Interesting side effect I’m having from the steroid injections: hiccups. Very annoying and I hope they don’t last for days.
Hope that your brother feels better soon nellie.
You too on the feeling better soonest silenus.
Enjoy the time with your sister godbod.
I hope that you get some relief soon Moooooom.
swampy, Nelson’s grandfather was a 4# chi named Napoleon, aka Popo. He would have fought a circle saw if it was buzzin’ too close.
Got Nelson bathed this morning and made some pumpkin dog cookies for him and the neighbor dogs. I also went to the CVS at Tarjay. It was nuts. I was lucky to get a good parking space, but had forgotten that the pharmacy closes from 1300-1400 for lunch, so I had to walk around for half an hour. I would have gone to Staples to do my other chore, but didn’t want to give up my parking space. When I did head over there, there was no parking to be had, so I decided that I would exchange the CO2 cartridge after the holiday.
Talked to Sis for a bit and mended a pair of PJs that had gotten the pocket caught on the storm door handle. Now, I’m just vegging for a bit and watching TV.
I noticed my pj’s were pretty worn, so I decided to walk to the mall. (My stupid moments should make quietly feel better about his own.) Ugh. First of all , it was c-c-c-cold out there. Second, unless I wanted pj’s that shouted JUICY or SANTA BABY, I was out of luck because–duh–lots of people give jammies for Christmas. Third, the checkout lines were horrendous. So I gave up, wandered to the liquor store and bought peach brandy just 'cause, then ordered a sammich to go, as I had nothing appealing planned for dinner.
I wanted to call my SIL to ask about my brother, but last time I did that, she snapped at me because she was napping, and since she has no set schedule, I never know when she might be snoozing. Maybe I’ll brave it tomorrow.
@swampbear, when you and OYKW day drink, what do you imbibe? Doggio and Flyboy post about their sophisticated cocktails. What’s your tipple?
quietly, I hope you and your biome rest well tonight.
Is there a good story here?
flyboy, hope you get sensation back sooner than the doc said and that’s it doesn’t hurt. Can’t have you consuming yourself!
cookie, hope the hiccups go away.
Evening all. Soccer has been refereed and watched (got home for the second half of Morocco-Croatia so of course no goals were scored then). Fettuchini is digesting happily in my belly right now so feeling pretty good.
Another house up the street from me is getting it’s roof replaced, guess the ‘nice’ weather is allowing for it (it was nice outside, but only in the 40’sF, not a day I’d like to be roof-walking). Glad I got mine done about 4 years ago, it should outlast me.
Given their location, I’ll be disappointed if it’s not Mint Juleps… And best wishes to your brother, hope he does well.
quietly, hope you get to feeling better soon.
Oopsie, hope the tailbone stops bothering you. Enjoy the show and that Museum of Illusion sounds like fun.
Flyboy, Six weeks?!? Nine Months!?! That sounds like a long time for what should have been a simple extraction. I am suspicious.
Nettie, hoping the feline visitors find a nice new home.
GodBod, happy that your sister is home, she sounds like someone you can talk/confide in. Take care.
Taters, fingers crossed the kids don’t get in over their heads; from what you have written before, they seem to be level-headed so I hope they have planned their budget in advance.
OK, some tackleball is on the TV, so I’ll watch some of it and also check up on my internettin’ Everybody have a good night/good morning.
It wasn’t so simple. And the facial nerve is right there. I should get feeling back eventually. Right now, it itches sometimes – but I can’t scratch it.
No big story nellie, just that an open ended door handle tends to hit me around the pocket of my pants. One move and I have a mending project.
Happy Friday!
Chilly morning at the park, and not too many there.
It was quiet though.
I think the park drama may be over.
One, the big dog side of the dog park is a HUGE mud pit, teh small dog side is okay. Small dogs don’t tear up the ground as much, and the small side is a little higher and drains into the big side.
Since it seemed to be just Lucy, Rocky, and my three we were going to go on the small side.
Barly/Humpy mom called and said she was going, so I went on the big side, since Lucy dad can’t stand her. Rocky mom came on the big side with me, too.
Ripple and Echo were on the small side with Lucy, Cerby will only play with the laser, and Rocky won’t play with Barky or Humpy.
Barky/Humpy mom is not happy that none of the dogs are playing with her dogs, and says the usual, I don’t know why I bring them here if nobody is going to play with them.
After a bit, Coco showed up and she went on the small side, and as she was going in, her dad let Ripple over to the big side.
Even Ripple won’t play with Barky/Humpy.
Shortly after, Rocky mom said she was going to other side so Rocky can play with Coco.
Then Barky/Humpy mom says she is going to small side so her dogs can play with Coco.
I thought, oh shit, this is not going to be good.
I also thought it a little rude of her to leave me by myself.
