I agree. As long as I can eat my food the way I like it I do not get bothered by how anyone else likes theirs. Personally, I don’t put ketchup on anything. Another common argument is pineapple on pizza. I won’t eat it but if that is your favorite, who am I to judge.
You are my new best friend! 
Puppy was fine, my estimate of age might be off (hey, it was a year ago and I’m not a good bet to remember what I had for breakfast yesterday…). Anyway, here’s the Facebook picture if I did it right (!!!WARNING: Cuteness Overload possible for a Saturday Morning!!!)" https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=1766283453711754&set=pcb.1766283923711707
Up early, my left shoulder is aching, often when I take a deep breath to cough, not sure what I pulled but hopefully it’ll go away. So didn’t sleep all that well last night, heard the storm go through but it’s dry and clear today, 61F heading for 76F. We’ll see what ambition I have today, house does need some attention in the cleaning area.
Since it’s laundry compare time, I usually have 4-5 loads once a month, since I have enough supplies to usually last that long.
Preach it, Moooommm!!! But despite your logical approach, I think people like to argue about mundane and pointless stuff like that…
Dicey, glad you liked the pics.
Typical fan…(sighs)
Cat Glove, glad you could get the tab renewed, my guess is that you were quite polite to the clerks and that made the difference. Here in Ali-bama they don’t do appointments, you go it and get a number from a machine when you check in and wait for them to call you.
OK, onward into Sattiday.
SQUEE!!! The visible eye does look open, too. 
Adorable babydog.
Back when I first started in my weird career that’s real hard on sleep I tried Melatonin for the situations where I needed to go to bed much early tonight than I had last night.
It was a very strange and ultimately unsuccessful experience. My perception was that it put one big hunk of my brain into almost-sleep while it put another big hunk of my brain into wide-awake overdrive. The ensuing battle was weird & unpleasant and the wide-awake side seemed to win most of them. Only when that side eventually got tired in the normal course did I fall asleep.
I also tried it with normal bed times hoping to establish a control arm for my experiments. Same outcome. Rats!
Other folks use it regularly and successfully.
Bottom line: it’s cheap and easy to experiment with. But it’s not a universal solution for everyone. Good luck to @Kitten_Mitten’s hubs.
‘Mornin’ all. Been up and out on the patio for an hour watching sunrise and the tropical clouds. Coffee is mostly consumed and whenever Her Ladyship emerges we’ll start our busy lazy Saturday.
My balcony faces South-ish. Just a few days ago the Sun would emerge from behind the building awhile after sunrise and it’d become blindingly bright out here and chase me inside. Deeper into what passes for winter here the sun comes up directly in our sightline and the balcony is always blasting bright unless it’s cloudy.
Now as we get into spring proper and soon summer the Sun’s path stays behind the overhang of the balcony above all day. So we have a nice bright sky but can sit in the shade until late afternoon. It was luck, not skill that got us this arrangement, but I like it. Shame the road noise is still down there summer or winter. Then again, we picked living on a thoroughfare for all the other good stuff built along it, so that was self-inflicted too.
Would enjoy snagging some overtime $ this weekend, but the omens are poor. Too little uncovered work, too many folks with their hands out, and me standing well back in that too-long line.
I can watch the continuous parade of pedestrians and joggers from here. We have two regulars who are especially interesting. One is a bagpiper in full regalia who I see marching by every few days. He’s pretty skillful and always a treat to see or hear.
The other is a bearded old man who seems much too scruffy to live around here, but also seems too clean to be homeless. He’s out here nearly every day. Odd sort of RenFair-Lite style clothing and carrying a guitar. Which he strums regularly but cannot play. No chords, no fingering, and it’s not in tune. Just strum, strum, strum to a beat only he can understand. He’s not busking, just walking along. He tends to recognize and strum directly at people he passes on the sidewalk, but that’s about it. It seems like a performer acknowledging his audience, not an aggressive move. When I’ve walked past him myself he sometimes says something semi-incoherent, but usually not. Just greets me with a strum.
Mr. Guitarist just walked by which is why I relate these stories this morning. He was walking away from the beach, while a stream of walkers & jogger are going the other way towards the beach. Lot of turning and spinning and audience-acknowledging going on.
