The job is a one bus ride. Good food, too.
I just had 2 and a half servings of spaghetti.
Got a great book from the library-Debunked by Richard Roeper. I can’t stop reading it.
Good evening all. Managed to get my 1.5 miles of swimming in, took awhile as the pool was fairly busy but I had the time to spend. Then dinner was from Freddy’s Steakburgers, not bad but I’m not a fan of their shoe-string fries (even skinnier than McDonalds); I prefer somewhat more…robust fries. Temperature is down below 75f so I’ll turn the AC off when it get close to bedtime and let nature keep me comfortable. Scale at the gym said I weigh 213.8 lbs, I may have to start eating more, I’m losing more weight faster than I thought. Not into starving myself…
FCM, a rather melancholy happy birthday to MIL; 93 is a very good run, but like you I think that she won’t be seeing her 94th. And sounds like the neurologist is pretty good, hope the new meds help.
Legend, congraulations on your impeding grandmotherhood.
nellie. the weather wizards are predicting a 60% chance of rain tonight, a 70% chance tomorrow and an 80% chance 2sDay night, so likely that we will get wet sometime in the next 24 hours. But the afternoon and evening here were clear and warm, so we’ll wait and see. And maybe once the new place isn’t so new and exciting the kids will settle down. One can hope. Oh, and…
You do not want to Goggle ‘porn olympics’. Really, don’t do it.
VanGo, guess the art teacher at the school has an in with the school board or something. Glad the building job is done.
Flyboy, I need to start gradually changing out my 2XL tee shirts for XL sized ones, and I just might get that one you listed.
swampy, if that was an appointment on the books, I can’t disagree with you. My guy is usually really busy, but I have a steady stream of people to take my BP, draw blood, have me fill a cup, take X-Rays…so I don’t feel so lonely. Hope it gets worked out.
verwirrt, so, at that rate you’ll be all done by August…of 2027, right?
No, I did not know that but I will look into it…eventually. Sorry about that guy passing, once I parsed out who the heck he was.
BBBoo, there is a website where you can check on your tax refund status, I am sure you know about it already, hope it’s coming soon.
Cat Glove, glad the ears are doing better.
Coppertone, looks like a good book, I was a supporter of the James Randi Educational Foundation (JREF) for many years and debunking stuff like that was always interesting. Enjoy your reading.
Whew, think I’m caught up, still have a lot of the Sunday NY Times to peruse, so off to bed and do some comfortable reading. Take care all.
I napped. Spot napped with me. Having an Old Fashioed, cheeseburger(Munster, suateed onions and mushrooms, Penzey’s Bavarian seasoning) and fries. Watching the Ferrari movie(sponsored by..Hyundai?)
Can you appeal
Was this the first denial, or the appeal. Because they pretty much auto deny 99% of cases on the first run.
My mom had COPD/ replacement knee/breast cancer and got denied on the 1st go.
Well, hopefully the meds fix it. Or just start wearing a toga, and change your name to “Julia Seizure”.
Congrats!
The idea of an idea that squicks out swampbear is too terrible to contemplate.
Safe travels, JtC and GG!
I like it. I don’t wear it often, because I’m waiting for warmer weather so that I don’t cover it up with a jacket or a hoodie (which I like to pronounce ‘who-dee’).
And yes, I now buy XL instead of 2XL.
In other news, someone in our local FB group posted a picture of a diner with an inverted American flag in its window. The poster claimed she didn’t know it was a political statement. The post has now been deleted. We do not patronise that diner. First, the Trump decor is off-putting. Second, the quality of the food declined with the new owner. My wife is a conservative Christian, and she won’t go there. So that’s how much we don’t like Trump.
Thanks for the good wishes everyone. I will be using my tablet to keep up, mostly I’ll be reading and not typing because of the dinky keyboard. And driving and then unpacking and then adopting a new cat (I sure hope hubs in around for that part).
It’s not nice to tick off Mother Nature, which I apparently did with my “atmospheric creek” crack. I got about 1.5 miles, and it started spitting rain. By 2 miles, it was a downpour. There was nobody out there except an angry young guy with (I kid you not) a boombox. I had a bad feeling, so I turned around.
