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Good morning, kids. Thank you for the degree-related kudos, all ye who offered them. It’s been a lot of very hard work and I’m glad to be at the finish line.

So… My dream job got posted yesterday. On the one hand it’s a senior position at a major library system so it seems extremely unlikely that they’d hire a band-new grad. On the other hand, I am qualified and I have substantially more than the asked-for actual library experience and I’m a specialist in exactly what the job’s all about - particularly weeding, which most librarians seem to have a terror of and which I rather enjoy. On the other other hand, if I leave my current job (that I really just started) and current apartment before December, I’ll be on the hook to repay my relocation bonus and a breaking-the-lease fee. And it’ll also just feel kind of shitty to bail on the good folks here without having finished what I came here to do.

Lot of things to consider. Still, I’m gonna apply. Not like I have anything to lose, and it is my dream job.

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Maybe a bit much.

Is Sensei too pretentious?

That’s also not bad.

Oh. I had a great class for two years in Taiwan. Wonderful kids. They called me “Teacher K” because I would say “OK” all the time and they wouldn’t year the “O” and only hear “K”. So, Tr. K is another possibility.

One thing about living in a small town is that everyone gives you food from their garden or farm. We’ve had three different kinds of vegetables that I’ve had to google to find out what they are and how to cook.

Yesterday, we were given some Hokkaido scallops in the shells.

Not as big as these, but very good seared in garlic butter. I was afraid I chopped up too much garlic, but even the kids liked them.

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Hey, everyone. I dropped off the face of the earth for a bit but I’m back, for whatever that’s worth. Life just got absolutely nuts last week, not all in a bad way. We had so much to do I kind of had activity hangover. Right now we’re waiting on pins & needles for mom’s first radiation appointment tomorrow. She can feel the thing growing, daily. It’s terrifying and different from all the other times before. I have that unsettled feeling in my gut where I’m thinking things may start declining soon, radiation or no.

On the good side of things, overlyboy started a really cool internship, and it involves him driving downtown a couple of times a week, wthich is giving us both heartburn. He did great yesterday, though - got lost, kept his head, figured out how to get home in rush hour no less. I was more excited about that than his internship! Why did no one tell me that the first time you watch your kid drive away to get on a major interstate is so terrifying??

Anyway - off to the races. Hope everyone is having an amazing or not bad week.

Oh…desserts. I absolutely, positively love homemade warm chocolate chip cookies, seconded by my mom’s flourless chocolate cake, thirded by my mom’s pattented “cherry glop,” a monstrosity created in the 70s to mimic cherry cheesecake (and the ONLY cheesecake I will eat because the texture/smell/taste combo freaks me out), and fourthed by cherry pie and vanilla ice cream. Nom.

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I think “Teach” is adorable and it gets my vote.

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Sensei it is, at least for me. No pills about it.

Yaay! … Do it. Totally do it. Whatever incremental expense there may be for moving early is trivial and one-time compared to what you’ll gain every day in the new job.

Minneapolis is a big city with all the good stuff that entails but it’s a polite big city, unlike so many others. So it lives sorta small-town like. And the winters can’t get much worse than you’re already dealing with, so no loss there.

Fingers crossed!


My day has begun most excellently. Bill & Ted would be proud. The previous night before bed I surveyed the irk situation for Woeful Wednesday. My irk shift would start at 5am. At that time I would be at great risk to be called; very few other people ahead of me in the queue and we had thunderstorms late at night that often means some 8-10pm flights don’t leave until the following morning re-crewed by the early shift folks like me. So I slept with a certain foreboding.

But if I survived unmolested to 8am, several other people would come on-shift who would fall ahead of me in the queue to be worked. And I could enjoy my day at home with almost complete peace of mind.

I awoke at 8:05, having slept through my entire workday practically speaking. Yaay me. This time. Tomorrow at 5am my situation will be more precarious. I suppose we could call this “union featherbedding” but I don’t have a feather bed. Her Ladyship demands genuine down pillows though, so I guess I can call it “union featherpillowing”. Yeah, that’s it.

Now approaching the crack of 10am, Her Ladyship is up, prettified, and bursting with cabin fever to go do something, my balcony time has been enjoyed, the day looks & feels lovely outside, coffee has been 95% successfully made and half up-loaded, and my turn to shower is next followed by us eating something.

