Just trimmed back some azalea, forsythia, and miscellaneous other stuff. So it’s time for a break. And some ice water. Let there be chillage.
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I got a ticket for another Supreme Court argument session! Now I’ll be going on 03/25 and 04/02 (I can always cancel the second one). I entered lotteries for 15 sessions, and got tickets to 2 of them: I wasn’t expecting to be selected for any, so I’m happy. There are six more argument sessions scheduled for the end of April, but I won’t enter another lottery until I see how these two go.
After working for a couple of hours this morning, I went to the office to turn in my government laptop, badge, etc. It feels weird to not have that stuff for the first time in five years! Anyway, I ran into a few people I know from outside my program – including my junior employee’s big brother, who I worked with when I first joined the company and who referred his brother when I was hiring. We spent some time chatting about stuff (including our shared frustration with his brother’s casual attitude toward updating his resume), and while discussing possible opportunities he actually wound up mentioning the position I interviewed for on Friday. Heh. He thinks it could be a good sign that the posting isn’t viewable anymore…I’m hoping to hear something about it by the end of the week.
After I finally left the office, I went to a nearby Lego reseller to look for a replacement door for the stone cottage. They had a big bin of them for $0.50 each: I couldn’t decide between dark brown and light brown, so I got both (and wound up using the dark brown door). In other Lego news, I decided to splurge on a retired set: the Yellow Submarine got delivered yesterday (I’m a pretty big Beatles fan). It won’t take long to put together: I’ll build it Friday evening, before I start reassembling my nephew’s Batwing this weekend.
Ugh…I’m so sorry to hear about “Dylan.”
When I moved to Virginia (in '98) I tried to volunteer as a story lady at the local library, and was told that I needed to have a master’s degree in education. To read to kids. I kind of got why, but…

When I moved to Virginia (in '98) I tried to volunteer as a story lady at the local library, and was told that I needed to have a master’s degree in education. To read to kids. I kind of got why, but…
What???
Hey, JtC, I keep meaning to ask you if you’ve ever thought about taking a rollator walker with a seat with you when you go to protest? You’d still have to walk, but at least you could sit down when you needed a break.

Hey, JtC, I keep meaning to ask you if you’ve ever thought about taking a rollator walker with a seat with you when you go to protest?
OH
MY
GAWD!!!
Why didn’t I think about this? What a great idea, I can get one of them up and down steps and such. I’m off to order one (red?) and will be back later.
I just remembered something cool that I meant to mention: you know how I volunteered with my local NAACP branch for 4 years and was the membership chair and an excecutive committee member when I left last summer? I just learned that the woman who took over the membership committee – who I worked closely with for at least a year before then – is related to Rosa Parks! Her grandmother was Rosa Parks’s cousin and caretaker! She and her grandmother will be featured speakers at the next general membership meeting.
When I read about that, I emailed her and was like "WTF?!? " She said she only just finally mentioned it a few months ago; she hadn’t wanted to lead with that info, she just wanted to do the work and get to know everyone. I always knew she was good people.
Anyway, now I can say that I’m friends with someone who’s related to Rosa Parks.

I’m off to order one (red?) and will be back later.
Not red - BLUE!!! Sheesh!
We had a very monochromatic supper - checkie tit nuggets, cauliflower, and spuds-n-onions. Tasty, but not very colorful, altho the crumbs on the chickie had some green flecks - oregano and basil, I believe.
Time now for chillage and some TV later.

Some cardboard strawberries, as well (Driscoll). The local berries are anemic looking. Man, do I miss the Oregon fruit.
They’re not in season. Give it another month and a half, two months and you’ll get some good ones.
Irked up front again today and cursed a couple of people who duct taped the mailers into oblivion or rice bombed me. Oh, well, back in my usual spot tomorrow.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!

Not red - BLUE!!! Sheesh!
I was thinking red to match my garb, but you are right, blue would be better.
We had lazy chicken parm (half a cup mayo, quarter cup of grated parm, tablespoon minced garlic (we like garlic), salt and pepper mixed and spread over a couple of chicken breasts then baked at 425 for 20 minutes or up to temp), steamed lima beans and garlic toast. Well, I had the bread, it’s off his low carb diet so I didn’t bother heating any up for him.

Anyway, now I can say that I’m friends with someone who’s related to Rosa Parks.
How cool is that? Rosa Parks is a hero of mine

When I moved to Virginia (in '98) I tried to volunteer as a story lady at the local library, and was told that I needed to have a master’s degree in education. To read to kids.
And then they complain because they can’t get volunteers…and volunteers are the backbone of public libraries.
Sigh.
Hubs went to give the shelter dogs treats and as suspected Barkley has a new home. There was a pic of him sharing a couch with his new hooman and they both seemed very happy.

