Southern tip of Franklin County – literally “one mile from the Triangle” (i.e., the Wake County line is one mile west (and two miles south)).
Are screen doors “storm doors” WhyNot, or are the entry doors the “storm doors”? I was never too sure of that one.
And as per the “This Old House Hour” you should be sure your screen door is attached to your house with the chain-and-spring dealy. If your door gets caught in a wind gust, it’ll keep the jamb from getting torn up. And if your door jamb gets torn up because of a storm, Tahmmy (it was Tom Silva, wasn’t it?) won’t be coming out to fix it because they’ve already done that segment.
It was Tom that fixed the door. I went and checked.
If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been, I’ve been mostly dead all day yesterday. Luckily the Little Woman had the day off anyway and I didn’t have to move all that much all day so I’m feeling much better now. If you haven’t been wondering, just go on with your lives and don’t worry about me AT ALL.
[QUOTE=If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been, I’ve been mostly dead all day yesterday. Luckily the Little Woman had the day off anyway and I didn’t have to move all that much all day so I’m feeling much better now. If you haven’t been wondering, just go on with your lives and don’t worry about me AT ALL.[/QUOTE]
Aw, poor Rue , wee you ill? Of course we worry about you. I mean, who’d write our fabulous MMP? We just couldn’t do without you pal.
I kid, of course. I hope you’re feeling better today. I hate being ill or injured so badly I can’t move. Now, are you the “leave me the hell alone” or “honey, I can’t move my head, turn the TV” type when you’re ill? I’m the former. The only time I want to see somebody is if they’re bringing my some Sprite or soup or crackers. That’s it.
Well, back to the daily grind…
I’m here! I’m here! Sorry for bein’ late but I have an excuse. My old Da (he’s nearly 90) had hip surgury on Friday and me and BarbeeDoll[sup]TM[/sup] had to go out yesterday and spring him from the hospital. Somehow or other he had managed to get a hairline fracture in the neck of his ball joint and the doc put in three long screws to keep the ball from poppin’ off altogether. The surgery was a success and he’s home and doing fine. I was gonna talk about the surreal experience of going out to Lake County where the parental units peacefully coexist with the heartland of American Rednecks. I was also gonna talk about dining with the fogeys at the assisted living center. But I’m too le tired. I also don’t have screen doors or storm doors on my house which may be why the skeeters keep gettin’ in. I’m just sayin…
Tupug The Late
Have some tea, Rue. And some S’Mores Bars. Yum.
Bailey is trying to push me off the computer chair. He doesn’t think I’ve done enough today. Horrible cat- I’ve done four loads of laundry at the laundromat, cooked a ham, and I’m about to do the dishes and clean out the fridge! You’ve just been sleeping!
It’s raining here, too. It was summer until our Thanksgiving weekend (Oct. 8-11) and then it abruptly became the greyist, most drizzly Fall I’ve seen in years. All the better to drink tea and eat fattening things, I guess.
It didn’t rain on Hallowe’een, though. First time in at least four years. It’s traditional to get rain on Hallowe’een.
I got a poppy yesterday while I was grocery shopping. I was starting to feel guilty about going un-poppied. You heathen Americans do know you’re supposed to wear poppies for Remembrance Day, right? Which is this Saturday? Right?
All righty, then. I’m just back from doing my civic duty, having left work 2 hours early, just because. In a little bit, I’ll be changing into grubby clothes and sanding some baseboards, then painting them. BUt for now, I’m taking a MMP break.
Rue, I hope you’re feeling better. Did Soupo bring home some dreaded elementary school disease? Rotten kids - they do that kind of thing all the time.
I was just interrupted by a heating oil delivery. We have a 300 gallon tank. He dumped in almost 200 gallons. At $1.399/gallon until June, since we have automatic delivery. Pardon me while I choke-gasp-wheeze about this… Unless 300 gallons will hold us all winter, then it won’t be too terrible. So, fair warning - if you come to visit me before spring, it’ll probably be around 62 degrees in the house unless we stoke up the wood stove. Bring an extra sweater.
Another milestone today (besides the election). I started this job a year ago today, so my standard one year civil service probationary period is over. The boss hasn’t been by to tell me that I’m a jerk, so that means I should recieve ‘Career’ status sometime soon.
For those who don’t know, this is the equivalent of a professor receiving tenure. 
I have to do my civic duty after work today. Since our polls don’t close until 8:00 p.m, I am not entitled to take the three hour administrative time to go vote. I would have preferred to vote this morning; but since I took yesterday off to wait for the new 'puter, I felt asking for more time would have been a little nervy.
Oh well, I’ll get my little "I Voted’ sticker this evening. I can see that I’m going to be eating a late dinner tonight because the polling stations are very crowded here. And…of course…it’s raining. It just wouldn’t be a presidential election day without rain. :rolleyes:
Well, I am still le tired but I am hoping I get a second wind because, weirdly, I’m actually excited about watching the election returns! Is this some kind of sign of FOGEYDOM??? :eek:
Puggy, I hate to tell you, but you should have probably started to worry about FOGEYDOM the minute you moved into a city called “Blueharia”.
