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I used to keep a glass of water on my nightstand until I got tired of sharing with the cats. I got a sippy cup to keep the cat spit out of my water and the cats thought it was much fun to knock it over and roll it around while the water came out of the straw. Now I have a glass of water and a sippy cup full of water so everyone is happy.
OMG, yes. They will start slowing down once open enrollment is over. I’m reasonably happy with the replacement plan (yeah, I went cheap, LOL) I have, but I’ll still talk to my (state paid) advisor in October because all that stuff changes more often than it really should.
Oh, and BTW shoe. When you mentioned painting the porch ceiling blue, I meant to ask if you were getting haints mixed up with wasps. It was late and all…but blue paint on a porch ceiling is meant to keep the haunts out. The History Behind the Southern Tradition of Haint Blue | Dusty Old Thing
Blue bottles also trap haints hence seeing blue bottle trees in the front and back yard of homes with haint paint.
Looks at picture again. D’oh. Yeah, that’s way too evenly green to be real. I’ll bet its great for rolling back scratches.
I am sick. In addition to the leg pain, I have a fever, joint pain, and an iffy stomach. It’s not COVID (tested). I hope it goes away overnight. If not, should I mask up and go to the PA appointment or cancel? I can’t just call and ask in the morning because it takes them 1-2 days to call back.
{{{{Wordy}}}} As my mother used to say, “Too much is enough!” I’m relieved the incident is over and hope the trauma dissipates soon.
Baker, I’ve missed you. Don’t ever feel like you need to be cheery here. That’s for Stepford Wives and Miss America contestants, not for real friends like us.
Confidential to @LSLGuy I’m not ignoring your message! It just takes me a while to formulate a thoughtful response, rather than just popping off my mouth, which is what got us here in the 1st place.
I will reply directly, I promise.
I’m confused as to why being sick is a reason to NOT go to the doctor …
Maybe those additional symptoms are related to whatever is causing the swelling in the first place? (An iffy tummy is easily explained by all the meds you’re taking and/or the stress you’re under due to the pain & worry.)
I vote “go!” and make sure they know everything you’re experiencing. Clearly, something is very wrong, and I doubt “Ignore it and hope it goes away by itself” is the best strategy here.
shoe is wise. @nelliebly, I recommend to listen to shoe
I just spent the last 3 hours on cleaning up the garden after 8 weeks of neglect due to scaffolding being in the way. It’s already 28 C / 83 F in the shade, so I’m drinking cold water and catching up.
But I need to call the bank before lunch. Got an email that they need to reschedule a meeting. A meeting which I don’t have on my calendar, so I need to find out why we’re having a meeting (I think I know why, but I’m not positve) and to reschedule.
Morning, mumpers! It’s 18c/64f with a predicted high of 20c/68f and cloudy. Weather app says “It’s fucking dreich out. Please pronounce “dreich” like you’re spitting at the fucking sky.” Weather app has no appreciation of Scottish phrasing
nellie if you have additional non-Covid symptoms, that would be an excellent reason to see the doc as it could all be related. Better to find out it is something trivial and unrelated, so you can come back and give us the good news!
{{{{{wordy}}}}} congrats to your boy on his college place, good things do happen! I am sorry about your mum, I hope she knows that however close the end is for her, she is still surrounded by love.
Butters Welcome back, we missed you! Don’t stay away just because of a funk, this is the perfect place to have one.
Taters I really hope you can get your work situation into a better place. It sounds very much to me that the people who should have done things in your absence just couldn’t be bothered because they knew you’d be straight on it when you came back. That, sadly, is the price of a conscience and a solid work ethic. The more you allow them to get away with it, the more they’ll take advantage of you. You’re spread thin enough as it is, you don’t have capacity to spread yourself any further.
It’s nearly the weekend and I am tired. I was out with friends last night so I got to bed later than usual and I was awake just after 4.30am so got up much earlier than usual. Didn’t benefit me at all, still got to irk at the same time. I’m doing nothing tonight so I am hoping for an early night to make up for it. In the course of conversation, one of my friends decided it would be ideal for us to have a girlie spa weekend somewhere nice, and I have to agree with that. Thus, I shall plan.
