Sortin' thru that pile in the MMP

Short heave. I stopped at Aldi. I bought a 12 pack of eggs, like I was a MegaMillions winner or something. When I went to sleep I dreamed I was jogging around the Beltline( :face_with_raised_eyebrow: :rofl:,) and had to deal with monsoon, 200 foot canyons, contruction machinery flinging rocks at me, and fighting off a pack of wolvesone perturbed Maltese.

Spam and pineapple cubes. On a stick.

Maybe it just means you’re in for a haunting? Weird anyways.

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Sorry your sis is being awful, sari

{{{{Gotti}}}}

Ouch. I somehow managed to avoid this, even with all the rock and furniture eating.

Yay!
< adds limes to grocery list >(I’m back to getting the senior discount again).

Sorry for my little rant y’all
Just fed up with it all
JtC, the way I feel right now, letting the air out of their tires would be mild.

Bumba, I know there are dishonest in all professions
but in this case, my sister used to be a realtor and she knows how this stuff works
She is manipulating my nieces with lies. You would think that by now they would know better, but it is their mother

{{{Gotti}}} I’m sorry about your mom.
For my mother’s viewing and funeral, all the men in the family wore suits with ties. It was hot the day of the funeral and 4 of the 6 pallbearers took their jackets off.
My son wore the same suit, but different shirts and ties. On the day of the funeral, he wore a shirt that matched my mother’s dress, as the guy that sold us the suit said it was a custom in his family.
All the women wore dresses, although some of the dresses were more appropriate for a nightclub than for a funeral.
It varies though, from family to family. I think if it’s your family it’s better to be a bit overdressed than underdressed.

Cerby and Echo got into a big fight last night. It upset my son a lot. I didn’t like it but they weren’t biting each other, so I wasn’t as upset. They were on their hind legs, getting in each other’s faces, and making a lot of noise. Cerby has been here almost 3 months now, so his real personality is coming out more and he doesn’t let Echo push him around as much.
My son really wants to get rid of Cerby.
After the fight last night, and Cerby went after Ripple last week, my son is like, he’s got to go.
I see how far Cerby has come, he’ll be 2 in May, and I think if we can get back to going to the park on a regular basis, he will be fine. We are his third home and I hate to put him through that again.
I’m fine with keeping him.
We’ll see.
Maybe if this estate ever gets settled and we can get a place with a bigger yard, it’ll work out a lot better. Cerby and Echo do have a good time together in the yard, it’s just not big enough for them to get a good run going.

Poor Shayna, I hope her tooth is okay.

Ripple goes tomorrow to get his drains out. He is feeling good, a little frisky at times.
We can’t keep the collar on him though. He stands there and lets us put it on him, wagging his tail. Two seconds later he has it off.

I need to give the pups their pills.
Cerby gets 4 in the morning and 3 at night.
Ripple gets 3 in the morning and 6 at night.
They both are getting Rimadyl, and the pills look exactly alike, but are different mgs.
It’s so much easier when my son is here. He takes care of Cerby, while I take care of Ripple.

You always know just the right thing to say, LOL!

I’m already butting heads with the community center President. I can request up to 20 grand for this grant, so that’s what I want to do. The President thinks that would be looked at as greedy and we should only ask for 5 grand to help get their roof fixed. That’s a big building, 20 grand won’t be enough to have the whole roof redone but it would be better than 5 grand.

Plus, I don’t really feel like wasting my time writing a measly little 5 grand grant cause I know I can do so much better.

While I have had problems asking for or accepting financial help for me…I have no shame when it comes to asking for money for a good cause and I’m pretty good at it.

Tomorrow is a surplus produce day and i know they are going to love me. Today they posted a plea for boxes because theirs all got rained on and I’ve got a full trunk again. I was going to drop them off over the weekend, I’m glad I forgot.

I could break into their cars and put open cans of stinky cat fud under their seats…pushed all the way back with random stuff in front so they won’t see them?

We used to be members of the Patriot Guard Riders, which meant we went to a LOT of funerals…cause that was the mission. We saw a bunch of nightclub dresses and spike heels. Our feelings on this was that they were trying to show respect by wearing a black dress and many women don’t own many dresses, so they went with what they had.

We went to a funeral where about a quarter of the people were wearing Micky Mouse ears.

We went to a funeral where the casket got dropped. :astonished:

We went to more than one funerals where the widow was wearing their wedding dress.

We have seen Star Wars costumes, 60’s hippy attire and out of shape ballerinas.

People mourn and grieve in their own ways and all ways are right and good.

That really bites. I can understand it, though. Cerby has been a huge disruption in his life and some folks resist change more than others. I hope things get better.

‘Tucking this one away too.

Maybe give my kitties 3/4 of the can, that would leave more than enough to fester and putrefy. Be a shame to waste all that good smooshy fud.