Local color. Florida Man in all his not-quite-right glory.
Her Ladyship has just emerged, so time for the rest of my day. Cheers all! Have the best day you can.
Tumbles to fainting couch. Misses. Ow.
It works for me, but for spousal unit, not so much. I seem to recall my daughter saying it did nothing for her, either. < shrug >
I’ve showered and dressed, helped FCD load the truck (Hazardous stuff has been dispatched, and it was free!!) and I tidied the kitchen before making another mess. I’ve got a biiiiiig batch of sketty sauce simmering away (started with 2# of ground beef) and I tidied the kitchen again. Not sure what else will happen today - it’s dreary and mid-40s, so not the sort of day to venture forth. I foresee much reading unless FCD gets motivated to do something that requires my assistance (which generally consists of handing him tools and fetching bandaids! ) We shall see…
Good morning.
It’s currently 35 degrees, dark and cloudy outside. The expected high is 45 and the day will contain cloudy to partly cloudy skies, with some rain showers mixed in later in the day.
swampy, I’m so sorry you found the poor pup. I can understand feeling sad for the day; I become upset to the point of turning something off on TV when I see animals harmed. I have also found some animals on the road, and have spent the rest of the day in a funk after calling them in.
The grands are so cute, FCM. Roxy is really growing!
I’ve had mixed success with melatonin. It mostly doesn’t work for me.
I have around three or four loads of laundry a week; light delicates, dark delicates/normal, and towels/sheets. The light delicate load isn’t very large and I often have to find stuff to add to the load.
I puttered here and there yesterday but didn’t get a lot done. I’ll probably do some more today. I need to clean the fan blades for the ceiling fan/light in the great room. I used the long swiffer on them, yesterday, but noticed a little crud on the edge of a couple of the blades. This means I need to pull out the tall step ladder and get up there to fully clean the blades, not just dust them.
Laundry may or may not happen today, but if it doesn’t happen today it will happen tomorrow.
I wish our dump had amnesty days. I have some stuff that’s been sitting in the garage for a stupid amount of time that I’d like to get rid of like paint and other materials.
I need to break down some stuff for donation again. I feel like stuff is accumulating again, and it’s driving me nuts.
Guess I’ll get my day started.
Chiming in on the melatonin experiences: all it does for me is promote a strange state of semi-sleep and when that happens, I get weird and unsettling dreams. I tried it a couple of times, but it was too unpleasant for me. I wish it did work! I also wake up at 3 a.m. every morning and then fall asleep by 8 p.m. every night. I called it “Old People Insomnia”.
Yay, I’m getting a haircut today. Then Mr. brown and I will treat ourselves to lunch at King’s Fish House, an upscale place that opened a year or so ago. I plan to get a big chunk of grilled mahi-mahi and a cup of chowder.
Then back home to household chores: vacuum and clean behind sofa, and clean coffee table and area rug. And scoot the area rug back into place. It creeps out of place on its own and ends up buckled against the base of our entertainment console. It’s a two-person job to move the 5’ x 7’ rug back to where it should be, and I need a kneeling pad in order to get down there and pull it back.
My laundry is done (one load a week for just me), dishwasher emptied, breakfast prepped, and tea drunk. Now I’m chilling and waiting for Mr. brown to wake up so I can take a shower before I go to the haircutter (Great Clips).
nellie, Cook Out has a whole sides menu that isn’t just fries! One can put a meal together that any stoner would appreciate, hence the stoner special epithet. Here’s their menu. (my choice last night was a steak style with a ranch chicken wrap and a cheese quesadilla).
shoe, their feetsies were bigger than Nelson’s! They’re gonna be big doggos. As far as laundry, I usually do three loads a week this time of year, two in warm weather months, so five for two people isn’t out of line.
herald, my issue with Chipotle is that to use the drive thru at my local one, you have to have the app. I refuse to do that, so the only time I eat there is when I meet up with friends and that is the choice.
metal mouse, that pupper is adorable! It does look like his visible eye is open though.
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted and fixing to do KP. I have a five o’clock tax appointment and need to pick up a prescription, but those are the only must do things. I may take Nelson to the dog park this afternoon so’s he can work his zoomies off.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
I put ketchup on hot dogs, but ketchup on an Italian beef??? Oh, the humanity.
