Amazon has a nice selection of LED night lights. One of the best things we got for this house. They give just enough light to navigate without disturbing people trying to sleep. The hallway and kitchen are the best places, so you don’t run into things while getting that last piece of pie before they get it.
For mobile lights, try Lichamp Pop-Up lanterns. I have a stack of them scattered around the house and garage and they’ve proven their worth during power outages.
A drug-free night! Not even a Tylenol! Nothing but ice! This is a first and welcome change. Hope it lasts.
This morning (perhaps because of no drugs in my system) I had an appetite and dined on baked beans topped with two over-easy eggs. The cuppa might have been a bit much, as the coffee crash was a doozy.
Woohoo for drug free nights!
My lovely wife and I are pretty similar in out shopping/sightseeing timing, as well as accommodating of each other’s preferences. (She said smugly.)
I haven’t caught up, so I’m sorry. Hugs all around. We have a houseguest coming, renovations that require moving furniture, and said lovely still on crutches and restricted so pretty much everything falls to me. Am I getting a fancy coffee drink later? Hell, yeah! But now, To the dump, to the dump, to the dump-dump-dump because drugstore beetles in the flour.
I debated jumping into an MMP thread after 12pm on its last day…especially when I haven’t read any of the preceding 343 posts (except the intro of the OP)…but then I figured what the heck. 
Work was surprisingly busy last week: nothing too crazy, but more steady than usual. I also had volunteer-related meetings on Tuesday and Wednesday evenings – virtual, and Wednesday’s was short, but they still took up some time. The “big” thing, though, is that I had the first two sessions with my new personal trainer! I went on Tuesday and Thursday. My triceps were very sore after Tuesday’s session, but I was surprisingly pain-free after Thursday. I mean, I’m kind of generally sore and can tell I did stuff last week, but happily there was no pain. Anyway, I think I like this kid guy and I’m looking forward to gradually getting stronger and more flexible. I might even be motivated to start using my home treadmill on “off” days…eventually. 
I also completed my first blood donation on Friday. It went smoothly, and I got a free water bottle (I declined the post-donation cookies). At this point I don’t know whether I have more free water bottles or tote bags, but I can’t seem to ever say no to either. They said I’ll hear from them in about three weeks, and that among other things they’ll confirm my blood type (I think it’s O+, but I’m not…ha…positive). I’ll be eligible to donate again the day after my birthday, so as long as nothing winds up being wrong with this batch I’ll look for another local bloodmobile in late September/early October.
Yesterday I finally finished re-watching Suits, so when I go get some lunch and relocate to the couch I get to pick a new show to watch! I might start with The Ashley Madison Affair, a three-episode docuseries on Hulu, but a bunch of shows I like have new seasons that recently became available: And Just Like That, Good Omens, Is It Cake (a surprisingly compelling cake decorating competition), and The Lincoln Lawyer. There’s also a new six-episode thriller on Max called Full Circle that sounds interesting, and a new Idris Elba series on Apple+ called Hijack. And, in just over a week Only Murders in the Building comes back and Strange Planet starts. So much TV, so little time! 
Now, for my answers to the OP’s Very Important questions:
I prefer my pizza either plain (cheese) or with just pepperoni; however, I won’t object to sausage, ground beef, ham, bacon, or onions. Maybe green peppers, if they aren’t egregious. That’s about it, though. Definitely no anchovies for this girl, who doesn’t care for either seafood or the taste of salt.
In January 1995 I wrote a poem called “I Want Anchovies”:
I want anchovies on the pizza
I want football on the TV
I want to spend 1 or 2 hours
Deciding which movie to see
I want to smell eggs in the morning
After cooking steak the night before
I want to trip over the sports page
And the clothes all over the floor
I want the discs in the wrong cases
I want the unlabled tapes
I want the uncapped toothpaste
(And something that rhymes with tapes)
I want crosswords done in felt tip
That are sometimes filled in wrong
I want to play the piano
And have someone hate the song
I want anchovies on the pizza
I want football on the TV
But what I really want the most
Is for you to want me
(I don’t believe I wrote it about anyone in particular: IIRC I was inspired by the Jellyfish song “I Wanna Stay Home” from the album Bellybutton, which I think I’d recently heard for the first time.)
It doesn’t appeal to me, but I’ve never had it. If someone ordered a pizza with pineapple – and nothing I didn’t like – and offered me a slice, I’d try some.
And now I think I’ll go have a frozen cheese pizza for lunch.
Pretty sure our dear shoe would highly recommend you baking it first. She’d probably also suggest you throw on some more garlic and onions slowly caramelized in bacon fat.
Just guessing.
DoN’t JudGe mE!!11!
That’s a good poem, I’m going to have to bookmark it.