I may have mentioned my daughter and her hubs have skeletons on their porch that she decks out for various holidays. The skeletons have men’s names and are a happy couple. She has them all decked out for Pride Month, but the decor is a little sparse. I had a wonderful time ordering some additions. She’ll be very surprised in a few days. 
flyboy, glad you’ve got the power.
That’s awful. I know the system is a mess and am amazed I got accepted on the first go. (I’m told it was the uncorrectable vision plus the lupus.) It sickened me to learn that they don’t consider cancer a disability. An SSDI worker who was a neighbor told me that Social Security doesn’t give disability to people who can’t do their usual job; it has to be people who can’t do ANY job. Bad feet? Get a sit-down job. Bad back? Get a job that doesn’t entail heavy lifting. Not qualified? Not our problem. Also, the younger you are, the worse the chances. Someone who’s 55 won’t be getting checks as long as someone who’s 35 and so has better odds. Ugh.
CatGlove, glad you’re feeling better!
Boo, I hope you get the refund soon. It’s crazy that it’s taken this long.
FCM, I heartily agree on the Rx prices. The Xolair injection I get every two weeks are around $3,000 a pop, or about $78,000 a year. I’ve never made close to $78k/year. It’s obscene. Without Medicare and Medigap insurance, I’d be an intolerably itchy mess. I know there must be people who can’t afford it, and it makes me angry.
Puns like that will get you a 21-groan salute.
And here my goal was to inspire…
Oh, geez, it’s a real thing? I have no intention of googling it, but I AM intrigued that you did. 
Up, caffeinated and sheveled. Off to heave.
If you could not Mal me every time I made a seizure pun, that would be Grand.
Huh. A neighbor is 26, and she gets disability and works a few days a week at a fast food place.
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 14c/57f with a predicted high of 16c/61f, and rain showers. Weather app says “It’s fucking raining. You have my permission to sit on the couch, be fucking lazy, and finish all of Hulu.” We don’t have any precipitation out there, I don’t have Hulu, and I have work to do so that’s not going to be a summation of my day!
Woot! Congrats on getting the overnighted docs sorted out, and finally moving on to your new adventure! Safe travels to you and GG.
Ouch! I hope she is ok and not too badly battered from that. The cop definitely needs to have BBBoo and her Official Voice!
Bah! Can you appeal, or reapply? I hope so, and appendages crossed if you do.
Change in meds would be good if it means you feel less disconnected, and it’s good that she wants to see you again soon. Sorry to hear about MIL though, 93 is a pretty good innings for anyone.
Conga-rats!
They must have realised that all you needed for wellness was extra time in the cee-mint pond!
I was up early to fed and medicate the cats, and clean the litter trays. I went out to put a last bag of rubbish in the bin and then hauled the biiiiiig bin to the kerb for collection. It’s domestic rubbish today so no drama there as they don’t care what’s in those bins. I can hear the dustcart outside now, so when I post this, I’ll go out and haul it back in again.
I’m still waiting for lots of marks from other depts before I can finish stuff for scrutiny boards, and I’ve got a couple of queries with progression rules for students in my two depts. Both depts have programmes with compulsory modules, normally you have to pass the compulsories in order to move on to the next year, but there’s nothing in the programme paperwork that I can find so I need to check that out to be sure students have the correct progress decisions. If I get bored, I’ve got a proofreading job I can get on with that’s not work-related but it’ll keep me out of mischief.
Grocery shopping tonight, and that’s about as much excitement as my day holds.
I woke around 1 (tho I couldn’t really read the clock at the time) and thought it was 6-ish. So I got up and brushed my teeth (usual morning routine.) Then I noticed it was still dark out, so I looked at the clock again. And I went back to sleep. The next time I looked, it really was around 6. Now I’m up, fed, and caffeinating.
I’m going to futz in the yard today. FCD has asked me to get his mom to walk outside, so I’ll try for that also. I took the new meds this morning - it’ll be interesting to see if they make me dopey. Obviously, the dopey/sleepy effect of the other one didn’t last the night. I feel like a chemistry experiment.
