First off - I am mosquito lunch. My Dad used to be safe as long as he was standing near an ordinary person.
Must come back to hear Bobbio’s story. He wouldn’t leave us hanging, wouldn he?
Good to hear that your mother is improving Boofae. We take our victories where we can and it sounds like she’s enjoying hers.
**{{{Midget}}} ** Sorry to hear about your friend.
Here I always thought that it was one of the blessings of getting old. Yeah, the sight is dimmer and the hearing lumps voices together, but the mosquito bites don’t itch as much.
Clear gel deodorant is a thing? I missed hearing that. Is there a brand that works best?
You’re lucky it was your first. There aren’t many where I’m living now, but past squirrel pedestrians that I have known have had an unfortunate tendency to race across the road and then just as they’re clearing the far wheel, they double back and -thump-.
I imagine it’s a strategy that works great with owls and hawks, and that isn’t bad with foxes and cats, but is no good at all with cars.
Need to finish my donut and get back to work. The donut was part of the goodies in celebration of an office-mates new baby. This is his first day back at work.
{{{Emily}}}, At my thirtieth class reunion, we had lost 16 of ~450. A year out from the 35th, we’ve lost no more. It makes you acutely aware of your own mortality.
Right now, I have a skeeter bite on my right arm that’s scabbing over (yes, I scratched it, don’t judge! ). I got them a lot when I was a kid, but as an adult, like doggio, I eat enough spicy food that they don’t like me so much, plus, some of my sunblock has bug dope in it.
I had a weird dream right before I woke up this morning. I dreamed that I went back to work for one of my former employers (the one that moved to swampy’s neck of the woods) and was on second shift. I was living with someone else and didn’t have a car and was scurrying to get a ride to work. Then I woke up.
I decided to take advantage of the last open-window day for a while and bake some cookies. **FCD **was hankerin’ yesterday, and I just happened to have enough oats, so I’ve got not-quite 6 dozen oatmeal-pecan cookies - 2 pans done, 2 in the oven, 2 standing by.
Then I’ll have to close up the house and turn on the a/c, alas! It’s already 80° outside and 74° inside. When it hits 76° in here, closure begins. Dammit.
It is for me, being a day off :D. Must get around to some defilthifying of the cavern.
I’m definitely in the “bug lunch” group. Fleas, mosquitoes, etc. think I’m Thanksgiving dinner. I’ve had mosquitoes chow down on me through multiple layers of clothing.
Speaking of biting insects, how in the world does an indoor cat (who does have some access to an enclosed patio) who’s never around other animals even GET fleas?
ETA: #45 on my first post in the MMP for the week, at quarter after eleven AM local time? Motor keyboards much, gang?
Ham steaks, green beans and au gratin N.O.T. for dindin tonight. YUM! All of it is easy and tasty, just the way I like my dindin and my men.
BooFae forgot to say earlier, glad your mum is on the mend!
I got old durin’ a fourteen month time span from late 2008 - January 2010. First, we elected a POTUS who is younger than me. Then my church called a Priest who is younger than me, then, the Diocese elected a Bishop who is younger than me. This was the first time in my life any of those people became younger than me. SHEESH!
Ok, I’m supposed to be gettin’ all learnt up still. So maybe I should get back at it, or not.
Circa 1997, our family physician was 12 or so. OK, he looked 12, and he was very good, but DANG!! My last dentist graduated from college in 1996. My doctor (actually, PA) is in her early 30s. Heck, my last boss before I retired was 10 years younger than I!!
I hereby declare irk over for the day. Let the dindin preparations begin! HUZZAH!
flytrap apparently one only needs to graduate from kindergarten these days. Ok, the Bishop is only three years younger than me and the POTUS is only six or seven years older than me, but still!
Dang, **sari **- did you wear them out or did they just lose the will to live when you were gone??
Cookies are in containers, dishes are done, kitchen is kinda tidied, laundry is in, and a couple of hunks of tuna are thawing on the counter. It’s been a productive day.
Sadly, the windows are closed and the a/c is on. <sigh>
I’d like to think it’s because they couldn’t live without me FCM
Skeeters in the MMP makes me think of Flies in the Buttermilk
Pizza for dinner here, I am still too sore from last night to put something in the microwave. It hurts to take more than a few steps, heck - it hurts to stand up.
). I got them a lot when I was a kid, but as an adult, like doggio, I eat enough spicy food that they don’t like me so much, plus, some of my sunblock has bug dope in it.