As Barky/Humpy mom was going to gate, Coco dad mouthed over to me, is she leaving?
I shook my head no, and pointed at the other side.
Coco dad started up to the gate but Echo was at his heels, so I thought he was going to let Echo switch sides.
(See how my dogs have everybody trained?)
Oh no, he was going up there to confront Barky/Humpy mom. He told her that was she was coming on the small side, he was going to the big side because he doesn’t want Coco playing with her dogs, because they bark too much and cause trouble.
I didn’t know all this until afterwards because the gate is too far away to hear what people are saying.
I only saw some confusion as Lui had just showed up and was put on the big side, then switched to the small side, and Echo was switched from small to large, and Barky/Humpy mom left.
I got a call later from Barky/Humpy mom and she was very pissed. She wanted to know if I knew anything and I said no. She said she isn’t coming back.
She twisted things a bit to make it like her dogs aren’t the problem. I think underneath she knows.
Today I had to talk with Coco dad because he thought I was mad at him because I am friends with Bary/Humpy mom. I said no, I’m not mad, it needed to be done. Even if I am somewhat friends with her, I don’t want her there either. There is always too much tension and drama when she is there.
I feel a little two-faced, but I don’t know how else to handle it.
Then me, today. Grumpy Old Man was there. I said good morning and he actually looked up and smiled and said good morning back. I said thank you for the other day, and he looked confused, and I said the barkers. He smiled and said did she come back? I said once or twice but she isn’t coming anymore. He said good.
Now I really feel two faced.
I hope that drama is over.
The drama in the family goes on. What I posted here was only the highlights, there is so much more shit in there.
I don’t know if I am going on Christmas. I want to, but I don’t.
I want to see everybody, but I hate the drive, and my mother’s other daughter will be there, and who knows what shit she will start?
She has tried getting physical before, but people blocked her.
It might be better to meet up with them at another time.
Niece2 said her mother had been being so nice to everybody, but after the funeral she went right back to being her hateful and nasty self.
She is even telling them what they can and can’t do with their share of the estate. Both nieces are in their 40s, I think they can do as they damn well please.
I would hope they would do something sensible, like a down payment on a house, but their money, not my business.
I had two roofers coming out Wednesday, but one cancelled because I live in a duplex with a shared roof. I feel like everything is telling me to get the hell out of this house.
Did I mention, the PT thinks I have vertigo. She saw the look on my face when I sit up and lay down. I told her I don’t get dizzy when I sit up, but I do sometimes when I lay down. I told my PCP and she said no, people get dizzy when they sit up because of blood pressure, the PT said no, with vertigo it can happen when you lay down too.
The fun just never ends when you get old, does it?
Ooopsie, I don’t really like ballet, but The Nutcracker is one I do like.
Nettie, I hope the kitties do well
Swampy, when I sit on my bed, my feet don’t touch the floor either.
All of my dogs’ stuff needs to be washed. Especially Cerby’s, as I have been getting him to run a lot chasing the laser. His favorite spot to lie is in the mud. Today he even got up from the grassy spot and plopped himself down in a mud puddle.
I asked him if he is happy living with us. Of course, he didn’t answer, but he smiles a lot and wags his nub a lot, so I think he is. When we left the park, two women who were walking by stopped to say hi to the dogs. He went up to them and let them pet him, my son didn’t think to stop him. I was afraid he might bite one of them, but he did fine. I could tell he was a little nervous.
I might make a normal dog out of him yet.
I hope things get easier for you soon, FCM
I hope you have a happy celebration Taters
Aren’t dog parks fun Nellie?
If you ever came to ours, I know you’d like it.
I prefer to give gifts that go away. Most people I know don’t need more clutter in their homes, so food, candles, spa stuff, flowers, all good.
Some relaxing videos, I seem to like Asian videos
I think I like the Asian ones because they tend towards being calm, and since I can’t understand what they are saying, I don’t get caught up in what is going on
Sorry in advance for the long rant.
My wife’s family, mainly her brother and his wife, tend to marginalize her. We were surprised to get a call the evening before Thanksgiving from her brother inviting us to their home. He said he knew it was short notice for dinner but said we should come for dessert.
We went. They seemed glad to see us and we had a fairly nice visit. Another sister was there as well. As things were coming to a close, my BIL’s wife said that it had been a few years since we had a Christmas get together and that we should do it. We decided on meeting at a nice local pizza place and the SIL and I entered the time and date on our phones while the discussion was happening. It was scheduled for this afternoon at 4.00pm.
We got a Christmas card from them a week ago and the SIL had written that she was looking forward to it. Ten days ago the SIL was at my daughter’s salon to get her hair done and talked about it. (Neither of my daughters were able to attend due to prior commitments) Still no calls or texts.
We have been wondering if this event had been cancelled but decided to go anyway. We like this pizza place. We talked about the fact that this was not really formalized face to face on the way there. I suggested that we would end up alone, and my wife said that she would not be surprised.
