I want something sweet as dessert. The only things I have are what could only be described as Shoe & JtC approved oreos. Not sure if’n I’m up to that tonight. Last time I had one I was zonked for a long while.
‘Take off, you hoser!’
Sounds about right.
Oh yeah, I have read that back in high school and never revisited it. I was more of a Midsummer night sort of fan. I should go back and read them all again, I’ll bet I get a whole lot more out of them.
I used to work for a medical office and had several patients who had to have their BP taken away from the building, so feel bad, but don’t feel alone. It is a thing.
Back when I was young and skinny, my blood pressure was often too low for me to donate blood. If I failed the first time, I would sit in my chair and think about work or politics or something bad I had read about. I could raise my BP by ten points that way so the vampires would write those numbers down and stick a needle in my arm 
That and pets were super important to me as well. It really surprised me how many men seemed to think that I was going to change my mind later in life because that was such a part of me.
I’m glad your IT guy is loving his baby. Happy children are a net good in the world.
If you google “stop babies crying by throwing cheese on their face” you will see that people are using cheese colored processed fud slices. No worries about wasting good cheese!
Wow, 3.5 years. I’ve never been able to age cheese longer than two. Maybe if I had more equipment so I could make more…
Good luck to him, I hope the process isn’t as onerous as getting a clearance can be on this side of the pond.
Garlic cream cheese is what taught me that yes, there is such a thing as too much garlic. That batch was so horrible that it just went right into the trash, rescue was not possible.
Huh. I always wondered what those were. I heard about them and thought they were probably fry bread but never had the chance to find out.
We used to go to Sacaton every year for Ira Hayes Day. We rode with the Leathernecks, how could we not? It was a big thing for the community, everyone came out to watch the parade, they were so happy that we had all come to celebrate their hero.
Depressing stuff ensues:
So many young obese people, many of them missing limbs due to uncontrolled diabetes. Grinding poverty and no water so they couldn’t even grow their own food anymore. I felt guilty accepting the fry bread the women made for us. No beef, too expensive. Home made refried beans, cheese, peppers and lettuce if they had it. They made it very clear that offering money would be an insult, so Hubs and I would share one and then get something else after leaving the rez.
It might not be the Greenbriar, but it wouldn’t be a bad place to hide from the zombie invasion. Vending machines and plenty of water!
Not to mention that not only is the price right, the next closest gym is another ten minutes away and charges almost thirty a month. It’s hard enough to get motivated to drive through the fog just to swim alone now, I’m fairly sure I won’t manage to kick myself out the door to go further.
I’m trying to convince Hubs that it is in his best interest to come with me, even if he just sits on the bleachers and keeps an eye on me. I’m the rain maker, he needs my income to keep living in the manner to which he has become accustomed.
If a giant cephalopod suddenly erupts from the drains and grabs me, he can throw a life ring at me and drag me to safety, then shoot the monster with the gun he always has in his pocket. Then we can have almost died adrenaline fueled sex under the bleachers.
What? You are the one who suggested daydreaming while doing laps!!!
They were comfy. They don’t get to sleep like this with mommy often, they wanted to enjoy it. I always sleep better when I have cats on or next to me.
I hope your first attempt is as magical and addicting as mine was.
I really do hate the current medical system. You have my sincere sympathy.
I haven’t cleaned our windowsills since 2017. That’s when we started paying a housekeeper to do it for us.
Before that, I’d wipe all of them down every month and the kitchen window sill got it at least weekly.
Dang for having to be presentable so early on a weekend.
Yeah, that confused me as well. Nobody needs reasons for enjoying a fun thing…especially that movie, it is so full of love.
OMG!!! That sounds adorable!
it’s getting late and you probably need sleep anyhow. Go for it!
It was foggy and cold when I woke up so I got bundled up and stood outside for a bit just to enjoy being cold. Then I got some hot coffee and watched the morning traffic while enjoying being a RDOS.
Mom gave me a painted canvas of two patchwork cats. I don’t like the colors and spent a couple of hours looking at different blacks and whites so I could match the textures. Now I think I want silver instead of white, but not sparkly stuff.
I’ve joined the local Embroiders Guild of America but haven’t been to a meeting yet because they are in Charleston. I do have a meet up with one lady who wants to go shopping with me, so I am planning to take advantage of her kindness and ask her to help me pick the colors.
