AVAST YE SCURVY DOGS! IT BE INTERNATINAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!
< staggers off to find rum and intoxicated wenches >
Despite the load charts, it didn’t seem heavier than yesterday. My middle car in the set supposedly had 293 pieces(a lot), but it looked half empty. You can tell False Fall is over, it was 83 degrees Ferret Height when I got to the car. And nobody or nothing tried to kill me today. At least till I got home, then cat.
Yay!
“So many tall things to knock things off of!” - Sadie
Back in my Navy days when our squadron was deployed to Sigonella Sicily, I was awakened by a phone call. At the time, my grandfather was quite ill, so I was in a bit of a panic when I answered. As it turned out, the XO wanted the entire wardroom to come drink with him at stoopit o’clock in the morning, and he had the duty petty officer call all the officers.
Yeah, I was pissed. I went and sat there in silence. When one of the less ass-kissing officers asked what my deal was, I told him about my grandfather. I left shortly thereafter. I think that was the beginning of the end of my Naval career. Not a “team player” yanno, since I didn’t want to get drunk with the XO. When I resigned my commission, it was like a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders.
Laundry is done. I got a pair of size smaller jeans for FCD as a gauge for when we need to adjust his wardrobe again. And I stopped at the local farm store for some peaches (the size of softballs!!) and 'maters. FCD called - the bottom tanks fit perfectly. I know he was worried about that, so Huzzah! He thinks they may be able to get all 4 in place today. Probably won’t get all the plumbing done, tho. Still, progress!!
For some reason, the bluetooth on my phone was off, so it didn’t connect with my car. I had to pull over to talk to my sweetie. The phone also wiped out the logons for some of my apps. I suspect a software update that happened overnight. Unless it’s possessed. Life was so much simpler when I had a plain, boring flip phone.
We were out of shredded cheese this morning, so I had to use American (real cheese, not ‘cheese food’). Not as good as shredded medium cheddar. I knew there was room in the dishwasher, so I shredded some more cheese when I clocked out for lunch. After bagging it up, I rinsed the food processor and went to put it into the dishwasher… only to find my wife’s 1-gallon jug in there. I was able to rearrange things, and not only got the food processor parts in, but also the coffee urn and my coffee cup.
Lunch was a chicharron, a glass of psyllium husks, and a couple of squares of medium cheddar that didn’t get shredded.
Long Night. Gotta fetch Car(e)less Co-worker. The local fancy coffee joint has mocha on sale on Fridays. I think I may hafta treat myself, but it means I gotta get movin’.
Well. A place I had applied texted me and I went in and was hired right away. Its slightly higher pay and slightly more hours.
Also closer. If needed I could walk home. Its 4.4 miles from me but I walked it years ago. Took me 2 hours.
Was about to get my flu shot but nope.
Uti. Pharmacist said not while Im on antibiotics.
Did some prep work today for Sunday’s lasagna. Man, I really overestimated my Romano cheese needs. The recipe calls for two cups of shredded cheese. Two cups shredded is actually not a lot of block cheese. I now have two unopened packages of the stuff. And yes, I double checked to make sure the recipe says “two cups of grated Romano”, and NOT “two cups of Romano, grated”. Got the onions and garlic diced up, along with the pancetta. I’ll be making the sauce tomorrow so it can meld in the fridge overnight.
The only exciting thing today was a migraine aura almost as soon as I got out of bed. Luckily it dissipated quickly
Sounds a lot like the culture in the Foreign Service. My wife, as a finance officer, had a fiscal duty to make sure money was properly spent. She fell afoul of a politically-appointed ambassador (friend of Bill) who wanted her to ignore that duty and she refused. That followed us for the next two years, making promotion impossible, and we resigned in frustration.
Avast, me hearties! I have no sword or parrot, but I do have an old eye patch and a bottle of rum. I’d join your club, but the initiation makes me timbers shiver.