Yay Puggy and Misstee made it! Puggy hope your Da is recovering nicely.
Rue feel better. Now. How was that?
ACBG is going to vote when he gets off work. He called to ask if I wanted to go get something to eat later and I told him to come over for some chicken pie. He was surprised cause I didn’t say anything about it before but was gonna call him to tell him to come eat chicken pie. We like chicken pie. So I gotta bake it when I get home and make a salad and some rolls. We think we’ll watch the election returns for a while but maybe not. 
OK, all you Amurkin MMPers, if you haven’t voted yet, get out there!
When come back, get pie???
Thanks, swampers, I think Da will be drivin’ by Thanksgiving. (If we can hide the car keys from him till then!)
You guys do know about poppies, right?
I have finished the dishes and shredded the ham, and I’m trying to decide if I should go to two classes instead of just one today. I was going to go to Beginner One and Two level technique, but I could go to the regular Beginner One class before it. I would like to spend the extra time dancing, but I’m afraid it will make me smug, because I’m much higher than Beginner One, really, it’s just that after a year and a half off my fine muscle control and stamina suck.
So I’m having dilemmas. I’m sure you all care.
Just to refresh everyone’s memory, it’s still bellydance. And, because I feel pompous and boring, here’s a class breakdown. At my dance school you start at Intro, then progress to Beginner One for basic movements. Beginner Two perfects the basic movements, and Intermediate One and Two teach layering (doing four things at once, like hip circles while shimmying and undulating), and Advanced is for pros, and it’s mostly choreography and polishing. I was in Intermediate Two before I quit.
Right. Thanks for tuning out. I think I’ll eat some more chocolate.
Yes, *Lissla, we know about poppies. It’s just that we do Remembrance Day as Veteran’s Day and it’s on Nov. 11 (which, according to my calendar is also when Canadians observe it, so I don’t know where you got Saturday, unless, in addition to being Canadian, you’re also living either sevral years in the future or a couple of years in the past). I’m please to say the Veteran’s Day is about the only holiday that Americans haven’t turned into an automatic three-day weekend, and I’ll scream bloody murder if they (we?) ever do!
To me, there are two holidays that should be observed by every American with a bit of pomp and circumstance–and not just a trip to the mall for a sale. they are Veteran’s Day and Memorial Day–a holiday whose meaning has almost disappeared, instead becoming the traditional start of summer. I don’t mind if folks have picnics and BBQ’s, gathering with family and friends is always a good way to observe a holiday. But take some time–just a couple of minutes even–to think about why that day was made a holiday. I urge those of you that have children to find some ritual or ceremony to do, before the fun starts, to teach the kids about the meaning of these two days. I’m pretty much as much of a peace-nik as you can get, but I respect and thank those that serve in our military, and I’m inspired by those men and women that lost their lives in our defense to be a patriot and never give up hope in my country.
Okay, off the soapbox now. Everyone go back about your business. Nothing to see here. Move along. Move along now. Everybody just go on your way. Party’s over, nothing more to see. Let’s just move along, alright?
I took my youngest to our polling place, an old one room school house, and while I was voting, she had all 4 of the poll place worker type people there rolling on the floor with her comments on everything that was going on today.
( she voted today at school, too - they got to vote on what kind of snack to have today )
We have decided that we’ve called enough Oregon voters, so yesterday we picked on Missouri and tonight I’ll be calling Nevada–just to remind them that they should vote, and maybe, hopefully, vote the way we suggest. Turn-out so far indicates that this will be the biggest turn-out in years and years. I’m more and more inclined to support an Austrailia-like penalty on people who don’t vote. Especially if it’s only because of the weather.
After the polls close, I’m going to a bar to watch the results for a while. All good things happen over alcohol.
I voted! Got the sticker right here. Plus the ballot stubs. You can’t just throw those away, right? They have to be folded into triangles and then burned by boy scouts or something. So I just hold onto them.
I voted at the First Xtian Church down the street and only waited for a couple of minutes, but it was okay because the list checking ladies are always nice. Did you know that you only get three sets of ballots if you screw up? Some poor guy was having a tough time making the machine behave and was on his last set when I left. Also, the room they use smells of bug juice and dust.
Lissla, your description of what you do in belly dance class reads like porn from mars. Whoo!
This wasn’t on the second page (yet), but nobody’s posted since last night. Wassa matter? You liberal weiners amongst the MMPers too depressed to post because Kerry’s going to drag the election out a couple more weeks as an exercise in futility? :dubious: 
Nope, I’ll keep right on posting in your face, bob!!!
I didn’t stay up last night cause I figured there would be a fight somewhere. I’m just glad it was Ohio and not Florida this time. Sorry Ohio dopers, but you can have all the recycled voting machine jokes and cartoons. We crackers are glad to share.
Right. Somehow I got Guy Fawkes Day and Remembrance Day mixed up, and typed the wrong date.
I had a nice peaceful dance-filled night, and then came home and ate soup. How 'bout you Americans?
We did Saiidi (lower Egypt?) folk-dance steps in the second class. It was fun.