Having caught up on all the vital mumper news I’ll now wish one and all bon chance for the day. Cheers!

Oh yeah; Come home Darci! Lots of folks are worried about you.

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Okay, I gotta hear more about this! Got a recipe…? :point_right: :point_left:

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So I got sent over to the 100 sort table since they were shorthanded. My leg got mango-ed(a BJ’s order busted and splashed it on one cowworker’s face and on me), and I got IV fluids(splashed on my shirt). So I am well hydrated today.:wink: Also, they either didn’t having anybody loading the 3 package cars on Middle Red, or that loader was one of those people who couldn’t pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were written on the bottom of the heel, because we had to walk 100+ packages to the package cars. After work, I went for a walk down the greenway. No sign of Darci, but

Veni Vedi Venison

Me: < turns on bedroom light >
Spot: “HEY, I’M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE.”

: crosses appropriate and inappropriate appendages :

So say we all!(or most of us, anyways. Not like there are’ Mumpers with 5 diffrent nicknames)

Maybe Her Ladyship will have a headache. :wink:

{{{{wordy}}}}

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It’s way too bright outside, and I’m up way too early. Still, when nature calls, you better answer!

Tacklehug time! Welcome back.

Fess up. What’d you eff up this time?

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pilot and shoe, reading you talk about the long, blah drives/drone flights in Texas just immediately brings Desert Bus for Hope to mind. Desert Bus is one of the most boring, mind-numbing games ever - all you’re doing is driving a bus from one location to another along boring, relatively featureless roads. The link is for a yearly benefit that the Loading Ready Run team does. You’d be amazed at how entertaining watching a group of sketch comedians that have been online for about 20 years can be when driving a boring bus.

metal mouse, I think he’s going to. He really trusts his doctor - Dad’s been under this doctor’s care since he moved here in 2006. And when we were shopping at the grocery store, Dad mentioned with a smile that he guesses he needs to stick around for us kids. We just need to keep an eye on the depression.

No rain here yet, though plenty of overcast. I think we’re supposed to get some later. But honestly, I haven’t been paying attention.

As for longest post… I have a tendency to babble. :blush:

sari, I’m the same way with phone calls. I’ve actually got social anxiety with it and it usually takes me a couple days to work up to making the call. As such, I hate to have to make any.

Yesterday was a tiring day I’m just glad I was able to relax afterward.

cat glove, I can just go by what I see here, and that’s a lot of sweetness. Yay on clever shopping at Macy’s for the wedding gift. I bet Manager is going to be touched by the thought of y’all coming together to get a nice gift.

flyboy, my estrogen is much higher than my testosterone and I’d even be all about casters. For the sliders, do they have foam on the side that the machine will sit on? That’s how most of mine have been and usually, with the heavier items, you don’t really need anything to make it stick. The furniture kind of embeds itself into the foam.

kay, I’ve been wanting to visit Austin for awhile. I’ve got a few friends there - some I’ve met, some that I’ve only known through my online graphic novel book club. It’s on my list of “Once I’m not having to pay to feed my growing kids, I want to go there” places.

JtC, I don’t always feel like it - especially when my back and knees get in on the “Make TP feel Old” train. I have a tendency to be surrounded by people younger than me which makes me feel older. Maybe I’ll decided to get tazed when I get my Pisces next year. :wink:

Having known many a biker in my time, the vision is setting me into a fit of the giggles. Which does nothing for my Old Lady persona.

Niner, I’m with everyone else. Definitely go for it. Yeah, it’s frustrating to those you leave at your old job, and can be a bit pricey having the repayment there, but dream jobs don’t come around every day. If you’re offered the position, then you can figure out the best way to handle things. And I second pilot regarding Minneapolis. I’ve got a friend that’s been there for about 20 years. I’ve been up to visit him a couple of times and I’ve never been treated with anything but kindness when I’ve visited.

Hubby is of Italian ancestry, and he would cry blasphemy at the thought that there is such a thing as too much garlic.