Sure enough. We got there at 3.50pm and got some drinks and settled in to wait. No one showed by 4.15, so we ordered pizza and salad. We were served and had a nice dinner, but the family was a no call no show. Due to the family dynamic, I was not really surprised. Even though she tossed it off, I could tell my wife’s feelings were hurt by this.
I know there is nothing that can be done, but I hate it when sunflower is dissed like this.
Heaved. Apprently everybody in the Triangle is getting posters for Christmas. Did Second Sort. Napped. Making shredded chicken tacos for dinner tonight. and a Vieux Carré
I was once gifted a newly weaned kitten to replaced a departed cat, and he decided the late Nelly K. Beagle was his new mom, and decide to try and nurse. Since Nelly had been a puppy mill mom she was like “Weird orange puppy? I got this.”
It was a false flag operation by Big MarconiTM? 
We’ve all been there. Feel better!
Evening, everyone. I had a really fun day with my sister. We went to Trader Joe’s and got some stroopwafels. After we came home, we chilled out for a bit, had dinner, and then we put together a gingerbread house. It was great.
I have much to catch up on, but I wanted to share something I told my friend, when she said something nice about our 20+ yrs friendship:
“… gods, I still remember those dorm room days. When our eyes were optimistic and our tits were perky.”
Now - clutch ye pearls - my Gentleman Caller sez he’s on his way. So readin’ up on y’all may take a backseat (dang, I remember backseat pearl-clutching … but it is WAY too cold for that!) but I’ll be back, and will re-read.
They aren’t worthy of Sunflower and you. Their loss.
Given a chance to hang out with you I darn well show up. I may get lost, I may need you to come out into the parking lot and flag me down, but I’m not wasting a chance to nosh some pizza with you two and act like slightly rowdy high school kids. Make me an offer!
That sucketh quite mightily.
Keep ^^ in mind when it’s time to write up wills and such.
I’d bet you could find something acceptable from the Jungle.
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 0c/32f with a predicted high of 5c/40f with snow showers. Weather app says “You gotta be kidding me. Fucking snow?!!” - remains to be seen! Yesterday was icy and bitterly cold out but I braved it to go to the gym first thing, then the hairdressers, then went to do a couple of hours fundraising at the pet store, then back home to collect 'im indoors, went to the Good Chinese place for lunch, did errands in town and came home to warm up and sloth out.
Today’s forecast is really quite uncertain. It doesn’t seem to have been that cold overnight and we may have had rain - some of the snow in the back garden has gone, and it’s gone off the car too. The car’s not frosted up either, which makes me think it’s rained a bit, but there’s still a lot of snow and ice out on the pavements. Yesterday we were advised of a yellow warning for ice and freezing rain, we have a large band of rain coming our way which will meet some very cold air on the leading edge, so the prediction is for freezing rain and black ice on the roads. Thus the decision was made to abandon any plans to fundraise today although we still have to fill 3hrs before the end of next Saturday.
Moooom I’m so sorry to hear that FIL is still causing trouble, and that MIL is so worn out she can’t think clearly. Also sorry that it all falls on you and FCD, it must be wearing you both down too. I hope MIL is able to get help, and FIL gets the professional care he clearly needs before something far more serious happens.
hippy you and Sunflower sound like such lovely people, if I lived in your area I would be beating a path to the pizza place to share some time with you both. Family can be tough, and it is so sad when things like this happen. I hope both you and Sunflower can put it behind you and write it off as their utter loss.
shoe did GC call? Do I need to clutch my pearls all day?
Godbod I’m so glad you had a good time with your sister and you have some company for a while. Hopefully her presence will help with the heartbreak too, and you’ll start to smile again. Our students were lucky enough to finish taught classes on 11th December, then they had an assessment support week which largely means they all buggered off home early…and they have coursework deadlines for the beginning of next semester, with two weeks of exams starting on 9th January. We have a bizarre new teaching year structure that causes us admins a lot of headaches, and the January exam scheduling (which is my responsibility) has been enough to drive me to day drinking!
Silenus and flyboy feel better soon!
Taters sorry to hear everyone’s having a tough time in your family. I hope the holiday season brings you all some joy.
swampy I’m also curious about what you do for day drinking. Mint Juleps does sound very appropriate! Just now, my day drinking involves nothing stronger than tea 
sari sorry to hear you have so much drama, but I am glad to hear Barky/Humpy’s saga may be over. I really don’t think you should feel bad about it, you were very much stuck in the middle of an unfortunate situation and it’s hard to be in that position but still keep an open mind to all sides. I learned a long time ago that it’s virtually impossible (and exhausting) trying to be all things to all people.
I’m sure there’s someone I’ve missed…so (((((big hugs))))) all round!
