwing to prove it. Never again. After it’s been test driven and washed I’ll leave home to go get it, and not a minute before. Lucy meet football, but this Charlie Brown ain’t havin’ it no mo’.
Hippie that is some beee-ooo-tiful workmanship. You’re awesome at this!!
Easy enough: Just take away the [whatever] and callously ignore the screams of the dying. They’ll cry themselves to sleep eventually, and by the time they turn 30 and need intensive therapy or are climbing tall buildings to snipe at passing traffic, you’ll be far enough away to not be a suspect contributing to their downfall.
I spent a lot of years in IT all of it on Microsoft from DOS to the latest in cloud servers. They’re on my speed-dial. It also happens I’d had to solve that same problem a year-ish ago on the machine I’m typing on right now. I recalled the fix was simple; finding the fix was much harder.
Major {{{hugs}}} to all. Life can suck so much.
Hooray Fishie for ending strong on a very mixed-bag day. Any day with IRL Doping is a good day. No matter who else got killed.
Now an hour later I’ve got stuff to do then … G’Night all!!
Howdy Y’all! Home from men’s night over to the church house. We had a good crowd, and, as usual, solved all the world’s problems, but, alas, as usual, nobody ever listens to us. Both of us brought back half a steak which will get turned into pepper steak for tomorrow night’s sup. Right now, I could go beddy bye, but should wait a little while.
red appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed re the interview tomorrow.
HIppie nice quiltin’ stuff!
MetalMouse grrr… hope you get your vehicle back tomorrow.
Went to the dentist, and was wondering what’s for dinner all the way home. I figured the Spousal Unit would have already eaten. Turns out she’d ordered a pizza: Sun-dried tomato pesto, fresh garlic, spinach leaves, ricotta, mozzarella & parmesan cheese and Italian sausage. Yum.
I made cheeseburgers tonight(Penzy’s Arizona Dreaming seasoning, Chipolte cheddar cheese, and an aioli made from Duke’s mayo and Herdez taco sauce). And and an Old Fashioned. I sent an email to set up a meet and greet with Harvey.
Why do you hate America?
Love the blocks, hippie
f you’re Rotel dip, or something similar, Velveeta and its like are good. But for non molton applications real is est.
Well his last job was “be prepare to land a plane with 1 wing, no engine thrust, and the pitot tubes are all clogged”, so the skillset translates.
Grandma was very Polish. Mom…not so much, so I know little of Polish language or food.
And {{{{CtEBtYFishy}}}}
One of my Grammas used to make quilts. Wish I still had one.