Our neighbors invited us over for ribs last night. He kept apologizing because he’d overcooked them. They were just the slightest bit on the dry side, but still delicious. I certainly wasn’t complaining.
Between dinner, two games of dominoes (13 hands each), and two bottles of wine, we were there for six hours, and it just flew by. It’s nice to have such great people right across the street. In ten years of living in San Francisco we never made friends like that.
So, I knew we’d have hot summers here in the Las Vegas area, but we’ve just had the hottest July on record, and the hottest 14-day stretch ever. The official high temperature has been over 100° every day this month, and 110° or higher 17 days. Ain’t that a fine how-do-you-do! Today’s high is supposed to be 111, with an overnight low of 89. Still, I’ll choose a Vegas summer over a Chicago winter any time!
Air-conditioned slothage shall rule the day on this fine Sunday.
Afternoon all. Been out to eat and the shopped at Dick’s with my gift card, still ended up paying about $14 extra. Also picked up the Sunday New York Times ($6.00!!) so I have reading material for the next several days. Only 89F outside, but no rain so I think I’ll remain housebound for the day.
Thank you, I needed that.
Taters, my parents were like that; however, Dad worked nights so he slept most of the day so Mom could do all the shopping in piece. When he retired he almost drove her nuts ‘helping’, so he finally got a job as a school crossing guard for about 6-7 years until he couldn’t do it anymore. Best wishes to Polar.
FCM, just glad there wasn’t more damage done to you; too bad you’re not getting compensated, sounds like a lot of work.
Cookie, yea! on doing better and sleeping well.
Oopsie, exercise and blood donations make for an interesting week; I don’t binge that much TV, but do spend way more time on You Tube channels than I ought.
Wheelie, it’s always good to have nice neighbors. And I’ll think I’ll save my next Vegas trip for some other time (the next Ice Age sounds promising…)
OK, need to catch up on a half-dozen facebook postings, 4 You tube channels, and maybe lug my (old) phone into the computer and see if ym vacation pics are still there. Take care all.
Friends used to live in Las Vegas. The husband’s birthday is on Summer Solstice, and he’s known for his three-day birthday parties. I rode out there from L.A., and the temperature was 113ºF. They had a patio roof, and it wasn’t bad at all. (I formerly lived in the Antelope Valley.)
I offered my wife burgers on the barbie for dinner, or else go out to Paso del Norte. We’re going out for Mexican food. We took the MGB out for a drive earlier, so it would be very handy to take it to the restaurant; but I drive it like it’s a sports car, and she can only take so much in one day.
What have I been doing, you ask?
FCD cut these out on his router, I made and attached the feet and drilled the mounting holes:
Then he mounted the equipment. One of these will go in each classroom and in the chow hall.
These smaller ones are just switches for areas that already have wi-fi.
Now it’s time to assemble the jumpers that will go from the switches to the wi-fi units. We’ll then take it all to school tomorrow and start installing.
I think I’ve earned a break.
We’re donating all the materials and equipment, so we’ll get a tax writeoff. I don’t think we can get a writeoff for the time we donated…
So ~60 miles = 4 hours at 15 knots. On a blustery spitting Jan day that could be less than fun even in the sorta sheltered waters of the upper Chesapeake.
Very pretty country and bay around there. We zoom over either that part of the Chesapeake or else the Delaware Bay on the way into or out from PHL pretty regularly. I’ve been waving at you in the general direction of Annapolis for a few months now; I’ll have to add the general direction of NAS Pax River in case you’re at the marina. For the rather few times I have left to go by there.
Dammit woman, be careful!!!1! Table saws admit of no inattention or weakness; you coulda really hurt yo’sef gettin’ flanged at like that. When you say you “got the blood out” do you mean out of the wound, the wood, or your whole body? Despite the wounds this was always gonna be a multi-day job and you both knew it.
Enjoy lunch!! You sure earned it. Have mimosas and take the afternoon off from power tools. And hand tools.
My late first wife never had brain problems, but after many years on opioids and as her end got closer, she lost interest in each of her hobbies in turn. Music, art, and finally even knitting. In her explanation, the ambition required to pay attention to each of them simply became overwhelming and they turned first from relaxing fun to work, and then from work to shear hard labor. To ever less perceived benefit. Real late, she saw pretty much everything as just pointless. She was existing in a limbo of counting down her remaining days, but with no idea which day would be zero. Sorta Groundhog Day but with much less optimism and laughter.
Doubtless your Mom’s situation is different; dementia is not cancer of the innards. But I imagine there are similarities in how the mind reacts to the unrelenting insult of progressive disease and the obvious one-way nature of life’s journey itself.
{{Hugs}} to you both.
They’re territorial creatures, not pack creatures. But the territories are small, fluid, and overlapping. Where they grow in great numbers there’s lots of minor skirmishing about like this:
This is my tree!
