We have tried signing in with my ID, we have tried signing in with his ID, it tells us the passwords don’t match, we get locked out, we try to get the passwords and it tells us we are already logged in, if we are already logged in then HTH are we locked out!!!
Then I get a message that the site is experiencing difficulty - so it couldn’t have said that from the start BEFORE I want to choke the crap out of someone?
The back garden beds have been raked out - huzzah huzzah! They need to be mulched, but not today - I’m all sweaty and icky and I need to hydrate.
I also brought in the stuff I laundered last night and left out to dry.
**FCD **changed the oil in his bike, and he’s out riding. Interestingly, he never mentioned the motorcycle to his orthopedic surgeon… I just hope he doesn’t ride too far.
Whew - all that fresh air and exercise kicked my butt!
It is pouring. Pouring lots. And lots. Flood warnings everywhere. Which is grand, except where it’s actually flooding into businesses and homes (all North of me). I have a creek behind the house, but it lets out into a large flood basin. So far, so good.
Kids are home with crud. I am feeling sore throat-ish, but am ignoring it.
Just got my official offer letter signed by the prez of my new employer. I had to sign and fill out some papers - they’ll go out in tomorrow’s mail. So I guess it’s all official now - YAY!
**FCD **is napping. I just stuck a russet and a sweet N.O.T. into the oven to bake. We’ll have that with cod and some manner of vegetable matter. Healthy supper for us!
It’s just going on 2:00 and I have the blurfs. My bladder woke me up at 6:30 and I couldn’t get back to sleep. I am bored, it’s raining and there is nothing to do. I am reading the Dark Tower books again, but I finished The Gunslinger and The Drawing of the Three is out in the living room and I am stuck back here until DJ (#3 daughter) gets done with the vaccuming. Same with the thought of beginning a beading project. So I am sitting here, looking out at the rain.
It’s spring; my backyard is littered with little drops of golden sunshine, aka dandelions. It might seem that I am rejoicing that we had no winter to speak of, but I’m not. I love the snow, truly I do, and the lack of cold will mean another banner year for the fleas, skeeters and other bugs. I can deal with the skeeters, but the fleas have been such a pain. It seems that they are no longer affected by Frontline, Advantage, any of those. We have the Seresto collars right now on the dogs, I still have the occasional flea jump onto my arm.
I think that even the birds are napping, there has been no one at any of the feeders this afternoon. Satine is passed out on a pillow (pampered and privelleged little beast that she is!) on the bed, and Tara is on the floor, out like a coma. If I nap now I won’t get to bed at a reasonable hour. What to do?
I took a nap and I feel even worse, but after being up half the night I needed one.
Something going on, first the FAFSA site, then the phone line where I pay my hospital bill. It rings once and then goes to a fast busy signal.
Irk is asking us to log in for extra hours this evening.
I have a list of 81 things I wanted to accomplish this week since it is spring break. HA! Not going as planned. I knew some of them wouldn’t get done, but I thought we’d make a bigger dent in the list than we have. A couple of them have to be done in the armpit, which is why I should go tomorrow instead of Sunday. I have to go to a bank down that way, but it isn’t urgent.
They’ll get done when they get done I guess.
Howdy Y’all! Got the prep irk done that was needed today. The briskets were still cookin’ when I left. There were enough people there that I did not see the need to stand around and watch meat cook so I got outta there. Additionally, I have had a haircut, made and et chikin nachos, cleanded up the kitchen, and have had a bath. Now it’s chillax time. I’s tahrd!
Sari my couth skillz do not apply to web sites. I will tell a web site what I think of its mama and all its ancestors in a heart beat. The calm, polite, firm and insistent stuff I save for dealin’ with people. I had a friend tell me once that he’d rather with someone cussin’, rantin’, and ravin’ rather than my calm, polite, firm but insistent approach cause he said there would be no way he could do anything other than see my point and agree with everything I say.
Paying medical bills…what will there be more of? Funds in the health reimbursement account or bills? At the moment, the HRA is winning.
It’s crazy to see one’s share of costs after the insurance has done its part to make “contractual adjustments” and payments, leaving me with some end responsibility. Our cost for a 50mg dose of Benadryl is 13 cents, and a 250 ml IV bag of saline is 28 cents. It all adds up in a hurry!
Perhaps this is why my heart has been potentially misbehaving?
Supper was good - I lurves me some cod!! But we’ve decided we don’t much like sugar snap peas any more. I guess I don’t know how to make them properly.
Our pastor gave us tickets to a show by the Rocky Hock Opry, which is playing today at a middle school. Good group! I’m not a fan of country music, but I’m enjoying it all the same. (Intermission right now.)
I had good news from my urologist’s office today. The Ct scan I had yesterday showed nothing, YAY!!! And the urinalysis was clean too. So whatever hurt so badly a while back must have been a one shot deal. To say I’m relieved is understating it by an order of magnitude. Being as I have just the one kidney, on my left, I want to be very, very, nice to it. Whatever makes my kidney happy makes me happy. I have an appointment scheduled to go over the results, but now I’m not worried.
A friend at work was quitting today so after work I took him out, got him drinks and dinner, and we relived the last year in vulgar and explicit terms. It was great! But The Jungle will seem just a little bit smaller Monday without him.
Work is over for the week, I’m off tomorrow. I have decided something. When someone uses the lottery machine, and sticks their liscence in the play sheet slot ,whic is two frickin’ feet away from the ID scanner, the machine should spit out the ID, and with sirens and flashing lights announce: ATTENTION! YOU HAVE BEEN FOUND MENTALLY INCAPABLE OF PLAYING THE LOTTERY! PLEASE GO ON YOUR WAY CITIZEN!
Between all the deaths and Brian Johnson of AC/DC maybe never playing again due to ear damage ,it’s a bad year for music.
It was dark in the bedroom. I couldn’t figure out why Higgs would be outside barking her little head off. She wasn’t. She was in her crate, barking her little head off. It was 6AM and she had to PEEEEEE!! Ergo, I am up.
I was also dreaming last night that I was on a cruise and I was going ashore, but I forgot my ID. And at one point, I was hanging out with the violinist who played on my transatlantic cruise and his boyfriend, who didn’t like me! How could he not like me? I’m a delight!!!
We’ve got a couple of dreary days ahead, and chances of rain thru Tues - pretty sure no outdoor work will get done, but I WILL get the plants moved outside like I didn’t do yesterday. There’s plenty to do inside - how much will I accomplish?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeineatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 61 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 84 and mostly sunny for the day. Rain is supposed to move in sometime over night and into tomorrow mornin’. We need some rain here so that’s a good thing.
The plan for the day is to go over to the church house to assist in preparin’ foods for the big St. Patrick’s dindin this evenin’. I have a day of peelin’ and choppin’ lots of veggies plus seasonin’ up and grillin’ copious quantities of chikin laig quarters. This will be a serious two hours worth of grillin’ which I alone handle. The area we have for grillin’ is not very big and more than one person there is not a help. Besides I have this down to an art and am able to handle it all by myself.
CupCakes yay for the good news from the urologist!
OK, I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then I shall purtify and head over to begin major cookage.