… oh. They’ve both curled up on my bed. Then what the hell am I letting all these bugs in for?
My parents arrive in a couple of days - on what should be my Other Shoe’s birthday, in fact. What fun - and they’ll have zero sympathy about that fact, should I be so stupid as to bring it up, which I won’t. (Actual quote from my mother: “You shouldn’t be sad about him any more.”)
I should be cleaning and stuff. Doing dishes. Hiding clutter. Instead, I’m derping on Facebook and adding a row to my cross stitch.
You are so right, in a nutshell. And affording prescriptions only gets more complicated after Medicare steps in, for the reasons already mentioned by @nelliebly. Good RX is just one more tool in the toolbox. I use it now, even though I’m on Medicare, to bring one medicine into my reach that Medicare doesn’t consider a drug but a ‘medical food’. Yet it requires a prescription. So I use Good RX and buy it as a generic without involving my Medicare drug plan. I pay $37 for the generic instead of $506 for the brand name. By the time I’m done it feels like my debit card and I have danced a convoluted choreography.
Afternoon all. Have filled up gas tank and had the car oiled/lubed and the tires rotated, all while the dishwasher did it’s thing, so I have been a responsible citizen today. Now waiting for the Southwest Chief to arrive at LaPlata, Mo (it’s a Railfan camera thing) 2.5 hours late.
And The Chief has made it’s stops and is on the way to Chi-town. And I’m on the way to empty the dishwasher. All y’all take care.
Got legal with the state troopers - yay!!! But on the way to daughter’s house, I had a low tire pressure light. Stopped for air and heard hissing. Dammit. So I drove it to Mr. Tire and SIL loaned me his car. While we were at the museum, they called that it’s ready. $36 to plug it. I remember when it cost less than $10!! Now get off my lawn.
Roxy and I are hanging in the basement, waiting for her parents. Daughter will take me to fetch my car while SIL goes to work.
Daughter just texted. It really is a boy, or as she said “We saw his junk!” Classy, huh?
I did a little housework today, but so far, that’s about it. I’m feeling fatigued, so have put off going to the gym and running errands, even though I know I’m not going to feel less tired just because I’m sitting around. I’m giving my brother a photo of an ancestor that shares his name and am writing a bio of the guy in the portrait, but the info in an article in which the guy’s son (successful inventor) was interviewed contradicts some of the records on Ancestry and what my dad said, so I’m trying to figure out if the other Ancestry members are wrong or the article is. Why is genealogy such a rabbit warren?
shoe, when I read how exhausted you were yesterday, I wondered, “Did that gal not eat?” So glad you took nourishment this morning. What a foolish attitude your mother has about grieving your Other Shoe. Can you raise one eyebrow sardonically? That’s my go-to when I know it’s senseless to argue.
Boo, I reread my reply to you yesterday and thought I sounded like an insufferable know-it-all. So sorry! Thanks for replaying so graciously. How stupid your Part D provider won’t pay for an Rx! Do any other providers cover it? But then they probably don’t cover some other Rx you need. Argh!
FCM, I had to laugh about the “junk” line. Sorry about the tire but sounds like you handled it with your usual aplomb.
Got my car back - they just had to patch it - WHEW! I didn’t want to have to buy new tires (always replace them in pairs, right?) They also balanced it, which is why it cost $36 and change.
FCD wanted wings, so I got carryout from Domino’s - he had his wings and I got a free pizza from points. We have ingested and now chillage shall ensue. It’s raining - not hard, but it’s been coming down for a couple of hours. It’s supposed to get worse as the evening and the storm progress. I’ve battened down my hatches - no concerns here.
you know when mom decided to settle here years and years ago did she ever notice it’s anywhere between 100-115 in the summer( or earlier and sometimes later ) and reason out why that’s why it’s so cheap compared to everywhere else in so cal to live here?
No, of course, she didn’t … as much as a love and miss her, her assets were more physical than mental …
metal mouse, to add to what has already been said about GoodRx, right now, I’m using it for one of my meds for the rest of the year. My insurance quit covering the bloodthinner that I was on and it would have run ~$1200 a month . When switched to another, it would have still cost $130 a month, so the pharmacist signed me up for GoodRx and I’m paying $10 a month for the rest of the year. Meanwhile, when I go to the doctor Monday, I’m going to see if there is something similar that my insurance will cover with the normal co-pay. Unfortunately, the cheaper alternatives require waaaaaaaay too much lab work and limit my diet.
Irked, got a couple of packages in the mail, got the car washed and am fixing to pack my bag for the weekend. No irk until Tuesday!
Finally got Gordie to go do his business. After 15 hours. I’m grateful “Princess Pretty Paws” has a 60 gallon bladder. Elsa didn’t wreck havoc, at least in the neighborhood.
Had an eye appointment this afternoon. It had been way too long since I’d had them checked. My prescription has only changed slightly and new glasses are ordered.
