Like I said, I don’t know the whole story and I don’t want to know why Mandy decided that she needed to give her dog what amounts to an enema. She scares me sometimes.
Jahdra I know there are a lot of conventions scheduled for NO, but you wouldn’t be talking about the Work Boat show, would you?
I know I should eat breakfast. I just really don’t like eating first thing in the morning. When I was a jobless louse, I got up at about noon and didn’t eat till maybe one or two. Can’t do that now–too hungry because I actually do something once I get up! Hmm, maybe I could bring something to work and eat it there at eight-thirty or nine, instead of forcing myself to eat at seven.
A word, Jahd. The pressure washer thing is a wisecrack on my part, and not necessarily what MtM really did to her pooch.
You people do seem to enjoy the idea of me nekkid! 
Pool time was nice. Now I need to figure out sump’n for supper. For some reason a ham and cheese omelette sounds good. With grits and biscuits. MMMMM… sounds great!
Exactly. I am trying to eat, but food just doesn’t appeal until at least an hour after I’ve woken up, and if I do eat, I feel starvingly hungry by lunch. My mother used to have to bribe and threaten me to eat breakfast when I was a kid.
Good: handsome client came in. Bad: he’s married, and only stayed a minute to pick something up anyhow. Oh, well, no harm in looking.
Well, since no one else has ever said anything interesting about me, it’s gotta stay. 
Hey, what does ETA mean? I’ve been seeing that in a lot of edited posts today.
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What scares me is that she’s not completely mortified that she did something so horrible as evidenced by the fact that she’s telling coworkers!
That bedamned vacuum cleaner is clogged again. I have to empty the friggin dust cup every two feet anyway, and now the damn thing is spitting out dust. I want a new vacuum. I also want glass shelves for my dining room. And while I’m at it, I still want a horse.
Woo Hoo! Second page already, Monday is winding down. Fantastic OP, MamaTigs; all the pics were greatly appreciated, especially with the commentary (ShrimpBoatBoot Dude’s boots -were- nasty!). I’ve never been to NOLA so it’s nice to visit there vicariously. Thanks! And it’s hard to believe how much still needs to be done to rebuild; let’s hope that folks will remember and keep on helping out.
Kai, you’re in my thoughts and prayers; hope things will work out for you. I hope FCM will check in soon too with an update on the Scruffster. Good to see you back again, Sean; as to the gene pool in the Tidewater area (where my Dad’s family is from/lives), I can only say that there’s been a lot of intermarrying for many generations … and yeah, that includes members of my own family. 
I know I’m missing things I want to add and people I want to remember. 
I’ll be back later tonight, after I’ve had a chance to rest up a bit. Twas a long day today because I didn’t sleep very well again last night.
I’m right in the middle of a Perfect Storm.
Y’all probably already know about our wrecked freeways and what that’s going to do to travel times for the next few months.
I’ve mentioned the mortgage people and their most recent cock-up. Once again, I had to escalate with an email to a supervisor to get something that’s both believable and archived in a legally discoverable system of record. I swear they must be going down to the local Walmart and recruiting people that can stand upright without having to lean on a shopping cart for support. Intelligence certainly isn’t a key critereon.
It’s looking like Mom might be symmetrical soon. Don’t know what kind of cancer it is, but it is cancer, rather than something innocuous like a cyst. Hasn’t been disclosed to us whether it’s benign or malignant - she sees her oncologist tomorrow for the details. Surgery and chemo are in the future, but I have no idea yet if she’ll have a lumpectomy, or say “screw it!” and just take the whole thing off like she did about 18 years ago.
It’s 3:00, and I’m watching the online traffic conditions, and seeing green changing to yellow, yellow changing to red and a few patches of black. There’s already a mile and a half line of mixed black and red leading to the destroyed section, and one of the main detour routes is solid red. How bad will it be at 5:00? How long will it take to get home? If DH’s job didn’t require him to be physically there, and wasn’t horridly inconvenient to reach with transit, I’d be asking to telecommute.
I saw some pictures of that, gotti, but hadn’t connected it to you - I’m sorry ya’ll are going to have to deal with that. I’m sorry that the driver is hurt and hope he heals, but…what a marroon! Wonder how long he had been driving.
Mr. SCL is bringing home Chinese food for dinner, so that is taken care of. Litter boxes are cleaned - all that is left to do is take the trash to the curb for tomorrow’s pickup.
Did I tell ya’ll that some of the hockey players are staying in town this summer? They’re going to be doing lawn work and some light household repairs. They’re calling the company “Snakes in the Grass”. I love it! If I have already told you just ignore me, I can hear a leaf blower and it reminded me.
Hey all.
gotti, I hope your mom is okay.
On the subject of breakfast, I wake up hungry. If I’m up too late I go to bed hungry too, and I don’t skip dinner. If I were to skip breakfast, my torso might implode before lunch.
Let’s see. I seem to have an apartment lined up for next year. It’s a shared house with several other grad students, so having some more living space will be nice, and it’s not too expensive. And I’ve started to get reminders about finding a research advisor. Ugh. I’ll go talk to some professors tomorrow.
Now for some more homework.
The driver had been with the company for ten months. I don’t know if that means he’s had his haz-mat endorsements and the ability to drive a tandem gasoline tanker for only ten months, or that he’s been driving for some time, but was fairly fresh with that company.
<rummages through the news…>
What I’ve seen so far is that he’s been driving tomato trucks for some time, but only recently started driving tankers. Safe record or not, all indications point to speeding on the narrow and tight turn. It will be all but impossible to prove that as any skid marks or scrapes on the guard rail that may have existed have been melted.
