I feel like I should attempt to retaliate or something… but I just don’t think I have the talent to even begin to compete in the TMI department. :eek:
I actually got out my physics book one fall to calculate the force with which an acorn would hit a person on the head after falling from a ~30 ft tree. I don’t remember now what it was, but enough that I still hate the sound of acorns falling through the branches as you walk under a tree. You just *know *that the tree is aiming for you. They wait until a person walks by to fling their acorns. Either that or there are mischievous squirrels up there that are hurling acorns at passersby.
Good luck with the ants, LiLi. We got them at home when I was growing up a couple times and they’re really tough to get rid of. Ugh.
Before I finish reading, li-li, please be careful about handling any pesticides without checking on its effect on pregnant women. Might not be a good idea while you are in your first trimester.
Nope. Far as I’m concerned, you are my one and only Korean Authority. So, if the day comes I ever need one, you’re it. I read that last thread with him and you going at it, and by the time I got to maybe post # 2, I was already confused.
Change of plans in my day - Secretary Nancy can’t get away to do school visits, so I’m here for the day.
Yay, I think. Though i was kind of looking forward to getting out and about.
The problem is that they’re just on my kitchen floor near the fridge. Nowhere else yet. I’ve scrubbed things down, but I can’t see where they’re coming from to seal it off.
Right. Good thought, Tupug. My doctor’s appointment is tomorrow and I’ll ask her about things like borax, which is reputed to work.
Hi. Guess who! Yes I am alive. and yes as soon as I finish here, I will update my blog.
I get one hour a day on line but only M-F.
I am rehabbing well, but it is a long process.
Off to blog, I’ll check in tomorrow, same bat time, same bat channel
My tires are finally on their last legs, so I’m going to have to replace them. Luckily enough, there are a bunch of Goodyear tire centers for me to choose from with great reviews from coworkers. They’re more than likely the tires that came with the vehicle 11 years ago, so I’m pretty darned lucky that they didn’t fall apart on my many 3.5+ hour trips in the car over the past year. I’ve got an appointment on Saturday morning, but that doesn’t stop me from freaking out any time I hear a loud noise while driving; somehow my brain automatically goes “Oh no! The tire exploded!” and I have a miniature freak-out.
The family is in a near-chaotic state with (coincidentally) two children moving in the same month. The brother has more than likely sold the house, and the closing date is set for the end of this month. I’m moving in half that time, and I told my mom that, since she’s helping both kids, to take care of my brother’s stuff first and worry about bringing me extra crap (like books that won’t fit in the car) when the chaos of moving a houseful of belongings across four states is over.
LiLi, be careful about pesticides now that you’re preggers. My mom’s house has the same issue with ants, and what helps keep them away is spraying down all the counters with Windex, then placing lemon slices around the food prep areas. Somehow it works pretty darned well until the kitchen is made a mess again.
You look at the tire and see a bit of wire sticking out. You try to pull it out and soon realize it’s part of the tire trying to get out, rather than road debris trying to get in. :eek:
Then you do the mental math and realize that new tires costs more than what’s in your bank account, and costs more than the car is worth.
What boggles my mind are the absolute beater cars buzzing around with a thousand dollars worth of fancy low-profile tires on huge chrome wheels. The body may be more dents than not, multiple colors of primer, and the interior looks like three families of raccoons have been living in it, and the engine lurches and bucks, but they got bitchin’ wheels!
We are researching putting up glass shelves in the dining room instead of using a china cabinet. The “good” china is currently living who-knows-where in the attic and I am not even going to consider going up there until fall. It’s hot up there!
Ya’ll sleeping MMPers need to get up off of some of that sleep and send it my way. I need it.
Snakes are glass shelves and sneaky cats a good combo? Food for thought.
I accepted an invitation for dinner tomorrow night and then had to unaccept cause I already have sump’n planned for tomorrow night. :smack: Stoopid achy sinuses make me not think right. Though, I probably shouldn’t do what I have planned bein’ as my sinuses have decided to act up yet again. See, I had promised I’d go to the church tomorrow evening and help plant the rest of the trees and shrubs since the holes are now dug. It shouldn’t take more than an hour to an hour and a half to finish up. Still, I should have sense enough to remember that I had plans before making other plans. :smack:
I don’t think I’m that bad. The left front tire goes all crazy when I go above 30mph so that I feel like I’ve got a misshaped donut on the car instead of a real tire, so it makes me all sorts of nervous. Somehow, though, I’ve managed to drive about 20,000 miles on the car this past year with all of its craziness without having any major problems until now; at least this one is pretty easily fixable and I already have a paycheck that’ll cover the costs of replacement for all four tires. (If one needs replacement, I’m gonna do all of them. Who knows where they’ve been for the past 10 years?)
BioRosie’s back! Who’s next in line? :eek: We went the dog park, met up with some furry friends. Molly the Jack Russel was sporting a collar with pink skulls on it. Petey the Jack Russel was humping Hank(N.O.H.). We also went to Petsmart and looked around. Maggie found a stray piece of kibble. We have had our nap, and it’s lunch time(chicken and havarti on pumpernickel).
LiLi, you might try some wood glue if you find the ant entrance.
Tashii, been there, done that. It’s nice when you can affornd new tires.
Ok, tomorrow’s dinner invite is now on Monday. On top of that, ol’ y’all know who called me just now. Seems he’s just starvin’ for some Mexican food. So, I’m being dined today too! WOOHOO! Wine me, dine me world! The burgers I was plannin’ to grill will keep til tomorrow for an early supper since a tree plantin’ I go late tomorrow afternoon.
So, doggio was Hank enjoyin’ the humpin’? Should we have our eyebrows raised over the fact that Petey was humpin’ Hank? :dubious:
Swampy, the cats live in the cat suite and never have access to the rest of the house unattended. Before the cat suite I would never have considered glass shelves; it was hard enough keeping them off the fireplace mantel!
I don’t know about for ants, but borax is amazing for fleas. I just sprinkle it on the carpets and furniture, brush it in a bit, let it sit for an hour (or even overnight), and vacuum it up. No fleas in the house, ever! And I can tell if we get any – both **Lapin Blanc **and Papa Tigs are allergic to flea bites, so they get little welts around their ankles.
Also, LiLi, I was a no-morning-sickness preggo, too. It’s definitely preferable to the alternative!
Swampy, a lot of dog humping is a dominance thing, not a sex thing. Our idiot lab Isaac, who’s the lowest on the totem pole of every pack he’s ever been in, tries humping other dogs to assert dominance. It’s never worked yet, but it doesn’t stop him trying. Stoopid dog.
Back to work for me. Sigh. It’s rush job after rush job. The $$ is nice, but hey, it starts interfering with my ability to goof off properly!