I talked to my sister this morning. She took my advice and had some wine last night, and she’s feeling better today. She said the amount stolen was “only” $5k. she knows debit cards aren’t secure, which is why she was only using them to get cash. I told her to cut up hers and skip the ATM. She can either go to her bank or use her credit card to get cash at the grocery store when she really needs it.
Since tomorrow’s my birthday, I’m making my birthday cake today. That way I can give some to the complex staff, who actually are nice people. (It’s the corporation that sucks.) Anyway, German chocolate is my favorite cake, and I enjoy making the frosting. I’m also walking around today saying my current age, as it’s the last day I’ll be able to use this number.
I dreamed last night that I made a comment on here several days ago that might have inadvertently hurt some people’s feelings and woke up in a panic, thinking, “I’ve got to explain right now!” So it was one of those “Whew! It was a dream!” moments.
Phone calls from foreign countries made me think of my favorite one. I made my students learn the Preamble to the Constitution by heart, as it should be a guiding light (instead of, say, politics) when examining the Constitution, plus it’s the world’s best mission statement. One girl said, "Ms. [Nellie], I’m going to remember this forever, and when I grow up and run into you, I’ll go, “We the People of the United States, in order to…” Well, 5 years later I got a phone call: “Ms. [Nellie], I’m in the navy and am in Rome right now. I just called to say, 'We the People of the United States…” She recited it perfectly! She knew the time difference and called when she knew I’d be in school but not in class.
Cookie, that’s another beautiful photo of Ms. Sadie. Or is it Queen Sadie?
Mixed with water, I hope!
What an ass. I’d have been tempted to tell him where he could stick his screwdriver.
I think I forgot to say how sorry I am that Ms. Roxie broke her collarbone. What a pain, in both senses of the word! I was behind a guy in airport security who had his arm in a sling due to a broken collarbone and was about to miss his flight. At the end, I grabbed his shoes and helped him get them on and also grabbed his backpack. He ran off with his jacket flapping behind him on the sling side and the backpack hanging off the other shoulder. Just one of the many difficulties with a broken clavicle. Poor Roxie! School will be hard, but play is even harder! Maybe she can inveigle her little brother to become her servant.
Let me scooch over on this dead man’s chest. I’m not a sexy wench, but I hear Long John looks pretty good in a skirt and laced-up bodice.
All 4 tanks are installed. We’ll be spending a chunk of this weekend doing stuff so we don’t have to pay the hourly rate for the yard guys to do everything. I’ll try to take some pics. And I want to see if I have some “before” photos somewhere. The difference is pretty astounding.
I mowed the back yard because I couldn’t stand looking at it. It’s better. Supper was good. Chillage shall occupy the rest of the evening.
Howdy Y’all! I accomplished mowage this mornin’. Go Me! Shower, a sammich and nappage soon followed. Well followed after the celebratory post mowage beerverage. Pizza has been consumed and chillage now ensues.
Dicey Huzzah for benign! Glad you’re back at the home place.
Oopsie what a kind thing the mobile groomers did!
doggio shiver me timbers and don’t be poopin’ on me deck ye landlubber!
I skinned my knuckles at work opening up a ridiculous crate from Germany, and now Ms Peach is very interested in the band-aids on my hand. Said crate was made to hold a water wheel thing, but good lord was it over built. 3/4" OSB with some weird metal clips to hold it together, all the corners mitered. The damn crate must have cost $3k.
Oopsie I have a similar shrine set up for the late Cin. I didn’t go as far as a lightbox, but that’s an excellent idea.
FCM Soo glad the tanks are finally installed. This has been a process we’ve been viewing from afar for a long time, and I’m glad it’s coming to an end. Hoping you actually get out on the water this season.
The water feature contractors were out today, so I actually got some time to do the other part of my job. The part I like, building things. I figure 3 more days of being left alone I’ll get the thing done.
I’ve spent more money in the last three weeks at the grocery store just trying to restock. It’s the stuff like condiments and baking supplies that will do you in.
I’ve made those for dogs in my and my family’s lives. Hugs.
I think I’ve discovered my stop and pick up a few items store. The Foodtown a few miles from me seemed a lot like the Fud Kitty was in my last home. Parking is never bad and you can get right in and out.
