welp the deserts near me (about 45-1 hr away) on fire … watched some of a live news feed from one ot the la stations from facebook on it … until i seen the idiots of facebook in the comments section things like "too bad its not hollywood where “satanism and child sex trafficking happens”
no offense to people here but supposedly in a decade 80 percent of facebooks users will be dearly departed …most of em wont be missed by me …
I’ll give you a chance anyway.
To the rest of you, you’d have to be here.
Boo otherwise known as a North Omaha girl in a former life
I grew up on 24th and Leavenworth…
Allie did that to me a few mornings ago. Got her hauled into bed for snuggles. 
There seems to be a new pass-along plague at Hades Annex. DH and I both wound up taking yesterday off due to symptoms (mostly of the stomach variety). One teammate of mine and our sup had reported unhappy bellies on Moanday, so I’m pretty sure that’s where that came from.
Website changes are going to freak out the brain donors next week.
Not the way the handyman phrased it, which was basically “Nice for me!” with that “money-rubbing” gesture. Indicating that he’s making a ton of money with this process.
He cut pieces of metal framing to size, put them together with L brackets, and hand-stapled the hand-cut screen to it. That’s gotta take longer than running to Home Depot five minutes away, or having standard sizes in their van with other supplies, no? (I did supply the window dimensions in my request ticket. I’m not a savage.)
I like these equally well as champagne-long as it has bubbles I’m good.
They could always ask me-been there, done that about a 100 times. Beats the alternative.
Sorry for the delayed response-somehow I managed to miss a whole patch of posts. Guess all that roller coaster talk derailed me or maybe it was Beck’s soused household. At least I found y’all again.
Had my ice cream, which would be SSRat’s fault. Seriously considering going to bad, meaning reading for an hour or two until I fall asleep crushing my reading glasses. It’s all good.
Boo
Yeah, but think of how many Mumpers there are. That’s a hub’s worth of booka
Up caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to sort.
Morning, mumpers! I am now fully edumacated on kneelers,who knew it could get so complicated? Been up for hours, been to the gym, had breakfast, fed and medicated the mogs, dealt with the worst lunacy in my six inboxes, and now getting mentally prepared for a hideous 2hr meeting to talk about timetabling for my music dept. There will be wailing and gnashing of teeth since they’ve only been allocated three rooms, none of them in the fancy music building, and none of them providing “specialist space” that they’d requested for performance, recital and conducting classes.
On the plus side, I told my boss I’m finishing at 3pm today as we’re off to Northampton on a jolly. Going to see a couple of bands doing acoustic performances at a pub which has an outside space with covered seating for 150 people. The real bonus is that we get to meet up with our gig buddies who we’ve not seen for five months so we’re all really excited about that.
Mumperland sounds like fun, you can have my lottery winnings which currently stand at a whopping £2.30 but I do have a room full of books to contribute. They’ll probably have to come over by sea due to the cost, and since I have a passport, I’ll be there long before they are!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 73 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 88 (BRRR!) with a sixty percent chance of rain/tstorms/apocalypse this afternoon/evenin’. We shall see. The big item on my agenda for the day is to assist with mowage over to the church house… Hopefully we will get that done today as we will be almost a full crew. If not, then we shall finish up tomorrow mornin’. Sup shall be steak, sallit, and cheesey garlic bread just cause.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Firday Y’all!
We’ve got another rainy day on tap, but I should be able to get my walk done this morning. Semi-soggy predicted for tomorrow, and more rain for Sunday, and the humidity right now is way up there - one risks drowning if one takes a deep breath.
I need to go to WalMart today - I’ve already opened my reserve box of cat litter, so I need another in reserve. Plus a couple more little things. Daughter doesn’t have anything on her agenda, freeing me from Roxy Wrangling. After my walk, I’ll head down the road.
According to her realtor, the house should close as scheduled on the 26th. The window replacements may not be completed by then, but they’re contracted and paid for, so we’re OK with taking possession and dealing with the installation when it happens. The plumbing repair has been completed and a clean termite inspection has come back.
It’s really strange doing a virtual closing, etc. The realtor and mortgage guy use a site where we do electronic signing of all documents. One receives an email with a link, reviews the docs, and clicks the appropriate box at the bottom to add a much-too-legible script “signature.” Once submitted, you get another email telling you it’s done. I’m guessing the chain of emails are all legally binding. And having bought several homes over the years, it’s nice to be able to click rather than having the actually sign a gazillion pieces of paper!