It feels weird to not have that stuff for the first time in five years!
Are you still grabbing for your lanyard while leaning over open drawers? I sometimes still find myself reaching for it before closing drawers because I’ve clotheslined myself so many times.
I’m agreeing that if the posting has been taken down, they have someone they want. I’m also thinking that it was you, an hour and a half interview has gotta mean something!

Man, I really have trouble with the pronouns for some reason!
If they say they are female, the pronouns are her and she. If they say they are male, the pronouns are he and him.
It’s kinda like my take on how names are pronounced. If your name is spelled John and you tell me that it is Jake, I’m going to call you Jake. If you tell me that your name is Jill, I will call you Jill while spelling your name John because that’s what you want and I just don’t care enough to argue that John isn’t pronounced Jake or Jill.
Life is so much easier now that I don’t sweat the small stuff.

I just had to wait after Annie had her drink of water and wiped her face off on all the furniture in the living room
What sort of pet owner are you? You should have been waiting by her side to carefully wipe her face with an embroidered linen handkerchief. (And I speeled that right, Holy Cow!!! I gotta keep buying this strain, I certainly couldn’t have done that straight!)

Morning all. I appears my bladder likes to work evenings
When you are up and doing things during the day, gravity pulls your well hydrated cells to your legs and feet. Your heart does its best to keep up with the fluid, but haven’t you noticed that your feet are a little bigger at night? That’s water retention. Once you sit down or recline, that allows your heart to start moving all of that extra water back through your system where it ends up needing to leave.
This is why so many people complain that they pee before going to bed but as soon as they get comfy, they have to pee again.
This is a normal thing.
But we can ask our beloved night nurse about that while I’m asking my question @BippityBoppityBoo Please read what I posted to our favorite Rat and correct me if I’m wrong. Then advise me about my MMR shot. My doctor still isn’t sure if I need a second shot and we have both been reading the CDC recommendations which don’t really answer my question.
I had measles as a child. I did not have mumps or Rubella. Because I had measles, mom didn’t get me the MMR shots because of ignorance and my pediatrician didn’t tell her to. I might have had the MMR series when I joined the USAF, I’m not sure.
So, according the the CDC website, I probably didn’t even need the jab I got last week (maybe vaxxed in the mid 70’s) but I’m seeing a lot of preggy women at the indoor pool and I don’t want to risk getting and spreading Rubella to a pregnant woman.
So…do I need a second shot in a month?

I ended up with an outfit and one extra tshirt because MusicMan knows that I’m cheap and he insisted.
I do love MusicMan
Dang about him having to work another weekend, but hurray for money!

Drink tea with a straw? What lunacy is this, woman?
Yeah, I kinda figured that was Just Not Done
Still in time change groggy. Things were going well, although not dog or free hash brown well; until it was lunch time then a series of slight frustrations started.
Peanut butter and jelly was my first thought. Nope, no jelly. Wrote that on a post it.
Cheese and crackers. Nope, no cheese. Wrote that on a post it
Go downstairs for a grilled cheese at the cafe. Nope, no bread for the grilled cheese.
Found out the salad bar had salmon. Made a small salad, with croutons. Then noticed no blue cheese dressing. Okay, I have some upstairs at the office.
Settled in to eat my lunch and decided to go for a crouton.
Nope! Not a crouton! Ick, ick, grab napkins. Turns out it was tofu disguised as croutons. What on earth!! Why!!!? Fake croutons and no blue cheese what is this world?
I was able to remove the horrour with in the salad.
Thankfully, on the way out of the cafe I saw chocolate pudding… very grateful that was not a disguised item.
I read your post and jerked in dismay when I realized I was wanting to be at the midweek Lenten service this evening. I couldn’t even get there in time for the benediction now. Darn.
But that reminds me of my childhood and how I learned to follow the liturgy in the hymnal. I’d recently read Tom Sawyer and one scene described Tom’s discomfort in church and how “it was a relief when the benediction was pronounced and the service was over.” So I learned benediction was the end, found it in the book, and thought "We only have three more pages!

If they say they are female, the pronouns are her and she. If they say they are male, the pronouns are he and him.
I do get it, but I’ve known this kid since he was a baby, so it’s hard to switch over. Changed her name from Gracie to Dawson, which seems fairly asexual.
Howdy Y’all! Provisions were procured and stowed. Nappage was achieved. We went to Wednesday doin’s where we had bbq sammiches, baked beans, slaw, N. O. T. sallit and because today is baby Priest’s bday, ice cream and cake. He’s thirty-five, a mere child!
MOOOOOOM the pine tree orgy is in full swing. Yellow stuff everywhere. Oak and pee-kahn will start soon. Dawgwoods and azaleas will be bloomin’ by next week for sure. This is the Deep South so Spring cranks up a little earlier.