Not sure what else will happen today. I will make sure to keep a phone on me. I really hate this feeling of expecting to lose it again. I expect I’ll settle close to normal soon. I hope. Dammit.
Happy Tuesday!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and N.O.S. with a predicted high of 90 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Today is laundry day. Be still my heart. I also intend to accomplish mowage of the back yahd at least and maybe the front yahd dependin’ on motivation. I foresee some quality cee-mint pond time to include nappage and day drinkin’. Sup shall be leftovers from last night’s sup.
JtC have a safe trip to WV. Hope GG does good on the trip.
Cat_Glove glad the earache is gone.
Coppertone hope this job works out for ya.
Nellie a friend of mine has neighbors who own two skeletons. Durin’ shelter in place the neighbors would dress up the skeletons doin’ various activities (yahd irk, playin’ various sports, relaxin’ in lawn chairs with cocktails and so on) to entertain the 'hood.
MOOOOOOM do take it easy outside.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. The, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Mornin’ everyone.
It’s 52 degrees Fahrenheit, and light rain is falling. Various forms of rain will fall throughout the day (light rain, showers, rain, a few showers), and we’ll top out at 62 degrees Fahrenheit.
Although wet, yesterday’s morning commute wasn’t too bad. It was very windy, though, and I could feel it throughout most of it. The afternoon commute consisted of everything from downpours to dry pavement, so that was interesting. There was lots of traffic, as always, and the main drag in my area was a complete cluster. Once I leave the state highway to get on the main drag, there are two right-hand turn lanes, with the lane on the far right having its free lane to merge onto. Every time I take that exit, bozos block BOTH lanes, refusing to turn unless the light is green (free right on red is still an option there). People are stupid. Right after that turn is a lighted intersection that forces you to merge with traffic coming up the hill who all want to go over to the far right, from the far inner left. I am always trying to beat that light so I don’t have to fight these numbskulls, but those right-turn laggers make this impossible. No one can freakin’ drive up here.
I have read but retained little.
Sticky Buns, I’m sorry about the denial. Don’t give up!
FCM, it’s good to read that you got different meds. I hope those work out better. Also, take it easy outside today!
Boo, I hope you get the tax refund soonest!
Legend, congrats on becoming a grandma!
JtC, wishing you safe and uneventful travels!
Work was stupid, and I had many irritations that I will keep to myself. I have begun to search earnestly for something different, but there aren’t many options right now. Also, I’m not going to jump from the frying pan to the fire.
At least today is a work-from-home day. The pups are both tucked under my desk as I type this, and I’m enjoying some coffee before I start the day.
I’ll google most anything; won’t say that I ever look at/read it…
Morning all, up about 6:30am and watching trains on the Virtual Railcams as a little precipitation falls outside. About to bite into a Gala Apple, see how it tastes compared to my usual Red Delicious (crunch, chew, chew). Hmmm, not bad. Nothing much on the agenda today, will try to get my gym work done sometime this afternoon and maybe do some house-irk, but nothing to demanding. Getting to 83F today so should be fairly comfortable.
Taters, used to be part of the expressway in the St. Louis area that I had to enter on the right side and had to get to the left to take my exit in about three-quarters of a mile through three lanes of speeding (and at times stupid) traffic. Cussed the engineers out about that for years, they finally re-designed it as part of an upgrade and it doesn’t exist anymore. So I feel for you.
Have real all but absorbed little, so everyone have a good day anyway.
We’re up early (for us). The wife is making cornmeal muffins for breaking of the fast. I’ll do some scrambled huevos.
Woke up to find cat poop on the floor, something she hasn’t done for some months now. I hope this isn’t the start of some new problems.
We’re headed for the gardening store later, which is always at least a $50 bill. Also need a stop at the grocery for a couple of things. The wife says she wants to make some fresh pasta this week, so I’ll need some semolina flour for that. So basically, another $50 stop.