We’re under a winter storm watch overnight~ice, sleet, wintery mix, wind gusts. Schools have all closed. My teaching tomorrow has been cancelled. Makes me sad but hauling refugees from Sudan, Morroco, and Afghanistan out into the worst Nebraska winter has to offer doesn’t seem very welcoming. Meaning I’ll end up teaching only once in the past month and I do so enjoy sharing the wonders of words and explaining the myriad ways English is a mighty strange language. I’ll likely not get out of my robe and slippers since I have a prodigious supply of novels stacked up next to the loveseat and a special extra snuggly afghan that a dear friend sent me that is very conducive to getting lost in reading. It’s a plan and I’m sticking to it. Robe+slippers+afghan + trashy novels. No doubt napping cats will be involved, interspersed with fresh ground coffee in my favorite Bennington mugs. I like them because they have a trigger handle and I spill less, plus they are handmade and have that human touch-perfection is overrated.

:books:+ :coffee: + :cat2::cat2::cat2:

Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.

Awwww. I was home #3 for all my dogs(and Gordie was 9 months old when I got him). I hope your son gives Cerby a little more time.

Morning, mumpers! It’s 2c/35f with a predicted high of 3c/38f and partly cloudy which means partly sunny. And we have had snow! Not enough to really be a bother but enough to slow foot and vehicular traffic down considerably. Weather app rightly says “Ain’t quite sunny. Ain’t quite cloudy. It’s somewhere in the fucking middle.”

doggio I would be much happier with emotional support spirits in a bottle rather than the haunting kind :slight_smile:

gotti I’m sorry for your loss. Your suit for the funeral sounds fine, and for the rest you can wear the same but without the tie, and still be appropriately dressed. From the funerals I’ve been to, people wear what they feel is suitable, some have been very sombre events and some have been colourful, we all mourn people in our own way.

sari I’m sorry your neice is being such an arsewipe. My mum was very careful to ensure we wouldn’t have that problem as she had her solicitor as one of the executors of her Will.

BBBoo sorry that your teaching got cancelled, but it’s probably for the best if everyone gets to stay indoors and warm instead. I’m sure they will be very happy to see you again soon and learn about all the ways that English is a nonsensical language!

I am irking from home today, and going to campus for the next two days as I have exams on campus and I feel obliged to be there. Exams this time round are causing a lot of problems, I’ve just had a Teams chat with my boss about an email complaint that came from a group of 10 final year students generally blaming our education support team for everything…fortunately it wasn’t us at all and we can provide explanations for all of their grievances. We then had a chat with the acting head of dept about it, he said he’d like to tell them all to f**k off! I like him, he’s a sensible bloke.

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 61 Amurrkin out and waaaaaay foggy with a predicted high of 76 and mostly cloudy for the day. The big item on today’s agenda is to procure provisions. Sup shall be grilled poke chops, Spanish rice, green beans, and rolls. Pretty basic, but nummy. The usual sloth and general overall uselessness are also on the agenda.

Boo hope the Winter storm is not too bad. Enjoy snugglin’ on the couch.

BooFae it’s not like those poor final year babies can figure out things for themselves! Why they are just children! Don’t be so mean!

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must needs purtify and don attire appropriate for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. Why must my life be so woeful!

Happy Hump Day Y’all!

In general, how snowy are your winters? These cheezy historical romances I’ve been reading are set in England and Scotland throughout the 19th century, and their winters are always just short of blizzards, which is good for the hot and heavy scenes by the fireplace, but I digress… Cheezy plots aside, what’s the snowfall like there - and are some areas more likely to get it than others?

I woke stoopit early (stoopit bladder) and couldn’t fall back to sleep. So I’ve showered, dressed, tended to the critters, and fed my face. I’ve got about an hour anna half till my toddling charge is delivered. FCD has to pick up his dad’s ashes today, and he’s going to continue dealing with all the bureaucracy of death - SS, pension, bank, life insurance, whatever else. I need to make a couple of calls for MIL.

It’s supposed to get close to 60 this afternoon, so if it does, I’ll take the kids to the playground. They could use the chance to run off some energy.

FCD’s aunt and uncle - the ones who were here for Thanksgiving - are coming back this weekend to spend a couple of weeks helping MIL. Then they’re hoping she’ll go back to Indianapolis with them for a few more weeks. And, of course, we have our long weekend at the ocean on the first weekend in Feb. So the next few weeks will be interesting…

Meanwhile, I’m gonna surf for a bit before gathering the phone numbers I need to call for MIL.

Happy Wednesday!

gotti, I’m so very sorry for your loss.

Good morning, folks.

I hope it’s a decent day for us all. It’s 33F, currently. It’ll be getting up to around 46F, with a 90% chance of rain. Could be worse. I can’t complain.
I’m still NOT looking forward to the hot, humid weather. I’m dreading it, actually, and it’s only January. Meh.

The plans for the day include the laundry that I absolutely ignored, yesterday. Rollsucking, too. I do that everyday, without fail. Usually. Bawahahaha!
So, anyway, not too horrible.