I do get it, but I’ve known this kid since he was a baby, so it’s hard to switch over.
At least my great-niece Anthony became Andrea. It was so much easier on my old brain so I do understand. It helps that we mostly just talk on the phone and her voice is fem enough to remind me.
She’s a good kid, works hard at her job and volunteers at the local homeless shelter. I lent/gave her a sizeable chunk of change a while back to help her get through college. I “loaned” it to her fully expecting to never see it again, but she’s paid every penny back since then. Its the irrational hate that is tearing humanity apart.

Nope! Not a crouton! Ick, ick, grab napkins. Turns out it was tofu disguised as croutons. What on earth!! Why!!!? Fake croutons and no blue cheese what is this world?
Noooo!!! How awful it must have been to be expecting a nice herb crunch and get bland mushy tofu instead.
I actually like tofu, it is so earth friendly and healthy for humans. There is no reason to sneak it into people’s food, lots of folks like it when it is prepared properly and just cutting cubes up and sneaking them into people’s salads is just uncalled for.
So I am super tired tonight and am going to stitch for half an hour or so and start locking things up at 2100. I’m not going back to the capital so maybe GG will let me sleep in…but I doubt it. He wants the bedroom curtains pulled so he can watch the deer having breakfast in the gully or better yet, in our back yard.
Nelson and I spent a few extra minutes on our bedtime walk. My neighbor behind me and her daughter were coming in from the car with her daughter’s shih tzu girl, Blue. Of course, the two had to get some face kisses and tail wagging in. We hoomans had a brief visit before heading inside.
Re: The thread title.
My mom worked at Gibbs Flying Service at Montgomery Field in San Diego when I was a kid (and afterward, in fact). There was one pilot who came into the FBO who was fond of saying, ‘Whom? I?’ She said they called him ‘Old Whom I’.
And good evening all. Went to the gym early and did about 45 minutes of swimming before my weight training, which is going well; we’re starting with the most common machines and will progress to the free weights as we go along, much more structured and planned than I tried several years ago on my own, so hopefully will see some results in several months. Then after a quick stop home, worked with the U9 soccer program for about 75 minutes so got some more calories burned, and am finishing off my 1/2lb Cheeseburger for dinner. The garbage bin is at the curb, so sloth and internettin’ will be the primary non-activities for the evening.
Oopsie, congrats on the second invite to see the Supremes. And appendages remain crossed for you and the job. And impressed by your friend’s relation…Rosa Parks is a heroine of mine.
JtC, makes sense, it doesn’t seem to matter how much liquid I drink or when, the call comes anyway. Between that and being in the water at the pool (and the shower) as triggers, it is pretty stable. And I’m not going 12-13 times a day, more like 6-9, which is normal.
rocky, only thing I notice is that sunset is occuring later (which of course is usual, but having that extra hour has helped). And the day they make tofu chocolate pudding will be the certain sign of the Apocalypse, IMHO.
And need to get started with some serious slothing. Take care all.

The garbage bin is at the curb
Thank you sir!
I can always count on somebody on this board to remind me about this. Had to get back up and haul the cans down.
T
They still fit

JtC, makes sense, it doesn’t seem to matter how much liquid I drink or when
I’m fairly sure that I drink more than you do. I’ve stopped pounding water like I did when I lived in the desert but I’m guessing I’m still drinking at least a gallon a day and that’s before I hit the booze.
I’ve tried limiting the liquids I’ve consumed after dinner and it was needless suffering because it made no difference at all.

The garbage bin is at the curb,
The lunatic is on the grass…
The bangers, bacon, haggis, and puddings just arrived. I was mildly surprised there was no dry ice. In fact, it was at the bottom of the styrofoam cooler (which we can use on trips)… only the plastic bags that did contain dry ice were empty. The meats are frozen solid though.
Me: < takes mid-naptime bio break >
Spot: < runs into room and starts barking >
Said feline was also complaining loudly when I moved in bed, and also when I did not move in bed.
At least the martini is good.

The lunatic is on the grass…
You make the cut
You raise the blade
You rearrange me till I’m sane

I got a ticket for another Supreme Court argument session!
Cool!

Anyway, now I can say that I’m friends with someone who’s related to Rosa Parks.
Double Cool!(And the Lego things rock, too)

only the plastic bags that did contain dry ice were empty. The meats are frozen solid though.
They did their job, then