Gala is my go-to. I like them with salt, or I’ll slice them and add some peanut butter - yum!!
When we were redoing the 4 non-bedrooms right after we bought this house, we couldn’t go to Lowe’s without spending at least $500! OK, maybe not always, but it felt that way.
I’m showered and shampooed, feeling human. The new meds don’t seem to make me as dopey as the other one. I’m hoping in a few days, my body will adjust and the dopies will be gone. If so, I’ll have FCD go with me when I drive somewhere and see how I do. If I do decide I can drive again, I still won’t take the grands with me, just to be sure.
SIL called just as I got out of the shower. The plan is that I’ll go to their house tomorrow after my Dr appt and I’ll wait for Roxy. Then Thurs, I’ll get dropped off to pick her up at 2 (early dismissal.) Firday, she’s been invited on a playdate with a neighbor, so I don’t have to get her then. They still have to decide if she’ll spend the night with me next Tues or Weds. Then the week of the 17th, she starts camp and I don’t have to worry about the kids till maybe school starts again.
MIL is still abed (it’s 9:30) and I don’t want to go outside till she’s up and tended to. So back to my tablet…
Up, hair washed ( its long) eaten a bowl of strawberries.
Off to get glasses.
Ditto for going to the woodworking store in Portland. I literally could not get out of there for less than $200.
Down Friday and still down today? That sounds way more than being “updated/upgraded/installed/patched”. That happened to our phone system two weeks ago and it was a major software issue that affected every customer they have worldwide. It took them four days to rectify it. Is it back now?
And a good Tuesday mornin’ to all. It’s ~8am as I start driveling. I’ve caffinated and sheveled, but need to eat before I get far into this post. Then I’ll be supervising my new housecleaners for their first visit once they show up while communing w y’all. And your 90 (!) posts since I tuned out Sun morning ~48 hours ago. And a fine 48 hours it’s been as you shall soon hear a bit about. 
Right now it’s blazing sunny out there with a few puffies for accent. NWS says 74/23 on the way to 89/32 with somebody somewhere getting some rain for a few minutes sometime. IOW SoFL wet season standard.
[Feedin’ break]
[Break over]
As to me:
Sun morning had a nice drive down to Miami & picked up my pal at the cruise port at 11am. His woman had gone ashore w her friends at about the same time although I didn’t get a chance to see her. That’s a shame; she’s a really neat person and I’d love to have chatted a bit and given her a well-deserved hug or six for all the health tribulations in her last couple of years. Besides, she’s awesome at {{hugs}} ;).
So he and I drove out to the south end of Miami Beach, had a walk and extended yak along South Pointe Park and Lummus Park through the heart of the old Art Deco district for awhile in the noon-ish sunshine.
Once our feet wanted a break we had a pleasant drink and lunch at Kanoli Miami Beach (warning: auto-play video w Latin music). Once fed and watered, we wandered the happenin’ neighborhood some more while admiring the plentiful scenery, both the fixed and the two-footed kind, then stopped at Abuela’s Tacos for another drink.
From the start of lunch the sky had been slowly getting grayer, and the radar had had rain offshore for an hour, but we had stayed mercifully rain-free. Just as we got to the car (parked across the street from Abuela’s), the sky opened up and it slammed for 20 minutes. While that was going on we stopped at a Total Wine that handily had indoor parking and he got a couple bottles of wine to bring aboard the boat (Can you say “Coals to Newcastle?”) and I got some Champagne for BB. Then I delivered him back to the boat for his next cruise around 3pm as the skies cleared.
Next up was rendezvous w BB. There was complexity in her scheduling today, with her desire to get w me on one hand and multi-faceted family semi-obligations on the other. After some back and forth and false starts and plan changes I won that exchange, but not because I was trying. Her call entirely; I just stayed the heck out of the way.
So I went from the boat to the hotel, got checked in, my stuff upstairs, and the Champagne on ice while the drama settled, then drove the 15+ minutes to her home, yakked a bit with her family (sweet people) then brought her back to the hotel. By now it’s about 4:30pm.