In other news, I have developed an irrational dislike to a student Aside from the fact that her mother called our office and yelled at us (with said student screeching and wailing in the background) over failed assessments earlier in the year, the student is known to be difficult. This, however, is not the source of my irritation. I have had to deal with her for several months, and am still having to sort out her assessments etc as we come to the end of the re-sit period. My irritation is not so much with her, but with her student ID number. It contains all of my late mother’s phone number, but in a slightly different order. Every time I have to put her ID into my computer, it reminds me of my mum, and the fact that I can’t just call and talk to her. And that gives me a little funk every time.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 75 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 95 and N.O.S. for the day. The big item on today’s agenda is to take care of candle duty and stuff over to the church house, after which we shall be bears who brunch at Eggs Up Grill. This will take care of the main need to feed for the day. Sloth, general overall uselessness, nappage, day drinkin’ and other non-assertive things shall comprise the rest of the day.
Cat_GloveThis is a link to the church’s book of faces page. The livestream should be on the page come Sunday. I’ll be the old man in the alb and cincture talkin’ too much.
shoe does seem like you got way overheated. Do drink plenty of water and even the powerade if you can stand it, whilst at irk. Not a fan of that or gatorade myself, but will drink 'em when I need to.
Nellie I say keep the appointment. Maybe it’s related to the surgery o/r maybe not. Still best to let it all be known to the PA/Doc.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must once again purtify and don attire acceptable for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. This will be two days in a row. Why must the world be so cruel to me!
Good morning everyone. Sorry about my recent absences but there was a lot of… stuff. Ya’ll understand, right?
Glad to hear Nellie is doing alright after surgery. Followed the MMP some earlier and was worrying along with y’all.
I’m still trying to get re-homed in my own head following a week on a jury. Hearing all the brutally detailed testimony from victims of child-molestation was a little overwhelming. I knew this sewage ran through our society, but had to open the pipe and stick my face in it for a week. I may post more about it, but to summarize: The evidence was overwhelming, and we (jury) sentenced him to life in prison. As disturbing as it all was, the good news is that there won’t be any more victims at least from that direction. And the county seems to have mobilized a small army of doctors, counselors, psychiatrists, etc. to help the poor kids and family; all provided free of charge (parents are very low income and couldn’t afford it otherwise).
In keeping with the theme: pullinDaughter started her first class as a teacher this week. Sent us photos of her in classroom, and it’s way cool. We’re jazzed about it! Unfortunately she has 36 in her class, so it’ll be a lot of work.
Spent the last few non-jury weeks getting ready for a month-long trip up nawth (Wy, MT, etc.) I can manage this heat OK, but it’ll be nice to get up there where it’s cool.
Tried to replace a tire on the camper yesterday and ran into a weird problem. Currently have Firestone tires, and one got a nail in it. Pulled the camper to the Firestone Tire place (like always) and found out they no longer remove wheels. They only work inside the building, and if your vehicle can’t fit inside, it’s up to you to get the tire and wheel inside. They don’t go outside the building, period. They assured me this was corporate-wide now. I went home, jacked up the camper and pulled the wheel myself. Drove back to the Firestone store, parked in their lot and they wouldn’t even unload it from my truck bed! If the tire/wheel does not “break the plane” of their garage door, they won’t touch it. I endured this since I only needed one tire, and wandered around looking at everything while they replaced it. When a mgr asked if I needed anything, I said I was taking a long last look – because it’s the last time I’ll ever be there.
Was headed out to see my Dad for a few days, since he’s by himself most of the time now. But woke up in the middle of the night with a cough and burning throat. Great. I’ll dig out the Plague tests later this morning to be sure. As for now probably staying home, just to avoid sharing my microbes with a 90 yr old.
Assuming our corner of the web stays up (been down for several days now), I’ll try to participate more here.
