Oh, Taters. I’m so very very sorry.
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See? Moving to LI has been good for the family!
(((Taters))) I am so sorry.
On the dad side of things: Employment here has been tough for me. And my dad has been making noises along the lines of ‘I don’t want to be a burden’, blah blah blah. The option has always been there for me to go back home and find work there, staying with my dad, with whom I’d really like to spend more time. Finances are extremely tight right now, and MrTao is carrying the burden solo, barely. Probably not even barely. So the consideration is seriously in the air for me to just do exactly that, go home and work there for a while, while MrTao stays with HIS folks and saves money, too. And decides just where he wants to live; he’s always said he hates California, is only here for his kids, but with the boys in Montana now that opens up several options. As he’s spent his entire life here, I suspect he is having serious second thoughts about leaving, but right now it’s all down to money. Separating would be hard, but we were online for a year before I moved down here, so we can do it again, I know. We’ll see what happens.
{{{Taters}}}
It’s been an emotional day. It’s always great seeing the HFUNs but there’s quite a bit of emotion there. And this afternoon I found out that something I’ve been looking forward to will have to be postponed until at least next fall.
Ugh.
And more hugs for Taters
(Sorry, no bolding on my phone.)
{{{Taters}}} all those emotions are perfectly normal. The big thing is your decision to spend as much time as possible with him. This is time you will not regret. Plus, when you need to talk it out or vent, well, that’s what we’re here for.
Dindin tonight was leftover poke tenderloin, peas and carrots. Good easy dindin. Righ now da cave smells like chili as I have a big pot simmerin’ away. It should be done in about an hour so’s I can let it cool down before stickin’ it in the fridge. Tomorrow some of it will be dindin and the rest will get frozen for later usage. Or chilisickles. 
I also took some chikin boobs and laigs out of the freezer so they can thaw out tonight. Tomorrow evenin’ I shall salt and pepper ‘em and Sattidy they shall be fried. I got a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for some fried chikin, rice 'n gravy and bizkits. It’s a southern comfort food thang.
StickyBuns glad you had fun seein’ the HFUNs. Sorry about the looked forward to thing gettin’ postponed. HFUNs is fun to type.
I’m sorry {{{Taters}}}.
Thanks, everyone.
All of a sudden, I am just completely exhausted; like lie down on the floor and sleep forever and a day. However, since I am at work, this just won’t fly.
Unfortunately, I have about another hour and a half to go before I can go home.
Supper was a quick-n-easy ham/onion/mushroom/N.O.T./cheese casserole. Daughter has left, and I’m going to knit the night away. Dunno if **FCD **is going work in the morning - he came home today and slept 3 hours, poor baby.
Hang in there {{{Taters}}}.
{{taters & family}}
Dinner is cooking(chilli chicken and lime clilantro corn)
I’m on my way! Let’s see, and to Swampy’s on Saturday; yum!
Second lunch for me was fried spam. 'cause I wanted some!
I’m so sorry, Taters, many hugs for you and your family and I’m keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
I wanted to share this dream that I had earlier this afternoon, maybe it will make people smile a bit. I was having this dream that was kind of disjointed, you know the kind, all over the place and nothing makes much sense? Suddenly, Robert Redford is there! And then he’s paying attention to me, like flirting with me even. And it’s Robert Redford in the guise of the character Hubbell Gardiner from “The Way we Were” - Oh My God! Just as he is starting to kiss me, we are interrupted by … the voice of one of the local news reporters on the 5 o’clock news! LOL Let me tell you, I sat there for a good five minutes, shaking my head and looking at the news, and thinking, “why … why? Robert Redford … was going to kiss ME!”
Hope everyone is enjoying their Thursday, as much as they can, and at least tomorrow is FIRDAY.
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Herbs, better you than me.
Tao, sorry, my roommie ate it.
**Herbs **I would shoot that news reporter, lol!
My dream this morning was kinda cool. I was kinda being drafted to do this play, because they needed actors who weren’t afraid of heights and could manouver around scenery that was about 80 feet off the ground. We were going to have to enter from stage left, along the tops of pedastals, and climb over a rounded arch that went even higher, to get settled on the other side, again about 80 feet off the ground. I was excited 
Then I woke up to a doggie gnawing my hand.
Herbs, when I was a teenager I had a major thing for Robert Redford. Too bad your dream ended so soon. My dream this morning involved me eating gobs and gobs of chocolate icing (that for some reason didn’t even taste good) and I woke up pissed at myself for eating it all.
A woman I worked with at the library related a tale told by her friend:
Redford’s wife hosted some meeting in Little Rock to promote some animal conservation thing. She shook hands with the friends.
The friend remarked to my friend from work: “I shook hands with Robert Redford’s wife!”
“So what?”
“Just think where it’s been!”
When I crate the dogs, I have began looking back at them when I turn off the light, and saying, “Goodnight, you princesses of North Little Rock, Queens of Lakewood!”
They turn to look at each other and ask, “WTF is he doing now?”
I made kung pao chicken with a packaged sauce from Kum Lee something or other.
Has a panda on the package.
I feel so cheap.
Their orange chicken went over well, but Mrs. Plant v.3.0 became afflicted with heart burn, and asked me to not be offended if she became ill. She liked it.
As usual with a prepared in the box sauce, I added…a lot…of garlic, ginger and fresno peppers.
Great.
Our First Anniversary is the 30th, and my cooking has made My Lovely Bride regurgitate.
My back hurts.
I took the first half of a vicodin in a week.
Oye gevalt.
I am supposed to go TDY to Camp Robinson at the end of next month. I did not even know where this place was, so I had to Google it. I guess it’s near Little Rock, AR.
How the hell sending me from Washington state to Little Rock, vs San Antonio or even San Diego, is saving the DoD TDY money is beyond me. I need to go to this TDY, but if my Dad worsens quickly I’m going to try and get out of it. I don’t want to be stuck there if something goes bad.