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Oh, my. The fever broke during the night and drenched the sheets. Nothing daunted, I scooted to the other side of the bed. I drenched THAT. I wasn’t up to changing sheets at 4 AM, and I didn’t want to soak the sofa, so I just shivered–and slept, off and on.

I considered canceling the hair appointment but ultimately trudged over there. Wrong day–it’s tomorrow. D’oh! I basically have to walk there and back (1.5 miles total), and about two blocks from home, I wished I had a handy bench, but I made it OK!

Any ornithologists around here? A strange bird upped onto the windowbox on my balcony railing. It was about the size of a bluejay and had a crest, but it was black with a vivid yellow beak. It navigated the spiky strips that deter squirrels, pecked hard at the potting soil in the window box, flew to the spider plant, and repeated. Of course, it flew off before I could snap a pic. Any ideas?

Goldilocks, is that you?

Cookie, I thought today would bring you some relief from the smoke. Dang.

You would be correct. Water seeks its own level; my brain seeks the gutter.

Is that what you kids are calling it these days?
I shall now commence washing my mouth out with Lifebuoy.

They get it from humans.

And listen missy, I hope Boo comes around to advise, but it sounds like that’s a helluva scrape.

I can see his mama in him.

Oh, but it really does help, doesn’t it? And I feel sorry for people on the upper floors.

I used to do the same. I remember the humorist Jean Kerr saying she knew a woman who removed her nail polish before weighing. :slight_smile:

Guys, the MMP IS the Naughty Corner.

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Started Typing: 3:39 PM ET
Clicked Reply: 4:28 PM ET

Yesterday was a good day: I felt fine, I made it through a bunch of meetings, neither commute was bad, I had entertaining TV to watch while eating a yummy dinner, and I started building the Sherlock Holmes book nook (Lego). I went to bed a bit later than I should have, but nothing egregious, and I’m not aware of sleeping poorly. Today, though, I feel like I haven’t slept all week! My eyes and sinuses are complaining – just a little, but still – and I’m tiiiiiiired. Not, like, falling asleep at my desk or anything, just noticeably low energy. I’m not usually one to have allergies, but maybe…? Whatever the case, I’m looking forward to bugging out of here in less than an hour. I plan to work on the book nook a little more after dinner, and will try to go to bed a little on the early side.

Normally I’d work from home tomorrow, but there’s a big all-hands right before lunch that I should attend in person: so, I’ll drive to the office one more time this week. I’ll head home shortly after the meeting, though. (Lunch will be provided immediately afterwards, but whether I indulge will depend on what’s being offered. :grin:) Hopefully I can hit the road early enough to avoid the worst of the crappy southbound traffic that seems to start as soon as the clock switches from AM to PM and doesn’t let up until after 6:00. :crossed_fingers: It’ll be nice to finally be home for the rest of the week.

Maybe! :squinting_face_with_tongue:

Now, where did I put my juice box??

I did not! But for me the appeal of Uncrustables is that the sandwich is already made; not the sealed edges. :slight_smile: All I have to do is take one out of the freezer in the morning.

I’ve never been to a Kroger, but it’s entirely possible that they don’t carry Tastykake products. These days I see a mix of Tastykake, Little Debbie, Drake’s, and Entenmann’s in the grocery stores near me, but I definitely remember days when certain stores only carried certain snack brands.

My boss’s boss is Erin, and I have friends named Jerry, Karen, Melissa, and Wendy. I love it when I know someone who shares an active hurricane’s name: calling them “Hurricane [Name]” never gets old (to me). :grin:

And that’s “needs to be replaced” to the editors in the room. :wink:

I drink orange Gatorade Zero and light blue (“glacier freeze”) Gatorade Zero every day. Dark blue (“cool blue”) Gatorade Zero is tolerable in a pinch, but isn’t my favorite; partly because to me it looks like windshield cleaner. The clear (“glacier cherry”) Gatorade Zero – which, indeed, is the devil’s own brew – doesn’t have a blue label; it’s white. But the name of the flavor only appears in one place on one side of the label, and is verrrrry easy to miss. I’ve learned to be careful when buying my 8-packs, because the names are often facing the wrong way and in certain store lighting the orange and the pink (“kiwi strawberry”) flavors look similar. The pink flavor is alright, but I’ve been disappointed more than once upon getting home when I thought I’d picked up orange!

:grin: !

(and I’m glad your fever finally broke!)

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Ouch!! Major sympathy! I hate shiver-sleeping in the clammy.

Pro tip: beach towels. Big ones. Have a couple around the house.

If you hot-flash or fever the bed, just lay a big towel on the wet bottom sheet, lay on that, cover yourself in a second big towel, then drag the wet top sheet & blanket on top of that. Takes less than a minute, then you’ll be cozy & dry.

Late wife slept for decades on a beach towel every night. And often had to change to a new bottom towel sometime overnight. Her anti-estogen meds trapped her in perpetual menopause for 20+ years.

I know from drenched beds.

I have a bunch of these for beaching:

Washed with fabric softener once or twice they’re very soft for laying on; not towel-scratchy at all.

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I feel your pain.

I can only plead stupidity over my “cool berry” excursion. But yeah, the flavor name is very hard to see. And utterly uninformative.

I want only the small ~10? oz bottles. Prefer original yellow-green & orange. They stopped naking original zero in the small bottles a year or 2 ago. Sigh.