Other than that, I’ve gotten a few things done here at home today and will get some more done tomorrow.
I did it last year and got extreme sticker shock at check out, I can’t imagine how much worse it is for you.
I’m glad your thingy isn’t going to kill you Dicey. We would miss you if you were gone.
I’m probably not going to be able to catch up with everyone again tonight. We had a long day and I need some S&S time. (stitching and smoking) We got all of our final arrangements made today, the fuzzbutts were listed by name, but our lawyer also put wording in that said something like “as well as any other pets”, so they are taken care of.
I sold another house. It seems as though I’ve learned how to make needle (pin) money flipping houses to short term rental investors. I strongly believe that eco-tourism is better for the state than coal or data centers, but am far too lazy to actually get involved in anything harder than basically getting a finder’s fee for nice small places by the trails or rivers.
Buying and selling houses take even more legal talk and paper signing than wills do and are mentally exhausting.
So, all that administrivia took most of the morning and almost all of our energy so we went to get Indian food and recharge. We have a no tech toy at meals rule, but I broke it because I’ve let my hair get too long and wanted to get checked in at Great Clips while we were eating.
Great clips was in the same shopping center as Aldi’s, so Hubs went to check things off our shopping list and I went to get shorn. When I walked in, my name was next and there were three other people waiting. Of course I got dagger eyes by “jumping the line” like that, and then two other people came in and added their names to the list. Why was the oldest person in the business the only one with the sense to use the interwebz to avoid the line?
I love them, we bought a bag as well. Hubs won’t eat them, so I’ll give half the bag to our housekeeper. She has a four-year old who loves fruit.
Did you cry? I’m tearing up now just thinking about how happy you must have been to hear from a student after all those years sharing her success.
I like cheese. I think that cheese should be part of every meal and included with all snacks. While I think that using “two cups of Romano, grated” would make an amazing lasagna, you’d have to adjust all of the other cheeses accordingly and in the end would need a bigger oven.
Quick update: I survived the arduous journey across the country and am ensconsed at the house alone. Had good reunion w one of 4 cousins, and will meet another for dinner. Was supposed to be two for dinner but somebody is ill. Will have an afternoon with the third tomorrow.
The family dynamics are complex here. No hostility, no insanity. Jjust better in smaller groups.
The house has the usual look of a place folks grew old in. It’s a museum to how it looked when I was 20. But now in need of some investment. Been mostly closed up for a few months now net of occasional visits by their kids, my cousins. So kinda musty. It’ll do as an adventure.
Evening all. Soccer has been coached, now need to rest up for tomorrow, I coach at 8:45am and 10:00am and referee at 11:30am, with the temperature going from 70F to 90F during the course of the day. Need to make sure I have extra hydration available.
Oopsie, that was indeed a touching tribute from the groomers. And the early B-Day dinner sounds really good.
I happily concede the point.
FCM, interesting story and hopefully the Navy/Military services has outgrown such conduct (but I tend to doubt it). And glad the tanks are in place.
shoe, hope the long night is not too onerous…or ornery.
Coppertone, is this in place of the job you have signed up for or in addition to it?
Cookie, never rose high enough to have the problem you and wife did, rather glad I never had to face that possibility.
nellie, I’ll wish you a happy Birthday tonight since tomorrow is going to be hectic.
As for the Preamble, I always remember it from a old Schoolhouse Rock: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RnVmIrAiQB8
swampy, dangit, now I feel obligated to perform mowage on Sunday since you wnet and did it.
Van GO, just German efficiency, I guess, on the overpacking.
red, and with prices these days…at least you have stores in easy reach, like me.
JtC, sounds like you have an interesting sideline job; I’ll consult you in a couple years when I am ready to find an apartment in place of my house.
Pilot, thanks for checking in, enjoy your West Coast adventure.
And need to be thinking about bed as the 6:30am alarm gets set tonight. Take care all.
AVAST YE SCURVY DOGS! IT BE INTERNATINAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY! 