Now I’m at the nearby wine bar for the first time since early 2020, waiting for Mrs. Wheelz to join me (she just got on a bus, so it’ll be about 12 minutes), and after a Chardonnay or two we’ll walk down the street to our favorite Mexican place, where we also haven’t been since pre-pandemic.
Howdy Y’all! Been a semi-bzzzy day for me. Mowage this mornin’ over to the church house was accomplished along with a conversation with EYP about the need for parents/kids to clean up after themselves at the playground. I picked up a bunch of trash that I know was left from Sunday cause the cookie and brownie wrappers, cups, and such I picked up were from the exact refreshments served after church Sunday. We’ve started doin’ a little gather in the Memorial Garden after church for lemonade and goodies so’s folks can socialize a bit if’n they want. I’m glad the kids are havin’ fun on the playground (it’s a nice one!) but, Jeez! clean up after yourselves. Thus a “gentle reminder” to do so will be done by EYP. I also mowed the doggie park area. I am pleased to report that folks are evidently pickin’ up after their doggies as from what I could tell the place was pretty much poop free. I came hone, showered, eased back in the recliner to rest and do a bit of Netflixin’, then sup got cooked and et, We’ve had a bunch of rain this afternoon into early evenin’ includin’ one rather large and in charge tstorm with some cloud to ground lightnin’ YIKES!
I have a sad. A lady from my church died this mornin’ Not unexpected as she had been on hospice care for several months, but still sad. She had her ninetieth bday back in February and we had a drive by celebration at her home. Needless to say she was much loved and will be missed.
Sorry 'bout your church friend, swampy. I know you bear witness to a lot of these passings through your church.
It’s astonishingly cool here in western Mitten State - lows in the upper 50s tonight. (!) Coolio is on hiatus, although I flipped it on a few times last night when I was sitting in my chair nearby - might as well enjoy a small, humidity-free circle while I’m sleepless.
The New BBQ Job did not quite kick my ass so badly today. Shorter shift, I ate before leaving, blah blah. I’ll be honest, I was having doubts yesterday that I’d be physically capable of keeping this job, but today was fine.
It’s funny, some of the other girls are so squeamish about raw meat, but so far, that’s been my favorite part of the job, even though it involves lifting heavy slabs. I mean, I can scoop beans into a cup all day long, but the MEAT man! That’s where it’s at!
The manager actually seems to have me in mind to train for what they call “Block” position, which is essentially hacking up meat all day for each order, and I guess maybe running the smoker and stuff? Anyways, I’d rather do that than man the fryer and side station, or og forbid wear the drive-thru headset all day, so that’s good for my semi-long-term prospects.
… and on that note, someone is setting off fireworks nearby.
Seriously, still? What, y’all found a couple of unwrapped ones behind the recliner or something?
I’ma gonna give you the benefit of the doubt here doggio and assume that gland is a typo, not cause FCM was just talking about the baby boy’s junk. Carry on.
I’m sorry about your mom’s attitude shoe. Losing your life partner is something that you don’t just get over. You can move on, but the grief is still with you.
I’m sorry about your church friend swampy. From the other part of your post, you do know that most dog parents are better about picking up after their kids than human parents are, don’t you? We know that makes our doggies welcome at more places.
I’m packed as much as I can be until morning. I’ll likely sleep in until 6:30 or 7, shower, load the car, harness Nelson and take him for a quick romp at the dog park with Max (his sitter is usually there around 8), then hit the road.
Got myself out the door and to the mall to return some stuff and then to the gym, where I pushed my sorry self to the “nothing is worth this” point. I then sat on my balcony and held my breath and lo! a hummingbird appeared, which made me ridiculously happy.
swampy, so sorry about your church friend. She was blessed to know you. Also sorry people are slobs. When I was in college, I’d come home from my summer job and complain, “People are pigs!” upon which Mom would raise an eyebrow and point meaningfully at my messy room. Still, my point stands. I guess people just don’t think.
For those concerned about my eatin’ habits, tonight was (homemade) chicken soup, with (storebought) croutons, plus a good sized chunk o’ seared tuna with sesame seeds, and a slice or two of prosciutto for snacking.
I might scrounge up a bit of cheese before succumbing to what I hope is a good night sleep, with all that nice protein in my tummy.
(You can imagine the look I give people who suggest I go vegan.)
ETA: yay for hummingbirds, Nellie!! I saw a single firefly tonight, and it made me quite enchanted, too.
Glad you’re eatin good, shoe. And I don’t know your mom, so I’m giving her the benefit of the doubt that she just doesn’t get how insensitive her attitude is and she’s not intentionally being rude. Kudos to you for not going off on her.
. When switched to another, it would have still cost $130 a month, so the pharmacist signed me up for GoodRx and I’m paying $10 a month for the rest of the year. Meanwhile, when I go to the doctor Monday, I’m going to see if there is something similar that my insurance will cover with the normal co-pay. Unfortunately, the cheaper alternatives require waaaaaaaay too much lab work and limit my diet.