One heckuva lightning storm to the south of us last night. Unfortunately, it really turned ugly as it crossed the border to where my kids all live. They took damage to their vehicles from baseball-sized (in some cases) hail. My daughter thinks they’ll total her vehicle because of its age. My eldest son’s Avenger took hood and roof damage. Luckily, his wife’s car stays in the garage. Haven’t hear from the youngest, but his car is parked outside also.
Thanks for all of the birthday wishes! 
It was a pretty normal day, except that my BFFs (husband + wife) came over in the afternoon and I played hooky for a couple of hours while we hung out. They’ll be making me dinner on Saturday and we’ll celebrate at their place then (with their son/my “nephew”), but it was nice to get in-person greetings – and presents! – on the actual day. I toyed with the idea of going out to jazz jam session in DC tonight, but I’m really not much for going out on weeknights. I’d rather watch TV with Bailey. Plus there’s an all-day in-person work thing tomorrow where I’ll be meeting a lot of co-workers for the first time, and there’s no need to look any more tired than I usually do. 
Instead I’ll just run out to the grocery store for bananas and apple slices – to take to the work thing – and endulge in some secretly smug confidence that no one would guess I’m 51.
Thank you…that’s worth quite a bit! 
I’ve had the “temporary” thing in mind, too, but I figure at this point I’m mostly just hoping to delay the worsening of her symptoms. The longer she can go without any pain meds, the better for both of us.
Oh, that’s nice to hear! 
The rehab vet said it could take 2-3 sessions to notice a difference, so we’ll see how things go.
Yikes!! 
I need to go out for my walk, but it’s only 7 bells and the cats don’t get fed until 16 o’clock. Wifey, RN isn’t home yet. So either I wait for her to get home so she can feed the cats, or I go out on my walk and the cats won’t get fed until after one bell, or I wait until 16 o’clock to feed the cats and then go for my walk.
My in-laws house may be sold already, and they haven’t signed anything with the realtor yet! He’s got a cash buyer who missed out on another house in that neighborhood and he hopes to show it on Friday. FCD has told them he wants closing on Nov 1. So fingers crossed and we shall see.
OK, time to turn off this machine and assume the chill position.
It’s beginning to cool down now. We’ve had three record heat days (it hit triple digits at BNA today), but it’s supposed to drop to the fifties tonight with highs in the seventies tomorrow…IOW, usual late September weather. Ma Nature needs to quit hittin’ the sauce. 
Sorry for storm damage!
My lovely wife got her COVID vax today, and I made lentils with ham in the Instant Pot, my first solo dish (beef stew earlier this week was first tandem foray). Made reservations to try again to get away for a few days even though it will be colder. Faculty online stuff today and social event/campus walkabout to examine my classrooms tomorrow.
Jetcat is squirting from both ends, poor guy.
Somehow, hail didn’t fall near the youngest’s house, which is only a few blocks from his brother’s house.
Evening here after an arduous day. Got all the clothing moved and loaded the closets. This afternoon the furniture store delivered the new bedroom & dining room. Looks great. So after they left we stuffed the dressers. Tomorrow is the last day at the old place and all we still have there for clothes is tomorrow’s undies. While that stuff was delivered I worked assembling the first of our two new desks. Ran out of time for desk #2, but that’ll happen tomorrow.
Tomorrow the movers should show up early to haul our mattress & boxspring, TV, some living room furniture, office chairs, bookcases, and a bunch of boxed up archives & books & such that we’re still culling. Meantime I’ll dump the nearly empty fridge contents into a cooler. We’ll be moving the kitchen ourselves: wife is very fussy about how her kitchen toys get handled. Me? I just dump mine in a box. Sigh.
So tonight is the last sleep in the old place. The end of another era.
Pilot, hope the move continues to go smoothly for you, as well as all the other moving folks on the MMP.
Cookie, Yoicks, I’ve been caught in hailstorms before but nothing like that–hope the insurance companies are fair-minded (HA!)/
FCM, real estate in some places moves fast as lightning…they are building apartments/condos here on every patch they can scrape up, not to mention new housing developments. Hope they get a good price.