I’ve already ordered another big piece of canvas from he shop in AZ. Did you guys know that needlepoint canvas is priced by the inch? And that it currently is 2.89 an inch for 20 gauge canvas. Yeah, there was some sticker shock involved with that order.
The forest is dropping red and yellow leaves. I’m thinking about sending some to folks in AZ but am not sure that they will survive the journey. Or if I am even allowed to send that sort of thing across state lines. That sounds like another rabbit hole for another day.
Jolene is no longer able to jump up on our bed, so hubs just picked her up off the (much taller) scratcher and carried her in. She will get down later and then come back and squeak at him until he wakes up and gives her “an elevator ride”.
Neither of us can understand why we get all of the spoiled cats. It is just a mystery to us both!
I always think of Gilligan’s Island. 
No word from the doctor’s office. I went ahead and called the new office. I now have an appointment on Thursday - assuming that the MRI and x-ray copy that I ordered are actually available to take with me in time.
Canes win!
Me: < puts laundry away >
Spot: < goes medieval on my sock drawer >
Basically The Shadow Over Innsmouth as a Pr0n flick. 
< gestures at Spot >
I’m more a fan of Henry V(I once quoted the St. Crispin’s day speech after a hockey game)
And you expected anything less?
Happy Friday!
Another chilly morning, and another no park morning.
We got one load of cardboard to the dump. I found out we don’t have to pay to recycle cardboard. We did have to pay to drop off the old printer. I’d like to take another load, my son thinks we don’t need to. The boxes in the garage were full of spiders, so maybe that can wait until it’s really cold outside and the spider aren’t so active.
I’ve seen a few box elder bugs hanging around. It’s supposed to get warmer again, so I’m expecting the hoard any day now. We have the pressure washer ready to wash away and drown the nasty fucks.
Another sleepy day. It makes it hard to get stuff done.
Just a late evening update; soccer was practiced (only had 2 boys show up; hope the rest make it to the game tomorrow) and Salad has been consumed, working on a couple small ‘single helpings’ of Motts applesauce, they come in a package of 18 and are only 90 calories each, so I eat something good for me and that I like a lot and don’t get fat…win/win in my book. Will head off to bed soon, soccer games tomorrow to both coach and referee so that will keep me busy. Down to 52F now, but my games don’t start until 9:45am so it should warm up a bit by then.
Wolfie, enjoy the nice weather while you can. And paying the snowplow guy is probably a good idea.
I understand the reference (I think), just never seen them mentioned before.
“I’ll have what she’s having.”
And starting to get close to bedtime, so need to finish my internettin’. Catch y’all tomorrow sometime.
Jesus, was there a Lions game tonight or something? My gawds, we hit the ground running tonight. Felt like I could barely blink for an hour, we were so busy.
I know at least one of the local high schools had a football game, so that was definitely part of it.
I volunteered myself onto fryers, and a scant coupla hours later, I had … regrets. Got to the point where S.M. was sliding tickets to me with a whispered, “Please don’t shoot the messenger.”
I got fryer back outta the weeds, eventually, but it was a hairy hour or two in-between.
How much fried cauliflower can one small town EAT?!?
(Narrator: “An absolute shitload.”)
{ looks down, nudges toe into floor }
You’re supposed to clean them?
They make “oreos” now?? I’ve seen a version of Rice Krispies (including a fruity pebbles variety) but it’s usually chocolate bars. Or brownies, if you’re old skool.
Eat half.
I laughed my ass off at some of those clips.
Was it raw garlic? Cuz I eat roasted garlic straight outta the little paper jacket, so I’m not sure how else this “too much garlic” nonsense could possibly compute.
It really is. You can see the cat go into “hunt” mode, only to realize that this small … thing … does not smell like prey at all.
Meanwhile, the ferret is … okay, look, if you put ten ferrets into a box, they’d still all share one brain cell … so it’s coming up at this pointy, touchy-about-personal-space predator like a grandma hugging you at the airport.
This one is black.
That one is white.
What’s the hours-long holdup?
Press them under a heavy book for awhile first. Then just mail a nice folded greeting card & slip as many as you want inside it.
I’ve done this a zillion times (pressed flowers really got a pretty good response) and although now I understand why you’re hesitant, it never even occurred to me to think that it might be illegal to include some pressed violets or autumn leaves in a birthday card to my mom.
Guess I just live life on the edge.