Are you serious??? I don’t blame you for not wanting to deal with them any longer. What a stoopit policy! Or lazy policy? I wonder if it’s really a policy or just the local manager…
I know this is going to jinx me, but I got just over 7 hours of sleep!! And the peasants rejoiced!! But I woke to no internet, which got me up and running to the modem post-haste. I rebooted it and all is fine. Maybe it was an outage at the actual ISP, maybe it was me - dunno. But I’m on line, so yay! We get our TV from streaming, and it gives me a little respite from Tobias, so it was pretty serious being down!
MIL has an eye appt at 9:20. FCD told her they’d leave her place at 8 (it’s almost an hour away to her appt) which makes sense since she’s slow-going. But he left our house before 7 to go to her apartment, which is about 10 minutes away. Whatever… He worries about traffic but around here, the worst rush is 6-7:30 for folks heading to DC or to the base. Still, better to be early than late.
I am loving that Tobias won’t get here till 9-ish. I can take my time, get stuff done, and even surf without constantly checking the clock! I’ll get to the shower eventually.
The lad and I will go to Food Lion today - we need 'nanners, and I’ll have a look at whatever specials they have. That’ll kill some time this morning. Maybe it’ll help tire him out - I couldn’t get him to nap yesterday, even tho he was obviously tired. Rotten little kid!
Cool day forecast - upper 70s/low 80s - so the house stays open. My electric bill loves it!
Morning all. Won’t say good as I was up a bit after 5am and couldn’t get back to sleep, so way too darn early. Even this early it’s 75F and going to be another scorcher. Got some e-mails to get out and things to write, so will try to occupy my morning with them and get to the gym/coach soccer in the afternoon.
Pilot, enjoy the Asian/Italian expresso.
Shoe, Texas Roadhouse is on my Sunday Dinner list, never been disappointed yet (do have to remember to have them remove the egg bits from the tossed salad).
CatGlove, haven’t been to a baseball game in many years; just not motivated and the nearest Major league team is 3.5 hours away (Atlanta). May have to get out to see the AA Minor League team one of these days (the Trash Pandas), but not while it’s 95F.
nellie, another vote to see the PA and make sure they know what is troubling you. Do hope you feel better today.
boo fae, a somewhat shouty student with a loud mom and bringing about unpleasant memories…can anyone else at your place handle them, maybe trade students?
yanker, we all know stuff happens…and I was going to add a smiley after that but then reading what you went through, that would have been horribly inappropriate. At least be comforted that you did the right thing and that the kids will be getting help. Things like that…well, sometimes I wonder about this civilization thing… And yeah, 36 kids in a class will be a handful. Enjoy your trip, even if Firestone was being pretty pi**y about it.
FCM, enjoy the day.
OK, need to break fast and be about things. Take care all.
It’s 51F, dark, and partly cloudy outside. It’ll remain partly cloudy all day, but the expected high temp is 82F.
nellie, get yourself to the doctor!
wordy, so glad they caught the guy. Jesus, what a scary thing!
FCM, poor Roxy! I’m glad everything was sorted, and I hope tomorrow is a MUCH better day for her, her mama, and you!
pullin, after having had to sit on a similar trial many years ago, I can understand your feelings.
I did, in fact, push back on many things yesterday. I told the rest of the management team and the MPA what was happening, what I expected to happen, and how things would work. I dumped a big purchasing project in the MPA’s lap (where it belongs) and told her it was a priority. I did this in front of all the rest of the team so everyone is aware. We’ll see how it goes.
The SD sort of overrode me (she is the boss) on awards, and I am silently seething. My deputy is off this week, but I will discuss this during my one-on-one with him next week. I have a clear plan for moving forward. They asked yesterday if I could provide an hour-long training session to the staff next month during our monthly statewide meeting. I firmly told them no because I would be too busy closing out the fiscal year and sweeping up behind all of them. I suggested they cancel this particular meeting, and the SD agreed.