I like either Teach or Sensei myself, though I will admit that “sensei” brings to mind the man that taught my kids karate. And that’s not a bad thing.

wordy, I don’t blame you and overlyboy for being uncomfortable with driving downtown. I do whatever I can to avoid driving downtown. It just stresses me to no end, even when I’m the passenger. I end up yelling far more than is good for me. I hope his commuting gets easier. And yay on the Internship!

pilot, glad that today was a day that you got to sleep instead of coming in to work. I know that the odds get slimmer each day, but I’m hoping that this luck continues for you the next couple of days.

Today’s going to be much more laid back for me. I do have to get cleaning and laundry done, but I’m doing it at my own tempo. This is my trying to be better about caring for myself. I have a tendency to push and push and push until I am too pained to do anything and put myself in bed for several days. So I’m trying for the tortoise instead of the hare.

BtY is in a bit of trouble with me. He’s supposed to leave his phone with me when he gets out of the car. I asked him where he was putting it, and he showed me putting it in the door. He took a bit to get out of the car when we got to school, and I didn’t think too much about it because having others behind me waiting on me always stresses me. He must have taken that time to slip the phone into his pocket because by the time I got home and went to take it out of the door pocket, it was gone. So I’m probably taking his phone away for the next couple of days. I’m preparing for yelling.

I should be off to do whatever it is that I need to do today. Wish me luck in not being eaten by large mounds of feral laundry!

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Me, too! Like, majorly stressed.

There is a slim but non-zero chance that it fell out of the door & is now lost.

That’s actually best-case scenario, for him, because otherwise, it means he blatantly lied to you. I’d be furious.

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Can you explain what “weeding” is in the context of library work? I’m guessing you’re not going outside and literally pulling weeds; that would be a very weird job description for a librarian.

I also say Go For It! They’ll be lucky to get you.

My hand is feeling much better this morning. A little lingering tenderness, but I can pick things up with my left hand, and make a tight fist without grimacing. So Murph may start going up on the wall this afternoon. We’ll see. I’m anxious to keep making progress.

Right now I gotta get off my butt and go launder some laundry. Happy Humpday!

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i also pictured pulling weeds from the plants in the library. then i realized it was “thinning” the collections. always tough to figure what could be left out of a collection.

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When Wifey wanted a TV for her studio we bought a Roku TV and we like it. So much so, in fact, that we bought Roku devices for the other 2 TVs. (We use Youtube TV for our ‘big 3’ networks fix and Roku makes that lots easier.) The only problems with using aftermarket Roku devices is that the Roku remotes won’t control the on/off function or the sound volume so you end up having 2 remotes around, and, at least for us, Roku supplies two remotes for each TV but only one of which will actually work at any time. Maybe they’ve fixed that by now. (We had a Roku TV before this one but it died during our recent move. So a sample size of 2.)
Mini-rant for the day: We used to have a TV that, although it came with a remote, also had a little door behind which were a few buttons to control the TV (in case you lost the remote or the batteries died, I suppose.) In fact one of the buttons was a ‘find remote’ button.
TVs no longer come with this wonderful feature. :face_with_symbols_over_mouth:
I’d pay a few bucks extra for this.

Anyway, happy hump day, if you like that sorta thing.

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I’d strongly urge one more day of rest - there are lots of tiny bones, muscles, ligaments and tendons in your hand; many interlock in complex ways - and “it doesn’t hurt AS badly” isn’t the same as “healed.”

That being said, I totally understand being anxious to get back on it. Just sayin’ … a single extra day may reap rewards, and pushing it a day too soon may sow punishment.

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Anything with “glop” in the name has got to be good.

I have recently replaced the old coffeemaker with a new one of the “exact same model”. Or so it appears. The old one was fully functional but after a decade’s hard use had gotten pretty ratty looking, and $30 is not much to send the jungle in exchange for shiny new appliance goodness right to your doorstep.

To my surprise I find the shiny new machine does not brew as quickly as the old one did. More like 5-6 minutes to brew a whole pot unmolested instead of 4-1/2. No clue why; it truly does seem to be completely identical to the old one. In fact I had to resist the temptation to keep all the old loose parts like carafe, etc., “just in case”. Having just thrown out its predecessor’s predecessor’s such parts unused when we moved here 6+ months ago.

Anyhow, a consequence of the slower brewing is that after I’ve started it and then pre-heated my cupful of water in the microwave, sometimes there’s not quite room in the reservoir for the full cup yet. Of course every coffee cup I own is a different size, so judging what’s room enough is … complex. Especially before any coffee has been had & brain is still waking up.