Yeah. Lots of store X carries only brand A and store Y carries only brand B. Coke & Pepsi seems to be one of the few exceptions in the snack / bad for you category. :wink:

Congrats on free lunch tomorrow. Shame about the drive. Good luck getting home unvexed! :slight_smile:

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As to me …

Dropped the car off at 9am for a while-you-wait diagnosis. Good news is it’s a screw in the tread and trivial to plug. Bad news is rear tires are real close to wear limits. And the next couple months are our worst of torrential rain. The way I drive, tires w minimal tread are not good. Fronts wear much more slowly on these cars, so they’re good for awhile yet.

Two new rear tires were ordered and I took a loaner car. Now near quitting time at the shop the new tires have arrived and are being installed. I’ll swap cars tomorrow morning.

Those new rears and the current fronts should last until I’m ready to replace the car in a couple years. Or I’ll get 4 tires & keep the car.

Hope to avoid what’s happened a couple times in the past where I buy new tires and sell or trade the car 1000 miles later. Oops.

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I washed the bed linens, sat down, made up the bed, sat down, ran to the neighbors to drop something off, sat down, and am about to clean out the fridge, as the leftovers have gone so bad, I’m afraid if I open it, they’ll attack me. OK, not that bad, but it’s cluttered.

You could make a bunch and freeze them, but it’s not nearly as convenient. I mean, you could be spending that time on cool Lego projects!

I have some bath sheets but didn’t even think of this, and I used to do the towel thing when I was menopausal (which Dave Barry said comes the Greek meno, hot and pausal, to melt Tupperware). Thanks much for the reminder!

Hey, how is the mouth feeling?

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{{{{nellie}}}}

Same here , along with Bimbo and Mrs Freshley’s, but it’s a very small mix – Hostess is hogging all the shelf space again. I really liked it when they went out of business a few years back and the variety of snack cakes in the stores expanded so much.

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Zero discomfort.

The temp is a slighly different shape than my old teeth and a different texture. So I feel sorta like I’m wearing a retainer. Which I do to sleep every night, so it’s a familiar sensation. Just odd during the day or while eating.

Total non-event IOW.


As to towels, remember: those aren’t hot flashes; those are power surges!

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Hey everyone!

I’m glad nellie is feeling better and did read and think about commenting but I got home late from the capital (I brought taco fixings and handed free tacos out to anyone who looked hungry).

Hubs was going to grill a steak but his tenderizer thing broke in his hands so he had to use the pointy hammer instead. This upset GG muchly, he’s a cat of peace banging upsets him.

Din has been et and cleaned up and the call of the needle is just too seductive.

Have a great evening, catch you later…or probably tomorrow, I can see to stich after dark now.

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Septic field is at least 60’ away and downhill, and the well is in the front yard - no pipes come to the back. And nope, no sprinkler. We do have moles - maybe the roof of their convention center fell in?

And that’s why you’d be my best friend if you were my neighbor!

Butterscotch Krimpets was my go-to treat when my mom allowed us to indulge - usually for class trips. I also loved KandyKakes, but the last time I had them, they didn’t taste as good, alas.

We went to Texas Roadhouse for supper, just because. And we passed on the rolls (dammit) and had a healthy supper, so no dishes for me to wash. Time for chillage!

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I use a fork.

I did buy a meat tenderiser thing a few years ago. I think I’ve tried to use it twice. Don’t like it. My meat mallet is for when I need really thin meat for making aspara nikumaki.

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It’s rare to say hooray for moles, but as between them and plumbing problems, moles are a blessing.

Best of luck!

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Hooray!

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Howdy Y’all! VBS is over for da bear. HOORAY!!! Tacos were a big hit. The little waifs snarfed ‘em down. Also the rain held off until outside activity was done. However I did not stick around that long. I left after cuttin’ up little watermelon wedges which were part of their snack. The other part was a snack sized baggie of gummy worms, a little moon pie, a snack sized Milky Way, and sump’n else I can’t remember. Glad I don’t have to deal with sugared up young’uns tonight.

As to hurricane names, that’s just one more thing where I will never see my IRL first name. I will never find a key chain, miniature license plate or a Coke can or bottle with my name. Where is the sleazy law firm that can get me monetary compensation for mental anguish over that!

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Tacos are always good. I had a burrito for breakfast: Scrambled egg, medium cheddar, Vegemite, and Sriracha on a smaller Carb Balance tortilla. (Lunch was TJ’s scampi, plus psyllium husks after; and dinner, just now, was a bagged chopped Mediterranean salad w/extra feta, and basil balsamic vinaigrette that one of Wifey, RN’s patients gave her.)

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Genius! What good idea! I’m proud to call you friend.

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My first name is short, simple, and was rather popular in my year group. I was one of three of my name in my elementary school classes. We had 4 variations of Susan, but three of me.

As a kid, whenever we encountered a tourist trap / souvenir shop, I’d scour the keychains and coffee mugs looking for one with my name. I was disappointed far more than I was rewarded. Not that I really wanted to buy or have the tchotchke. I just wanted to see my (very common name) in print. That almost never happened. I guess they made the keychains for the names popular with then-current 16-25yos, not then-current 5-9 yos as I was. Bastards.

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Yep. Exactly. Gaah!

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It was my use of multi-media protesting. Handmaids breed children and serve food.

If I could afford to hire a taco truck for parade day, it would happen.

So I took a break from stitching to water my posies and learned that we have been robbed! The shameless thief jumped over our back fence and pulled all of my daffodil bulbs out of the pot and left me with a pot of dirt filled with nothing but holes and regrets.

I bought some pots of blooming daffodils in the spring because I wanted fast color. Once the blooms had failed, I deadheaded them and put the pots out in back to let the foliage die off and nourish the bulbs for next year. Seeing as how Mothman has never been known to eat daffodil bulbs, we are blaming a deer. Squirrels and ravens would have been much messier.