Made a dessert pizza at work today.
Nutella, strawberries, and sliced almonds. It smelled incredible…
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s my Firday. It’s Spot’s 0330 Screaming Tuxedo Zoomies.
Looks good, even if I don’t like nutella.
Awake and about to shower. We’re taking MIL and the grands to the T or T event this morning. I’m not bothering with a costume - too much crap has made things, well, no costume, unless “Grandmother in Jeans” counts.
Happy Saturday!
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s currently 14c/56f with a predicted high of 15c/59f and partly cloudy. Weather app says “Oh look. The fucking sun finally decided to fucking show up.” That’s true, it was raining when I went out this morning but bright and sunny when I came home.
The back-to-backs are fascinating, that site is fairly close to where I live but there are others around the country. We also have the Black Country Living Museum and Ironbridge (which has Abraham Darby’s iron bridge…) as well as Blists Hill Victorian Town, both of those are worth visiting if you are going to do a proper trip!
He’s had security clearance in the past for other jobs - I think the first time was working on a project for the European Space Agency in Belgium, then again when he worked for a couple of different companies here. One of the contracts that required it was involved in something to do with keycard accessible doors in the Pentagon, so he got clearance here to work on something over there
I’d say that was definitely worth celebrating, especially as I am one of those persons!
The place I ordered from very rarely has this particular cheese in stock. I wanted some to include in a gift package so had to look elsewhere and found a Welsh producer based in Snowdonia, where the cheese is aged in caves. It was yummy, but sadly didn’t last very long.
Yesterday ended up being quite a day. We have a student in China who is waiting for his study visa, but needs to get here by Monday otherwise he misses the cut-off date set by the university for late arrivals. His girlfriend is already here. Yesterday afternoon she was in and out of our office at least 6 times trying to persuade us to extend the deadline for him, which we’re not allowed to do, she was back and forth between us and the International Student Team who told her the deadline could be extended if the dept agreed it, we have to stick to Monday as the university’s deadline, and that decision has to be made by a member of academic staff and not by us in the office. I did feel very sorry for her, she was alternating between anger, frustration and tears, we had a translation app in use because she didn’t understand what I said to her, we had the boyfriend on the phone several times from China…it all got to be a proper drama. I still don’t think he’ll get here in time, but it’s one of those situations where between them, they’ve emailed the world and his dog, and still haven’t got the answer they want.
By the time I got home (travel trauma as well), I was exhausted! Had plans to make something fancy for dinner but I was too worn out so I stuck to a simple chicken curry instead. Then watched a bit of bubblegum tv before bed. I was up early this morning to tend to the cats, then went to the gym for spin and kettlebells. I was the only person in the kettlebells class today so I got the trainer all to myself!
Now back home for a shower and tidy up, then some lunch before we go into town to do errands. Back home to unload stuff, feed the cats again, then out for dinner at a new Indian restaurant in town, popping into a friend’s birthday drinks, then off to see a couple of bands at the Giffard. No doubt we’ll still be there at 3am when Wendy turns the lights on and tells everyone to go home
Shower delayed - MIL got up and I had to attend to her drugs and breakfast, so I’m breakfasting myself. Mornings have gotten later for me since I don’t have to let Higgs out (I always worried about her being stuck in her crate with a full bladder.)
Soooo, if I should manage a trip across the pond, will you be available to be tour guide? Don’t panic, I have nothing on my agenda, but you never know when some benevolent stranger will give me a buttload of cash and I can travel as I wish.
I was on a project once where I needed a clearance because a control box that I had to modify happened to have some frequencies engraved on its faceplate, and the frequency range was classified. I had no idea what system it connected to, so the numbers meant nothing, but just in case…
It was 39° when I got up and we’re not going to see 70° according to the forecast. We’ll take a blanket for MIL as we push her around in her wheelchair. I need to decide what layers I’ll wear. And since we’re going early, I expect we’ll take everyone to lunch afterwards.
OK, must get moving for reals - we’ll be leaving in 90-ish minutes and I still need to get the kids’ seats in the back of FCD’s vehicle. Onward!!
Good mornin’ y’all! Up and caffeijnatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 40 Amurrkin out and clear with a high of 70 and N.O.S. for the day. I shall make a big pot of beast stew today along with some baby jalapeno and cheese cornbread muffins sup. My Dawgs play the Texas Moo Cows thls afternoon and I’ll be checkin’in on BBBoo’s Huskers as well. Other than that ‘twill be the usual RDOS inactivities.