Oopsie, nice that BFF’s visited and will provide you sustenance this weekend. Enjoy.
OK, need to get garbage out for the Thorsday trash pickup, so all y’all take care.
Best wishes for tomorrow’s move!
Light irk day. I went to the next town down and deposited a check (as I mentioned), went to the supermarket (as I mentioned), fed the kitties, went for a 3.1 mile walk, and ate some pot roast and broccoli and mushrooms for dinner.
Earlier today (posted in the Juke thread) I made a rebus (click to see the whole thing).
Napped, took Gordie out(just in case). Having a Boulevardier
Depends. Did you hear some Barry White coming from the nest after they went in?
Good luck on the move!
“For when you want to be tripping I the dark”
Niffy cutting board, VanGo.
What beautiful cats and adorable kittens. I got a chuckle out of the dog pic on the Sires’ page 
You do not need an excuse to hang out here. If it ever looks like that might happen, let me know a couple of weeks in advance so I can make Grand Canyon train reservations.
It is so hard when they start failing. They just do not live long enough, damnit. Crabby Cat is going to be the next one to go, his kidneys are failing and he’s losing weight 
Poor Gordie, he must have been so upset. Do you think he might be willing to learn to use a pee pad for those times he just cannot wait? He doesn’t look that big, google doggie lawn pee pads for him. He deserves the best.
Well, dang and poor kitty. I feel badly for everyone involved.
Your things are beautiful. I could never use something like that as a cutting board, I wouldn’t want to ruin the finish.
Oh, oops. I had much better written communication skillz before I retired, but now that I’m not writing reports daily I’ve kinda gotten out of practice.
Now, the murder trial had a juror’s phone ring while the prosecutor was doing a dramatic part of her denouncement. The prosecutor stopped talking with her arm still in the air and turned her head to stare at the poor mortified woman while she desperately searched her purse. Everyone else was looking at her but not with the intensity of the prosecuting attorney. I thought that was pretty entertaining.
Your mention of what would happen with the retirement money when one of us died is making me shamefully admit that we didn’t think about it until after we were both retired. Our plan now is for him to die before me because 80% of my government retirement goes with me and he would really struggle without it.
Your quilt is almost as beautiful as Ralphie! Are you feeling confident about using the machine, or is that all hand work?
I’m going to be finishing my seminar piece tomorrow. I always get sad when I finish a sampler because I like learning new stitches and techniques.
Today was surplus produce and it was raining when I left to get my box. The truck was late which was understandable because the rain didn’t stop and the clouds dropped until I felt like I was sitting in The Mist.
We live lower on the mountain than the distribution place so I was able to creep down the road home for about 5 miles until the fog started breaking up and then when I got home I didn’t want to go back out again. My BFF said she would ask her husband to stop and pick up their box, but he ended up working over 13 hours because the day was so cool and wet that they poured a bunch of concrete. Ka-ching for overtime!
BFF came and picked up the food, exclaimed over GG (almost 18 lbs now and looks MUCH bigger because he’s so fluffy) but couldn’t stay to smoke because she needed to get dinner started.
It has rained all day and is expected to continue tonight. I put some plant food at the base of the poor climbing roses and the rain will help soak everything in. If they survive, they will probably be back to where they were in a couple of years.
The birds that used to live in that huge bush are very distressed and so is CC because he liked looking out at them from the bathroom window.
A nice young man I used to work with lives in this area AND he’s a gamer and a pothead and he likes me. He also has an evil twin, which is who I talked to today. Evil Twin likes me a bunch too. Evil Twin thinks he will download Hubs favorite game and level up enough to kill Hubs every time he sees him. Imma gonna buy that boy an ounce next time I’m at the dispensary.
Laugh with me, I just got an auto call from the County that my kitchen* was scheduled for a surprise inspection by a Health Inspector Friday afternoon and that I should arrange to be home or to call this number to reschedule.
I’m old, maybe things have changed while I wasn’t paying attention but scheduling a surprise inspection just doesn’t seem right.