Speaking of deliveries, and da Jungle, Daughter ordered some new jammies for Roxy because that kid refuses to stop growing!!! One delivery was supposedly made on Sunday, but we never got it. Another, well, she got a box with four blood oxygen monitoring devices - the kind that clip on your finger - and they sent her a label to return those. Then they sent some of the jammies, but she’s trying to figure out what happened to the others.
We’ve had a couple of weird delivery events in the past. Once, FCD had ordered a heat exchanger from EBay (back when we had a boat) and what we received was a pair of heavy-duty jack stands. It looked like a bunch of packaging had gotten messed up, and someone just randomly stuck shipping labels on various items. We may still have those jack stands.
The other time, there were 3 really big boxes left on our porch, none of which had clear addresses on them and none of which I’d ordered. I opened the boxes hoping to find an invoice or something to help track them - no luck. Then I checked the shipping labels and saw enough letters to figure out that they should have gone to a neighbor 3 doors down. So I drove them over there, left them on the porch with some other boxes that had been delivered, along with a note explaining why the boxes were open. Never got a thank-you or even an acknowledgement from the recipients, but lucky for them, they’d ordered some stupid crap that I didn’t want, so they got it anyway.
Anyway, onward! Happy Firday!!
I remember the Rumbles. Their tune Jezebel was on the national charts. The guy who played keyboards for them plays in an oldies band with my nephew
My nephew plays in what he thinks is an oldies band, but the stuff they play is too modern for my taste.
I sold a vacation home long distance-- never even met the people who bought it. I drove to the town and picked a realtor, and he handled everything after that. It stayed on the market for a couple of years, but when we found the buyers, everything was handled by email. My realtor, God bless him, thoroughly earned his commission. And after the dust settled, all the documents are on my computer where I can always readily find them if I need them. (I hate paper and it hates me.) This is definitely the way to do it.
I sold my first house long-distance, but this was back in the 80s, so lots of faxes and mail. Unfortunately, my first realtor on that deal was a waste - every time we called to find out what was going on, she’d say “Oh, I was just going to call you!” Then the “buyer” she’d lined up didn’t show at closing.
So we got someone else who neglected to ensure that the buyer could afford the place, and we ended up holding a second mortgage for a while rather than deal with putting it back on the market. A year or so later, we sold the mortgage - worth the loss to break free.
So much cleaner with email and such, methinks.
Happy Firday!
Cloudy and humid this morning, 75 degrees now, supposed to get up to 85.
Jax and Stormy were fine this morning, Echo and Stormy were not.
Stormy is being a bit protective of her owner. She even snarled and growled at Ripple. The difference is, Ripple will turn and walk away, Echo is more like, okay bitch, bring it on.
Every time those two would get into it, Ripple would run over and start play bowing and hopping around, because he likes a good rumble. He’s like the guy in a bar fight who is happily punching everybody in the face and knocking them over the head with a bottle. Doesn’t matter whose side you’re on, he’s in it for the fun.
I found about 15 golf balls in the park, got two from outside the fence from the treat ladies, Lucy’s dad threw two away, and a jogger picked up a few more. Golf guy was busy last night.
I’ll be doing some laundry today, irking, and some other stuff TBD. Always plenty to do.
No permit from the city yet.
I was really excited by this house until I saw the bathrooms (and the kitchen and the basement)
I’m not really going to move, although I think about it, and I like to keep an eye on what is available.
I think for the price though, there is probably something wrong. Something more than the bathroom vanities.
sari - I noticed the state of the ceiling in the attic space - maybe it needs a roof? On the other hand, if it’s in the right neighborhood, that’s not a terrible price for a fixer-upper. On the other other hand, that teal woodwork is hideous!!!
Back from WalMart and the credit union and an Amish stand. I was rained on a couple of times, but after I finish eating, I may brave a walk. Beyond that, no plans.
I noticed the ceiling in the attic too. I could live with the teal woodwork for a while. The kitchen cabinets would have to go, and I noticed the strategically placed hand towel to cover up the rust on the dishwasher?
It is a nice house from the outside though, and a nice yard. I noticed it had a contract that fell through, and I wonder if the inspection didn’t go so well. It is in the better part of town.
Blimey… The price of that house would just about get you a 1 bedroom flat with a free kick in the teeth around here.