Wolfie good idea to go ahead and pay the snowplow guy. Sometimes the checkbook, paypal, or whatever is the best tool for a job.
shoe a small slice of that dessert pizza would be good. I like the taste of Nutella, but in small doses. That’s why I never buy the stuff. Fried cauliflower sounds ick. Then again cauliflower, except baked with sharp cheddar cheese and anise is ick.
sari we can drop off old electronics at the dump for free. Also cardboard.
Morning all and have taken the daily pills, now waiting 30-40 minutes as instructed before breaking fast. My first game (refereeing) is not until 9:45am, so I have a little time to plan and get organized. 41F now but supposed to reach 72 later in the day, so will start by dressing warm in layers and peel them off as needed.
shoe you asked:
The real question is how much poo gas does it create and is that a health hazard?
I’ll take your word that the pictured…item…was delicious.
boo fae, I’m hoping for the student, but it looks like the paperwork will claim him as a causality. Enjoy(ed) the night out.
Getting the wheelchair into the Santa Fe was a Tetris challenge, but we did it. Thankfully, the wheels and foot rests come off. I just finished installing the kids’ seats in the back-most seat. Turns out all the 10 o’clock tickets were sold, so we’re going at 1. Which means we’re meeting at Olive Garden for lunch around 11:30. Whew, what a fiasco this has been! It doesn’t help that MIL absolutely refuses to give any answer other than “I don’t know” or “I don’t care.” So Daughter picked Olive Garden and I picked out MIL’s jacket.
This family can be exhausting. Now let’s hope that BIL doesn’t add to the drama. < headdesk >
Good morning.
It’s 58F and cloudy, with an expected high of 69F and cloudy skies for the day. There is supposedly an atmospheric river, but that is all up north, in Johnny’s neck of the woods.
I braved the crowded Costco yesterday, bought stuff, and probably spent too much money. I wanted to buy some bananas while there, but all the bananas I could get to were too ripe. I like 'em greenish, so I buy them green, and all the green 'nanners were under too many boxes and yellow bananas piled on top.
There’s nothing like working up a sweat due to loading a vehicle. I hope the rest of the day goes more smoothly, FCM.
Other than taking care of the lawn, I don’t foresee much on the agenda. I’ll probably also get a start on the laundry.
I can tell work is getting to me because my last dream was me trying to be in three places at once for meetings. I figured I could only do two, so I kept running back and forth between an in-person meeting and a Teams meeting in my office, which was weirdly some WFH that was not mine. Then I panicked because it was 6:00 p.m., and I was late for a huge deal Teams meeting that started at 5:45. I was also trying to sign on to that meeting. It was a complete cluster.
I really should take myself to DSW to buy some shoes. The ups chewed up two pairs of very often-used shoes, and I need to replace them.
Time for some more coffee. Hoping you all have an easy day.
Up and caked.
Went to dr. other day, thought I might have BV. I felt irritated.
My gyno up and quit so they just called in a 3 day dose of fluconazole.
I went to a dr. in my dr’s office to check.
She said my urine was perfect.
How many people have that said to them ever?
Its actually been 6 months since my last uti so the water consumption is working.
Later a church is having a family friendly haunted house and I like those.
Its warm here so October. Tuesday is likely to be 73. In Ohio!
I did that as a kid, did it as a middling adult with my daughter as a Brownie/Girl Scout leader and now I’m doing v.3 as a grandma with daughter of the daughter I did it with 30+ some years ago. I’m fond of the sandwich the leaf in wax paper and press in the pages of a heavy book for a few days method. I’ve been known to do the wax paper hurrying the drying along with an iron too. Done right the wax paper/pretty leaves can be hung in a window like a stained glass sun catcher.
shoe, according to the intertoobz, da Lions play the Minnesota Vikings Sunday so they definitely weren’t playing yesterday. If Michigan is anything like Iowa or Nebraska, Friday night high school football more than accounts for a high level of intense crazy in town. I could never figure out if high school football was a religion or a cult-I was always home with my nose stuck in a book anyway. When I lived in Boston post college high school football was barely a blip in the sports section at the bottom of page 10. Of course you hail from Texas, the land of “Friday Night Lights”, which defines high school football crazy-the rest of us are pikers compared to Texas.