*For those who haven’t endlessly heard me going on about this, I have a cottage kitchen license so I can make and sell cheese. Our kitchen gets randomly inspected just like restaurant kitchens. I’m always amused when I’ve been scheduled for a scheduled random inspection.
For those who are breathlessly following the news about GG Creamery, I have branched out to vegan cheese to sell to the pizza place that is probably going to fail and am here to say that oat milk is disgusting to work with, it looks and feels slimy. Vegan mozzarella tastes and looks nothing like what I make with goat milk, but it can be grated and melts on pizza.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.
if I’m gonna ferment oats, I’m making oatmeal stout.
He’s 50lbs.(Yeah, I’m the guy who adopted a giant mutant Jack Russell puppy back in the day)
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 65 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 95 and N.O.S. for the day. No biggie plans today which is fine by us. Perhaps some quality cee-mint pond time/day drinkin’ would pass the time. Nappage and general overall uselessness are also on the agenda. Sup shall be bbq sammiches made from leftover poke tenderloin, coleslaw, and fries. YUM!
MOOOOOOM appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed re the sale of the inlaw’s home.
JtC I am sure the inspection will go well. Vegan cheese just sounds wrong.
Pilot may the rest of the move go smooth and you enjoy the first sleep in your new digs tonight.
Cookie sorry about your son’s and your daughter’s vehicle damage. Hail can do a number on stuff.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
No offense to all the vegans out there, but there’s something that seems not quite right to me when you embrace a new dietary lifestyle, but apparently long for the good stuff you’ve left behind. Same thing with certain low-fat/non-fat/low sugar/sugar free/no carb/low carb diet products. It’s like fear of commitment! And I understand low-fat cottage cheese, but fat-free half-and-half?? WTH is that??? 
We’ve got a tentative plan, assuming the buyer who’s champing at the bit takes their house. A couple of weeks before closing, FCD and I will drive down there in our truck (ugh - discomfort!!) I’ll load his folks and whatever luggage we can fit into their Elantra, and I’ll bring them here. FCD doesn’t want his dad there as they empty the house. So I’ll have them for a week or two on my own - and I’ll be relying on my daughter and SIL to help me out during that time.
FCD and his bro will pack out the house, take what must go to the dump, and rent a covered trailer to bring the rest here. One of my MIL’s neighbors does estate sales, and he’ll recruit her to run one for us, with the aim of getting rid of the rest of the furniture and stuff. I guess whatever’s left will go to Habitat or be left for the buyer - whatever…
I wish I could stay and help them pack out, but I understand why he doesn’t want his dad there. I just worry that he’ll overlook some stuff that would be important to his mom. Then again, it’s just stuff, and she’s already starting to sort and pack things. Maybe we’ll need to go down there one weekend and bring some stuff up with us - whatever we can fit in the car. I’ll talk to him about that. All of this hinges on the house being sold quickly. He’s already put in an application for the apartment (which, as apartments go, is really, really nice!)
So, with luck, the in-law saga will be wrapped up in a bit over a month. We could know as early as tomorrow…
Meanwhile, it’s just another day in paradise. Happy Thursday!
My machine and I are getting along just fine. Monday I have the second half of the training that comes with the purchase and I have two quilting classes that will start next month. I am really pumped.
That being said this particular quilt is my hand piecing project. I enjoy the hand work, so I will always have one working along with what I will do with my machine.
The have comprehensive, so the damage will be covered. The earliest my daughter can get hers in at this point is in November.
Morning all. Up early (there are times I really, really hate my bladder) and gym and soccer are on the schedule, along with a little shopping and dropping off the gas bill. It’s ‘only’ getting to 88F today and supposed to be cooler next week, but still little chance for rain.
FCM, I thought retirement was supposed to be time for sloth…but sounds like you have a plan, now hopefully the Demon Murphy doesn’t interfere.
JtC, ummm, if it’s scheduled by phone how can it be a surprise? (grin). Sure you’ll pass with flying colors. And Evil Twin sounds like…well, should make Hubs life more interesting.
flyboy, never have been good with rebus, dash me sheik bedpan doesn;t seem to get me anywhere. Maybe later…
OK, need sustenance and then get about the day. All y’all take care.