If I notice the shortfall of reservoir space I can manage that a couple ways. But if I don’t and simply dump the whole cupful of water abruptly into the reservoir, the excess 2-4 tablespoons of very hot water pours out of the overflow hole on the back of the maker. And then proceeds to migrate across the countertop, hoping to seek refuge under the wooden spice rack. Cue mad flail to silently get enough toweling in that small space quickly without jostling a few dozen glass bottles of spices onto the floor. Sigh. The wood and the spices survived today, but it was close. Whew!

But at least my daily coffee is an endless supply of stories for y’all to laugh at. Any good comic has to have harrowing experiences to supply material for his act.

She’s a nightowl; little risk of early morning molestation in either direction. She’d react about like Spot in your picture. And with just as many claws. Afternoon Delight on the other hand … :lecherous leer:

My professional foster parent daughterinlaw/stepdaughter has a very skillful approach to these kinds of problems. Which starts with “You won’t get in trouble if you tell me the truth. Now … what really happened?”

Assuming a semi-neurotypical kid, they melt, tell the truth, get a massive self-imposed guilt trip, and a hug. Plus a “thank you” for the truth and a reminder that doing [whatever] was a bad idea / against the rules / contrary to what I told you, so don’t do it again.

Lying however gets instant banishment to that chamber of horrors: Your Room! And said that way it truly is a horrible horrible sentence worthy of fear. Plus additional penalties at the sole discretion of the Court of Mom.

Seems to work for her hordes. She’s now raised a couple dozen of them.

That was my assumption. Considering that most librarians are probably biblio-worshipers, not mere biblio-philes, choosing which of their children to kill is probably an agonizing task easily procrastinated until the warehouses are bulging with stuff unseen, much less read, since the 1950s.

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Me? I made my second cup but got distracted by toast and didn’t drink it til it was lukewarm. That’s good for -5%, if not -10%. I have a bad case of don’t wannas today.

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Looks like that’s gonna happen anyway. I’ll need Mrs W’s help to raise and position the frame, and as it turns out she’s got meetings for most of today, and there’s an event at the clubhouse at 5 that she wants to attend.

Our first houseguests are scheduled for the end of June, so I suppose there’s still time.

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I prefer teach. I like to honor that profession as much as possible and TB seems to embody all that is noble about that profession.

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Near-afternoon all. Went to Wal-Mart for a mop and some of that spray-on carpet cleaner and used it on the most trod-upon areas (you can easily spot them). Spray on, use mop to grind it in, let dry and vacuum. Hard to tell how much good it did, may give it another shot this evening.

Niner, it won’t hurt to apply; if you should be offered the ‘dream job’, you will have had time to review the situation, see what the pluses/minuses are financially and for your future happiness, and make the call then. It’s a government job, I see, and governments (local, state, national) move at their own pace hiring-wise.

I can get behind Sensei for Tokyo Bayer’s MMP name, since it means teacher anyway. Maybe even Sensei K…

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Quite a bit, friend.

Glad overlyboy met the challenge, both at the internship and the expressway. And {{{ }}} for your Mom.

Pilot, glad your beauty rest wasn’t interrupted…this time. I was a substitute schoolteacher for several years, I both wanted the phone to ring (I got paid) and other times just let me sleep.

Real Fish, yea! Dad. And babbling is not a bad thing here in Mumper-land. And good luck in kid-management. I like Pilot’s advice a lot, but you know your kid best.

Wheelie, I agree with shoe, don’t start anything you can’t stop if you get a twinge or two…and don;'t be stubborn about it. …And I see Mrs. W has taken care of that matter.

Ok, time to get to the gym and get my swimming and sauna in, then referee a soccer game at 5:30pm (weather and the Parks department willing) and come home to a cheeseburger. Sounds like a plan. Take care all.

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There’s only one way to settle this: Sneetch.

Re: the folks talking about Minneapolis, yeah, I would love to live in the city. I have adored it every time I’ve visited; it’s a big part of why I moved to Minnesota in the first place. I’m doing OK out here in the boonies, but I am city scum at heart and most at home in a reasonably-dense urban environment.