As to the lateness of awards for the staff, I cannot punish the staff members for their bosses’ actions. That is unfair, and I need to do the right thing for them. Will it be known or appreciated? Nope, but that’s how it always is.
The fleet issue has been dumped back in the MPA’s lap. She was questioning an email I sent her regarding the situation, and I told her to handle it because she is, indeed, the Fleet Manager, not me. I told her I was beyond capacity, so she’d need to handle it, and that other than a talk I needed to have with another agency about expectations for using “our” vehicles, she was going to have to step up and take care of this stuff from now on.
I am also dumping minute-taking and scheduling of a multi-agency quarterly meeting on her. I took it initially because the SD asked me, but now I’m dumping it where it belongs. I am telling the Deputy all of this, by the way.
Believe me, I’m not a wishy-washy person, and I often push back anyway. I ask questions, and lots of “Why are we doing this, and wouldn’t it be better if we did this?” statements come from me. I can’t stand stuff stacked up and want it done because the work is non-stop. Also, the MPA’s history of not caring for things drives me to “get er’ done” because I’m just made that way. I prefer to be nice, cooperative, and a team player. I step up when things need doing because I am on time for all taskers. I prefer to be early. But from now on, I’m taking care of mine, and the MPA will handle hers. We’re supposed to back each other up, but that’s been a one-way street, and I’ve now closed it.
I’m tired of being angry, and I’m tired of letting them make me feel that way. I don’t like myself when I’m this way.
Oy vay! I need to head upstairs! Take care everyone.
Just wait until one of your mandated plants has the utter gall to have flowers the wrong color or less-than-tidily-symmetrical leaves and see what fines the HOA dreams up.
Hello! I’m sure you all assumed I had dropped out of MMP by now!
The reality is that the trip was really triggering, as I feared, and it was too much to keep up with other commitments. I didn’t even get in much personal shopping and wasn’t able to buy some things I really should have.
I tried hard to not let getting triggered interfere with my kids enjoyment and that seems to be pretty successful. They seem to have thoroughly enjoyed the four weeks.
I’ve written extensively in the past about the craziness and abuse which I grew up in so I’ll skip all that, but it was crazy.
Growing up, we all knew that my father was terrible, because of the abuse, and it wasn’t until later that we realized how narcissistic and emotionally neglectful my mother was.
It’s taken a lot of personally work for me to handle being able to look more objectively at my mom, and this trip was shocking. She’s in her late 80s now and is losing even more of her mental filters, something she never had much of anyway.
My older sister went through a rough divorce a few years back and moved in with my mom. At the same time, she’s just going through the process on untangling things in therapy.
It’s much easier for me 6,400 miles away and 13 hours of time difference to be more detached about the situation. I honestly have no idea what I would do if I were in my sister’s shoes.
The trip itself was fantastic! We spent time with my mother, then fled up to Saint Louis to meet my cousin before trekking up to Wisconsin to spend some days on the shore of Lake Michigan, where my kids and I learned how to kayak. On one of the days, the lake was rough enough that I made sure the kids stay very close to shore, and on that day a woman went missing on a paddleboard just a few miles away.
We went to Wisconsin Dells, home to fantastic waterparks and go karts, both of which became unforgettable memories for us.
We then went to Rochester to stay with my best friend from high school, now a scientist working for Mayo Clinic, and who took us around to see the Amish stores.
He has foosball and ping pong tables so youth rivalries were revisited.
(Don’t even think about challenging someone whose doper name formerly included “player” on sports located within watering holes, even if you have home court advantage, although I guess getting trouncing with orange balls was sweet revenge for him. For foosball, my former teammate and I were reigning kings and did quite well in the local tournaments, and damn, I had a wrist snap that would rocket the ball through walls. Or so I remember, it’s hard to tell what are real memories and what are old desires.
Anyway that was a few decades ago, and thank god my high school friend is the same age so our reflexes have atrophied similarly.
A week back in Taiwan tying up loose ends, visiting friends and family and eating the sweetest mangoes in the world was next, and now we’re finally back home.