Events took the predictable turn as soon as the elevator doors closed. We eventually took a break to enjoy a meal of heavy hors d’oeuvres at the hotel’s VIP club down the hall from our room. Then back to business.
By 8pm we were tired and the whole suite was long-since thrashed; she’d had the workweek from hell and I’d not slept more than 5 hours any night this week either. So we fell asleep in a tangled heap of sweaty and very happy monkey-bodies.
10-plus hours later, so aways after 6am, we bestirred ourselves and after a quick teeth-brush got back to the business at hand. A man could get real used to this treatment real quick. She has the same comment.
Three hours, one shower, and one rinse later we reluctantly pulled on clothes and went down for breakfast. Actually, we’d both gone down for breakfast a few times already, but this time we left the room.
Once fed for real we went back up, had one more round for good measure, then gathered our stuff and checked out.
Next stop was a drive up to Hollywood to visit a perfume boutique she liked. She wanted a peace offering for her Mom and something for herself. Odd little store, but great prices on what might be genuine goods.
Then we went over to the Hollywood Beach Broadwalk for a stroll, some wading in the soft turquoise ocean, and eventually lunch and a drink at Yelp - At Peru. Lunch was a shared app of a single octopus tentacle any man would be proud to own. The Peruvian take on spicing their seafood is subtle, but very different from the Spanish style. Plus Peruvian potatoes and salad. Tres yummy. The tropical drinks were great too. In honor of the venue we both got Pisco-based drinks.
The last order of business was to drop BB at her brother’s MIL’s house in north Miami. Where her brother was leaving his 4yo son for safe keeping with grandma while his wife (kid’s Mom) was still at work and he and BB were going to have a long private chat in his car. BB’s & his Mom has had some ongoing chronic deteriorative health issues as one might expect of a nearly 80yo, but there’s a recent ominous development that’s still in the [awaiting further tests and results] stage. BB is in the medical biz and knows not to get scared early; there’s time aplenty for that later. But the early returns are not pretty.
This private meeting was set up so she could read her bro in on the current state of Mom’s play. It was also my chance before they left for me to meet bro, bro’s MIL, and the adorable 4yo boy.
So off they went to yak and he’d deliver her to her home. And off I went to my home. A whirlwind ~24 hours together but great fun and profoundly stress-relieving. Also operational proof we don’t need a 3- or 4-day weekend to make it worthwhile to get together.
Once back in my neighborhood it was time for a carwash, a picnic dinner in a nearby park, collecting all my packages, and putting away some loose ends stuff lying about so the cleaners can clean on Tue. As I’ve said, you can’t clean around clutter.
Sadly my inflatable bed / bouncy house / playpen has sprung a leak; and not from excessive bouncy-ing . I didn’t have time to diagnose it, so I just put it away and I’ll fuss with fixing the leak after the cleaners have been and gone. I’d wanted it off the floor for them to do the floors anyhow, so all’s not a waste.
Now around 10 on Tue morning they’re here making clean and noise. A mother-daughter team of Brazilian immigrants. Mom has no English; daughter gets by OK. The early returns on their work are favorable.
Once they’re done I’ve got six customer service phone calls to make (uggh), a couple simple errands out, and a haircut in the afternoon. As Calvin said, the days are just packed.
And that’s my last 48 hours.
I’ll tackle y’all’s ~100 intervening comments in pieces over the day.
I just accomplished mowage - at least the part on John Deere. I’ll tackle push-mowage when FCD is here - just in case. The yard is looking less ratty and I’m having lunch. Not sure what’s up next - I will rest a bit, tho.
MIL is sorting thru her little jewelry box. She doesn’t have anything valuable but I guess she plans to share some of her sentimental pieces. I truly hope she doesn’t give me any - I don’t wear jewelry and Daughter will be burdened as it is with the costume pieces in my jewelry box.
The new meds make me slightly woozy, but not nearly as bad as the others, so that’s a good sign. I am having to make an effort to keep my phone on my person. And I frequently pause to convince myself that I know who I am and what I’m doing. This whole business of not trusting my brain is not at all fun. Stoopit seizure.