Snow showers this morning giving way to a mixture of rain and snow this afternoon. In other words, a sloppy day. Today is Ariel’s 22nd. birthday. I bought coffee cake, chocolate cake, and Girdle Scout cookies for the barn staff. Miss A will get her usual carrots, horse cookies, and lots of loving.
I was once looked askance at when I wanted provolone on my Italian pastrami sandwich.
Howdy Y’all! Mowage got accomplished, then I showered, dressed (cause I’m nice like that) and went to the Food Kitty cause they had Poopsie products on sale for seventy-nine cents per two litre, limit eight, with Food Kitty savin’s card. Then I stopped at MickeyD’s cause it’s right by Food Kitty and got us two snausage bizkits each, cause again, I’m nice like that. Still waitin’ on the promised rain.
MetalMouse cute puppy! I needed to see that after seein’ what I say yestiddy.
Ketchup on dawgs oogies me. Then again, ketchup on anything but a burger or meatloaf tends to do that to me. I like to dip fries in mustard which is a thing that gets me weird looks.
red now we’re gonna have to get Cook Out soon cause you have made me get a gnawin’ and a cravin’.
We’re heading up to a small town to observe the Polish rite of spring called topienie Marzanny, or The Drowning of Marzanna. Marzanna was a Slavic goddess portrayed as a figure representing death, winter, and disease. The figure is braided from straw into the shape of a human and dressed in traditional local women’s clothing. The tradition started by burning the straw doll and drowned it in the river afterward. The drowning of the doll intended to summon the spring by letting the winter drift away in the river.
Hey, I like a good drowning as much as the next guy, but I’m in it for the food.
My husband favors BBQ sauce on fries. When I bother with sauce at all on fries, it’s ketchup or cheese sauce if available.
Thanks, shoe. That’s the one thing that hasn’t changed in 20+ years. The Dopers I interact with the most are some of the most caring people I’ve ever met.
Same here. Hubby uses it occasionally, but it hasn’t done anything for me for years.
What a pain in the patoot! I’m glad that the manager was willing to help, though! My tags for my car was 2 months out of date 
and my van had just expired. (It sucks being broke.) Here, most of our renewals are at various police stations, though we have kiosks around town. I’d always gone to the substation nearest my home, usually waiting an hour or more to get it done. This past time, I decided to try the kiosk at my library. I was far luckier than you with mine, though. I was able to get both renewals done with no trouble. Put the one on the car and dropped the one for the van off at the shop where it’s been for over two months waiting on an actual working transmission. grumblegrumblestupidrebuilttransmissionsgrumblegrumble
Saturday mornings aren’t made for braining enough. At least that’s my excuse…
I’ve usually got about the same - load of towels/sheets/etc, plus two adults, one darn close to adult and one teenager that doesn’t know the meaning of the word “neat”. Of course, said teen is also the one who strips naked every day as soon as possible…
Oh, I like that! I’m Polish by ancestry and am learning Polish through DuoLingo. Topienie hasn’t come up as a vocab word yet, but now I’ll know what it means before DuoLingo tells me.
Hubby and I used to go to a festival given by the Nuns of the Immaculate Conception, a convent of Polish nuns in South Jersey. I loved it because I could get homemade pierogi, cabbage rolls and gifts to show off my heritage.
Today has been a day already. It’s beautiful out, 63F/17C, after a night of heavy wind, rain and possible tornados. I did get to sleep in a bit (read: I woke up at 0630 instead of 0500) and just kind of putzed online a bit before getting up to get ready for the day. I had to go to one of the local churches to get an emergency food box, which I try to remind myself shouldn’t cause shame and it’s there for those in need. I used to teach PDO at that church and know a few people which, actually, makes me feel a bit better about going since I see friendly faces. The line was incredibly long, though fairly efficient. It’s all done in-vehicle, left over from the Days of COVID. Hand them our ID and proof of address, pull up and unlock/open the trunk and they put a metric butt-ton of food in the back, a mixture of canned and boxed food, fresh fruit, frozen meat and various baked goods that are given by local supermarkets. We can only get them once a month, but there have been times when it’s what has kept us fed.