Not on this side it’s not, over here is my part!! Neener neener.
Screw you! I’ll chase you around my tree 23 times until you get dizzy and fall off!
You and which other squirrel army??!!
You smell funny! Been eatin’ Jane’s peanuts again?
Great fun for humans to watch, but I think it matters a lot more to them than it does to us, and with that much squirrel prestige, food supply, and mating opportunities at stake, it’s kinda stressful for them, rather than fun / funny. Being alpha squirrel(ette) in this park is hard work.
After we walked to a local near-beach eatery (lunch for me, breakfast for her) we walked back home & made prep to go groccing. Turns out her list had just one item and it simple enough for me to select without controversy. So she gratefully stayed home and I gratefully sallied forth solo to do battle with the “pubic sto” as Swampy would put it.
If you found some that are not a night light, or at least the nightlight feature is disable-able, but which turn on automatically when the power dies, let me know. I could use a couple of those too.
Yaay! A welcome improvement long overdue. Good luck for tonight. Avoiding overdoing things when good news appears is the key to not rebounding backwards. Slow and steady wins every race once we’re kinda old and raggedy. Sad, but IMO true.
So much for my suggestion of a lazy afternoon. You slay me. Hope you at least got lunch somewhere in there.
And no, ref IRS your donated time, even if it was doing work within your normal occupation, is not deductible. Sorry.
Damn FCM, you had a bad storm too? We had a bad one the other night here in Wisconsin. Thankfully, we didn’t lose power, but there were some branches that fell, and I suspect there was flooding in the counties surrounding us. Glad you and FCD made it through just fine.
Ballots have been cast, trash and recycling are out at the street, I did the Car-Car Shuffle, and I’ve finished off the coffee.
While I was moving cars, a neighbour and his family came by. He asked if I ever got my bike ('94 Seca II) back. I told him yes, but it was trashed and I haven’t fixed it yet; then I told him about the R1. I said it hadn’t been started in years, the gas cap lock was frozen (hence, not being started in years), it needs a battery, the carbs need to be rebuilt… but I don’t have a way to get it to a shop. He says He said he has a shop on the next street over, and he works on motorcycles. (This is not the fake Creed drummer who says he works on bikes, or the meth head that came by a decade ago when I was still riding the bike.) He said he’d stop by and we’ll talk about it. I told him I work from home, so that would be great.
If I can get the R1 running, I can ride it down to Burien… once. I’m sure that when SWMBO wakes up and finds that I rode the motorcycle to the office, I will be banned from doing that.
15 knots? Um, no. Maybe 6-7 kts. And it’s 66 nautical miles. As I recall, that trip was over 9 hours. We were wrapped in afghans in the pilothouse - it was chilly…
It’s a gorgeous area for boating, except on holiday weekends when the waters teem with stoopit. BTW, we live just up the road from Pax, 90 minutes or so from Annapolis.
Worst storm we’ve had in a lot of years. Lots of trees down taking out power lines. But our electric repair folks are aces!
We did go to Salsa’s for lunch and neither of us wants supper. So much chillage will ensue.
I hope that Polar is feeling better soonest taters.
Pesto is made, oregano and thyme is drying, Nelson is bathed (and soft like he always is post bath) with his collar, harness and leash washed and a fresh flea collar. Sunday dinner (turkey and vegetable soup with barley) et and will do dessert (the last of the strawberries) later. I did finish the wedding album, so once the scraps are cleaned up, I can begin something else.
See y’all tomorrow.
Argh. I’m finding all kinds of things that need to get done that are NOT PACKING. Hopefully I’m about done with that. Clothes are laundered. I need to gather meds and toiletries first. I need to figure out which book to take, too.
Moooooom, sorry you got flangeded. I know you’re very, very good with power tools. I trust you around them. I don’t trust them around you.
{{{Polar}}} Good boy, Polar! Good boy!
Flyboy, I hope the neighbor can repair the bike. You be careful now. There’s a reason docs call 'em donorcycles. Also, glad you and the missus are getting your Mexican food, since Friday was dinner at home.
cookie, hooray for the pain abatement!
oopsie, can you bring a healthier snack for after blood draws? It’s not wise to skip that stuff. My sister donated blood on the regular and once skipped the juice and cookies. Then she passed out in WalMart. They got her juice, but she passed out again and spilled it all over herself. Then she passed out a third time.
OK, back to packing.
No worries. I have shorts and T-shirts and flip-flops. Also a helmet.
Just add a couple of layers of bubble wrap, and you’re all set!!!
I don’t recall being that bothered by blood sugar issues last time I gave blood (I’m currently leery of doing so around a couple of syncope events, plus I’m not sure they’d want mine given my prescriptions, and I’m AB+), but did have massive protein cravings.