Mornin’ all. This’ll be mercifully brief since I’m on my phone.
Nellie dammit all, go to the doc! ASAP. Everything you’re describing from the swelling forward sounds like systemic infection taking hold. Untreated you might be doomed by Saturday.
We damned near lost my late first wife almost a decade early over a similar scenario.
That is all.
More later for / about everyone else when I get home & have a real keyboard and screen.
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Nah. I mean, even a broken clock is right twice a day.
Which reminds me, I finally changed the battery in my favorite clock (it’s silent) and now the hands move but it shows the most random times. (It’s currently 4:42 … no it isn’t, it’s twenty past ten ferchrissakes!) So I don’t know if an arm got stuck, or it got shaken during the move and something internal is showing damage …
I’ll fix the time again, and if that doesn’t work, my inevitable solution will be to see if they still sell that same model (or another similarly silent type - I cannot STAND ticking) off Amazon.
Awww, jeez.
I go through similar stuff with my late husband. A while back, I had to write a particular date on a few dozen items, and it happened to be the date of his death. Over, and over. It was like a horrid drumbeat in my head … but outwardly I’m just doing this mundane task, so why the bitchy face?
So to you.
I bought a couple of citronella candles on my last trip to Wally World. Does that count?
Brutal. I didn’t realize there were multiple victims; it is good to know they’re getting help instead of being left out in the cold. The most important thing now is for the grown-ups in charge to try to model (not say, do) that some adults really are looking out for you & have your back.
Jeebus! What age? I can’t imagine learning in a grade school classroom with that many other students. College lectures, sure, but that doesn’t seem to be the case here … ?
I’d bet there was an “incident” at a Firestone outside in the parking lot where an employee was trying to assist someone (bonus: who hadn’t paid yet and therefore wasn’t technically a customer) and someone got injured, or perhaps multiple someones. Lawyers got involved - the expensive kind - and since it’s a corporate chain, office suits got involved as well.
From that perspective, their policy is the inevitable result of such a scenario.
Yep, you’re one of the ones who put it into my brain. I desperately wanted nice, bloody red meat, but almost as badly did not wanna go to the store AND cook. Hell, I didn’t wanna do either, and it’s kinda a two-fer deal.
Had a bigger meal than I’ve had in a while … and still woke up four hours after sleepy time, hungry as all hell.
Had a lovely middle-of-the-night snack of yummy leftovers, conked back out, and am currently finishing off the last roll for breakfast.
Need to call management to bitch … er, inquire politely as to why the fucking hell they still haven’t sent someone to fix my outdoor light.
Also need to clean out the fridge - something has gone yucky.
Seems we got no rain last night, so it’s still humid as hell, though the weather forecast says we may get some later this afternoon. Hmmmph, I’ll believe it when I see it.
In better news, there’s a very good chance my G.C. will be able to visit today. If he gets out of work when he’s supposed to - which frequently doesn’t happen, he’s their team’s lead so he has to cover when someone is unavailable - he may be able to come up at, like, a reasonable hour. We could have dinner together! Actually spend relaxed time together, not just a hurried few hours in the middle of the damn night.
It’s all we’ve been able to do so far, except one time which was lovely, and both of us are looking forward to having more of what I’d call “real relationship” time together.
There’s some serious pessimism there … will it rain? They lied last time. Will he show up? He couldn’t, last time.
I’d be happy with either. Both would be so nice!
I smiled, reading this.
Smile got bigger!
This shows integrity, which seems sadly lacking in your little corner of the world apart from what you drag in yourself.
… and if you didn’t, it would be known, and UNappreciated. Which never works out for anyone in the end.
Sometimes doing the right thing has to be its own reward. But sometimes, not doing the right thing carries its own consequences. So, uh, do the right thing, mmm’kay?
(This has been a Life Lesson ™ from shoe.)
The task is literally in her job title, ferchrissakes.
Good for you. Fucking good for you!
Welcome home, and welcome back to MumperVille!