I know I’ve told this, but I don’t know if it was in the MMP: When we lived in the Jacksonville, FL area, one year there was a particularly brutal heat wave. Naturally, the local newsfolk were going about interviewing those who worked outdoors for their perspective. Just as naturally, they talked to some roofers, who explained that their job was the worst of anyone’s because since they were up on the roof, they were closer to the sun… Because 92,999,960 miles away is so much hotter than 93,000,000 miles away. (Wanna ask me why we left FL??)
Tobias is my boy, no doubt. When I went to pick up Roxy for the museum, he came running to me. When he and his mom got to our house for dinner last night, he came right to me. While I was cooking, he kept coming to be picked up. Wonder how long before he finds other interests??
We had a nice visit last night - Roxy helped set the table, I emptied a bit of the freezer (our sides were the last of frozen bags of corn and green beans) and I had enough energy to load and run the dishwasher. They left fairly early so Daughter could stick mostly to their bedtime routine. I watched a little TV. but a bit after 7, I decided I was done. With a little help from Mel, I was asleep before 8 and I didn’t get up till after 5:30! That’s better than 9 hours!!! FCD is still crashed - I have no clue when he came to bed.
We need to make a convenience center run today, and FCD has to go to the apartment again. He set up the TV that used to hang in their bedroom in FL, and FIL managed to mess it up, too. Don’t know if it was deliberate or if he fell, but if it’s dead, I don’t know what they’ll do. We have an extra TV, but it’s small - they need one at least 50" - he’ll deal with it while I do laundry.
Daughter is off school for 2 weeks. Roxy’s school isn’t closed much at all, as it’s also a daycare, so I’ll take Tobias a time or two giving my daughter a chance to get chores done in a child-free zone. I don’t know why I can get stuff done when watching her kids, but I’m not going to butt in. She’s 37 and I won’t nag at her as my mom nags at me. Because I’m nice, dammit!
Thus beginneth my day. And thus beginneth the countdown week to Christmas. Whether my sweetie and I can go to my bro’s on Christmas is still up in the air. I’m not optimistic.
Happy Sunday!
Oh, did he ever. Clutch away.
I laughed so hard, Monkey deigned to lift his sleepy head, just to see what was the matter.
… well, yes. A roofer’s job sux even under decent circumstances.
Because …
… wait, wutdafuq?
You’ve more than earned the rest.
I need to scrounge up First Breakfast and get some more sleep. For some reason I didn’t get much rest.
Am in better mood, though.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 33 (BRRR!) Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 54 and N.O.S. for the day. The big plan of the day is deheathenization (I have Verger duty) followed by gettin’ a drive thru McN.O.L. and returnin’ to da cave to eat and then sloth, nappage, and general overall uselessness the rest of the day.
Nellie et al. we are not very sophisticated day drinkers. We tend toward beer, gin and tonics, gin martinis, (we like gin) and the occasional concoction involvin’ vodka or whisky. Mimosas are considered a fancy drink to be shared with others on special occasions. Wine consumption tends towards the likes of white zinfandel, chablis, or the occasional red wine. Mint juleps are the invention of Satan and a waste of good whisky IMNSHO. Sorry to shatter the illusion of two genteel, refined, couth southern gentlemen. Then again, since y’all know we will giggle like eight year old boys when somebody farts, maybe no illusions have been shattered.
sari maybe Barky/Humpy mom has finally gotten the apparently not so subtle hint. Let us hope so. Also, speakin’ as a grumpy old man, sometimes we smile in public despite ourselves. Then we go find some kids to yell at.
shoe I do believe you enjoyed your visit from GC. Good for you!
MOOOOOOM I am sure both RoxStar and the Tobester think you are the bestest grandma ever.
hippy it’s Sunflower’s family loss. Y’all can’t say you didn’t try to connect. They are all a bunch of big ol’ poopyheads for doin’ that.
GodBod glad you’re havin’ such a great time with your sis.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, purtification for deheathenization must commence.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
sari, it sounds like living in a stable environment is good for Cerby. Hope that the dog park drama is indeed over. The family drama sucketh mightily though.
That sucks about Sunflower’s family hippy. As swampy said though, it’s their loss.
Glad you’re enjoying the time with your sister godbod.
Pearls have been clutched shoe. 
I’m with you on the mint juleps swampy. Good whiskey really doesn’t need more than a little water to enjoy. What’s your gin brand preference?
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted, tomatillos blistered for the salsa verde that will sauce the enchiladas for supper and fixing to do Sunday chores. Such excitement!
There were a couple of booms and a lot of gunfire that had Nelson stirred up an hour ago. I didn’t hear sirens, so I’m chalking it up to being drill weekend for the TN National Guard unit across the street (they have a pretty big area for drill that was once part of Sewart AFB).
Stay safe and healthy y’all!