He’s in miraculously good condition - some second-degree burns, but will probably be out of the hospital in two or three days.
Before I read this whole thread, since I don’t know if I’ll have the strength to finish it today, I just wanted to check in with a Scruffy update. She went to the vet today and he told me she’s got some kind of syndrome (he named it and I forgot) where there’s a disconnect of sorts between the brain and the middle ear. He said it happens on occasion (he sees 8-10 cases a year) to older dogs and cats. The vomiting was because she was always dizzy. Her bloodwork is perfect. Anyway, he said she’ll gradually get better over the next few weeks. When we got home, she went right for the water bowl, and I gave her some wet food, which she snarfed right down. So she should be fine.
Also, my class was boring, but I reconnected with an old friend, which was cool. And traffic wasn’t nearly as sucky as I’d feared. It’s still gonna be a long week.
And on that note, I’m going to tend to a few things, and I’ll get back here eventually to read everything. I’m not ignoring all of you - I promise!!!
I don’t usually play in the MMP, but the OP made me homesick.
Here down under in Sydney (I’m still a Southern girl, but more southern now than ever!) I waited to see if my Daddy in Hammond, my cousin in Bay St Louis, and my Grandaddy in Jackson would be ok. Was pretty sure Grandaddy would be but he’s old and I knew the power would go out and I wouldn’t be able to make my weekly call, and he would be fussin’. Toll of Katrina: Daddy’s house fine (trees down, water everywhere, business now gone under because there’s no one left who wants to buy insurance NOW, when they could rebuild houses with that money instead), cousin left for higher ground, no home to come back to, Grandaddy without power for days and fussin’ and grumblin’ and being a general old woman when I finally got to call.
NinetyWt I agree with you, it feels like nobody noticed MS got hit the worst ever since Camille. Which I slept through, being only 3 or 4 months old.
I’m BUSY. I got this faboo job but I can’t seem to stop working, and because they pay me a lot more I feel guilty if I don’t do EVERYTHING. And I have a sinus headache.
And its a Tuesday morning post for me!
Cheers,
G
Idiopathic vestibular syndrome?
It’s terribly troubling to the critter, and pretty frightening to their owners, but there’s not much to do for it other than wait it out - ususally clears up within two to four weeks. One of our dogs (long since departed) had a bout with that. Most expensive visit to the vet we’d ever had, (Of course, it had to happen at night, so we’re paying emergency vet clinic rates) and the doc sums it up as “Your dog’s dizzy.”
gotti sorry about your mom. I’ll keep her in my thoughts and prayers. Sorry about the traffic mess too. Looks like y’all will have several months of that too. Ick!
Yay about Scruffy! I’m glad she’ll be all better, poor thing. I kinda thought she might be last night when you said she’d taken up her calling as defender of the world against evil vacuum cleaners.
Snakes In The Grass… HEE!
The ham and cheese omelettes hit the spot! Tomorrow will be chicken ‘n dumplin’s. I have a whole chicken and some chicken breasts simmerin’ away right now. They should be done soon and then I’ll let 'em cool down and debone 'em. Have I told y’all about my world famous flour tortilla dumplin’s before? What you do is go buy a package of flour tortillas, cut 'em into strips and drop ‘em in to the chicken and broth just as it’s comin’ to a slow boil. Dumplin’s in like two minutes! It’s magic!
I am a TIRED Tiger. I went along with Lapin Blanc while she had her second interview at the bookstore at the mall, and managed to get myself a new pair of sneakers as well as a great new pair of Crocs thongs to wear at the beach. And then we took the Idiots for a drive to Target – where my entrance fee was only $23, for an amazing change – and Wally World – where the “Speedy Checkout” line was anything BUT – and then we met Papa Tigs outside the entrance to the park where the beach is and took the Idiots for their second swim in two days. (Hey, Rusty needed to work off some of that extra 1.5 pounds of meat he snarfed off the kitchen counter last night when Papa Tigs brilliantly left the chopped-up lunchmeat out and accessible while we ate dinner!) So I beach-tested the new Crocs, and they passed with flying colors. Very comfortable, enough support that my damaged foot doesn’t complain, but with the pebbled footbed I don’t notice the sand that gets under my feet nearly as much.
Now I’m home and ready to veg out for the evening. Fortunately, there’s that high intelligent show on this evening, Dancing With the Stars, which is about my mental speed. So I think an evening of knitting/TV watching is definitely in order.
When I was in Target, as I was passing the pharmacy wearing shorts, a woman sitting there looked at my knee and said, “I recognize that incision!” Turns out she got a new knee a month after I did. So she was pleased to see me walking around caneless and seemingly without difficulty. Little did I realize what a conversation starter my knee replacement would be!
I’m glad to hear Scruffy is going to be okay, FCM – I know FCD adores the little stinker. So apparently she’s benefitting from your good karma, as well.
And I’m really sorry to hear your mom is going to have to go through not-fun stuff again, gotti. Prayers and good thoughts headed her way for a speedy and complete recovery!
You guys in the Bay area have my sympathies. I remember trying to get around Lalaland after Northridge, when the freeway between us and the rest of the city fell down, and the massive inconvenience that caused. We at least had a variety of alternate surface routes, however, which made it far less aggravating once people spread out over the available routes; traffic was actually easier after a few weeks. But I fear you guys will be in for a difficult few months.