I’m glad you got some good memories with your kids. Use those as weapons against the demons.
(I waved at you from across The Lake.)
Okay, I have thoroughly procrastinated on this effing call to management’s maintenance dept. If I have to, I’ll escalate by bitching … erm, complaining politely … directly to my landlady (the property owner) who is also employed by the management office.
But when I have an ace in my back pocket, I prefer to use it sparingly.
ETA: Christ almighty @nelliebly if pilot didn’t scare you into doing the right thing, we’re gonna hafta hold an intervention.
Dunno what time your appointment is/was but I sincerely hope you kept it.
ETA II: on re-read “being left out in the cold” is … odd, given what most of us are dealing with right now.
Yanker, I was going to say the same thing as shoe regarding Firestone’s policy. The folks in that store would likely have helped you if they could, but not to the point of risking their jobs. Leave it to the lawyers to decree that someone must be fired for being too helpful to a customer.
If you’re the type who does such things, maybe fire off an email to corporate explaining exactly why you are now an ex-customer.
Sensei, sorry about the triggering, but glad to hear you had a nice trip otherwise. As cheesy (no pun intended) and touristy as it is, I love Wisconsin Dells! I’m a big kid at heart who, at 60, still gets excited over stuff like go-karts and water parks.
Today is supposedly the final day for the landscaping. They just need to spread some rocks and then get everything cleaned up. It’s only been two weeks, which is less than I expected, and hasn’t been terribly inconvenient. But I’ll be glad to not have half a dozen people outside my house all day.
18-30 mostly. It’s an undergrad class at the college. She agrees that her job is waay easier than elementary or middle-school teachers.
Agreed. I was friendly and polite to everyone, but they should know I’m a departing customer because of it. I checked with Discount Tire down the street and they were surprised at the rule, saying they’d be happy to do the R&R in their lot. I would’ve gone to them, but preferred to keep matching tires for now (DT doesn’t carry Firestone).
I’ll probably do so, with the explanation that we’re in our late 60s, and really shouldn’t be jacking up RVs and removing wheels. Unlike us, most customers won’t have the floor jacks, impact wrench and crane to lift the wheel into the truck. And they should realize they’re driving them away.
In other news, I tested negative for Covid, so probably just a summer cold. Instead of Netflix and chill, today is Netflix and OJ, etc. Called my dad to let him know he won’t have a visitor this week, but otherSib is headed there for the weekend, so he won’t be completely alone.
And, since I don’t watch football I need something to cheer so… “Go Taters!!”
And other, other news. A few days ago I finally finished installing the dashcams in my truck. Following the accident (and several near misses) I swore that I’d install them, front and rear. I ordered a set of upholstery/installation tools from the Jungle, and used almost all of them prying various plastic panels. But all the wires are run underneath interior stuff, and I even removed the covers over door pillar airbags to ensure the wires didn’t interfere with those. There’s a “channel” behind the airbags where wiring goes, and I just added my wires there. Not sure, but I think getting even a small wire propelled into my face by an airbag wouldn’t be good. I was able to tie into switched and continuous 12V such that the cameras can wake up when jostled, and film the entire time the ignition is on. As a bonus, they keep filming for 10 minutes after I turn the truck off. And they respond to voice commands, so I can “tell” them to save a clip, or start recording audio, or even take a still photograph of stuff. I lurves this new tech!
The usual heaving. Senior Clerk will be on vacation the next 13 days, so I get to fill in. So more hours, more OT, mo money. I went to Teeter after work, the entire chains card system was down, so I had to pay cash like some sort of Medieval peasant.
nellie, you better be at the doc!
You go, Taters!
{{{{Yanker}}} Sorry you had to sit through that, but glad perp is going away.
to you.
If he gets out of work when he’s supposed to - which frequently doesn’t happen, he’s their team’s lead so he has to cover when someone is unavailable - he may be able to come up at, like, a reasonable hour. We could have dinner together! Actually spend relaxed time together, not just a hurried few hours in the middle of the damn night.