I got home, had warned Hubby and asked that he get the kids ready to come help bring things in. BtY was the only one outside because CtE was sleeping. BtY grabbed a crate of food and rushed inside, not bothering to keep the door open for me. I was carrying another large box in and, because BtY just throws things wherever, I tripped over his huge school bag. I went down hard on both knees, scraped up my arm and slammed my teeth into whatever was on to of the box. It wouldn’t have been too bad if I hadn’t tripped and fallen on my left knee about a month ago. It was mostly healed, but still tender. Now I’m having trouble bending it. Which means that I’m sitting at my desk right now with an ice pack on my knee and 4 Advil in my system. And I’m going to be asking the kids to help with a lot more than I usually do.
I didn’t really have a lot of plans for the rest of the day. I should be doing housecleaning, but that’s one of those things that can wait a little bit. I may read some. I may do some writing (can’t forget my poem for today). I also need to call the case manager at the hospital for Dad. My mind is just all over the place right now. I may pull up Diablo II and play a little of that too. Just so I’ve got something mindless to do today.
Have a great Saturday, all!
Oh, my GAWD what a bad fall!
I hope BtY at least felt bad.
Nope. BtY has yet to figure out how anything that goes wrong is his fault. From what I’ve been told, it’s known in kids with ASD. I’ve been trying to get him to understand that there are things out there that, intentional or not, he has done to cause others harm. But he just shrugs and says, “Whatever.” (Though some could be the combination of ASD and puberty…)
I think it literally means “melting”. My wife is of Polish descent on both sides and she’s done the DuoLingo thing, also.
You should feel ZERO shame about asking for help. NONE whatsoever! Sometimes life just shits on people just because it can, but your community really does want to help.
Also…just imagine what would happen if nobody was in the food line. All of those volunteers would have wasted their time standing around hoping to give someone some food, and all the food would spoil. You are an important part of this process, you don’t want to let them down!
It’s almost 2:30pm here in the DMV (that’s the DC/MD/VA area, not motor vehicles 
) and it’s chilly and rainy. Perfect day to stay home and do nothing except maybe play with LEGOs (I might finish the jazz quartet today!). This morning I paid my bills, but have spent most of my day so far just doing a bunch of volunteer-related stuff online. I’m not quite caught up, but at this point there’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow – or later – and I’ve decided that I’m done for now. After this post it will be time for a late lunch/some slothing! I’m looking forward to finishing the first season of Paper Girls on Amazon Prime: it took me a while to check that show out, but I’m enjoying it more than I expected to.
Last night’s outing was a mixed bag…
First, and most importantly, the music and company were stellar. I love so many of the people in my life/orbit, and am lucky to know them. And after 10+ years of being a fan I got to meet one of my favorite writers/bloggers, who lives in DC and is best friends with one of the musicians (also a friend of mine) but who I’d never seen at a show before. Those things far outweighed the stuff I’m going to whine about. But I’m still gonna whine… 
Taking Metro wound up being a mistake, but only because some idiot left a bag on a train at another station and they had to shut down said station while the police investigated. If I’d caught the previous train I wouldn’t have had any issue, but we made it all of 3.5 stops before having to go back to the previous station. First, we had to wait for the train operator to walk from one end of the 8-car train to the other; she did not look happy as she went by! After we went back a station everyone had to change trains, then they were single-tracking past the closed station (which took even more time). All told I was delayed by ~25 minutes. I still got to the show before it started, but only by 15 minutes instead of the 40 minutes I’d planned for.
Also, the venue was disappointing. It was my second time there (the first time was in December), and the service and the food were both noticeably worse. I had to flag someone down to take our order, I had to ask for water twice (it took nearly 30 minutes for my friend and I to get any water), the pasta was undercooked, etc. Just annoyingly bad. Apparently, though, they did fix the garage issues that led me to decide to take Metro this time; if I ever go to another show there, at least driving will be a viable option.
That’s a cutesplosion, right there!! 
I only ever get a barbacoa bowl there, so I never look at the menu. For the longest time I didn’t even know that they sold tacos (honest)!
Maybe different locations have different menus…?
Be still, my puppy-loving heart! 