I’m starting my ‘journey’ of trying to lose some weight, again. I am going to need harsh words, and shame, I think. Encouragement of whatever sort you’re willing to throw at me. I need to lose weight. I’ve put on too many pounds, and it must go. I know this fact. I know it in my head, and I know it in my heart. I’m sick (And tired!) of it, and of feeling like I do.
I did get rid of all of the ‘bad’, carby stuff, and there’s none available to me, in the house. That’s good, I think. I won’t be thinking that when I get to craving crap, though! That’s what I need to work through. Those stupid, idiotic cravings. Ugh.
I’ll leave it at that, I suppose.

Have a good day, everyone.

What an annoying night of dreams. I dreamt about working, and not the good kind where you come up with clever ideas to fix issues. No, it was about working, as in the physical effort of building things. I woke up tired.

Morning all. Paper has been retrieved and pill taken, had to micturate about 5:00am then went back to bed until 8am, this must be good sleeping weather. Managed to fold and stow my underwear (which I washed Moanday) so that is one chore done (no bets on when a second will be accomplished). Swim-n-sauna are on the schedule for later today, it’s going to get near 70F again but then rainy this evening.

ace, really have no harsh words or shame, I’ve fought weight issues too and still am too heavy, but I’ve found exercise and keeping certain foods out of the house has help some; you’ve made a good start; just keep to it.

boo fae, sounds like the acting head is on your side…of course, what he actually says to the students may be somewhat different…

BBBoo, be safe, and yeah, folks from the places you mention don’t often see weather like that (unless they are from more mountainous areas).

I’m Metal Mouse and I approve of this message.

JtC, go for the 20. Thinking big never hurts, IMHO.

OK, onward into Hump Day. All y’all take care.

Short heave.

I hope you have break, milk, and an egg.

I wonder what my subconcious will drum up for me this afternoon.

ace I’m on the same journey. The number one rule is it doesn’t come in the house. Period. If it’s not in the house and I crave it, I’m far too lazy to go out for it. You (g) can wait out a craving.

Gotta. I’m sorry about your mom. Don’t worry about appropriate attire. Sounds like you’ve got this under control.

Did you tell the airline it was a flight for a funeral? I don’t know if they still do it, but they used to sometimes give people a break for that sort of life event travel. Couldn’t hurt to ask, right?

gotti, I’m very sorry.

I am not going to be able to help with this.

I will offer some encouragement though. Breaking bad habits is HARD! It is even harder when the bad habit is food because you can’t just stop eating and food is everywhere. Just take one step at a time and don’t beat yourself up for backsliding once in a while.

Keeping the bad stuff out of the house is a good start. I’m pretty lazy and if I start craving something that I don’t have in the house, it makes me have to make the choice between going out or not. Being lazy has its upsides, usually being lazy wins.

Adding just a little exercise to your daily routine is also helpful. I’m do a 10 minute Tai chi routine every morning and I feel better for it.

Today was surplus produce and my car was covered in ice and temp was 34. LWT brought a big blanket with her and we shared it while we were waiting for the truck. They gave us potatoes, onions, big bags of salad and big bags of breaded chicken strips. LWT has a small dog, so they gave her a bag of dog food.

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I’ve never seen welfare pet food before, LOL! Seriously though, good on PetSmart for doing this, poor people love their pets too.

We rarely get snow at all, and some parts of the country almost never get any. The Scottish highlands expect it and that’s where the ski industry exists, the peaks up there tend to have year-round snow but at lower levels it’s much less severe.

The “north” of England gets a bit, usually the Pennines/Lake District/Peak District areas will expect a covering but again, often not that much. Where I am, in the middle of the middle, we don’t expect to see any and are totally unprepared when it happens. Further south, certainly the West Country (Cornwall, Somerset, Devon) and along the south coast, it’s pretty unlikely.

Wales will get some, Snowdonia and the mountain regions are used to it, south Wales much less so. The biggest problem is that we’re so unprepared for it, a few flakes brings public transport and the road network grinding to a halt because most people simply don’t know how to drive in snow. Actual snow tyres/chains are non-existent for most of us. A few of my friends who live in farming communities have vehicles better suited to those conditions but of course they’re used to driving over fields in all weathers anyway.

Most of your cheesy novels will probably focus on the Highlands, the Pennines (which run down the middle “spine” of England), the North York moors, Dartmoor and the Fells (Lake District).

Very few airlines have an official bereavement fare program. Google says there’s only five in North America, and only two of them fly between San Francisco and Chicago. By chance, one of PWAISDN’s clients is a reservationist for one of those airlines. Other than the theoretical idea that they may give more priority in re-routing you if there’s a delay or cancellation, the financial benefit is small vs regular discounted fares available online. Delta even says their ordinary discounted fares may be a better option.

Let me guess. The poor babies consider it horribly unfair and mean that they have to show up for exams at a set time and place, the answers aren’t already filled in, they didn’t just get As (or equivalent) handed to them for participation…

I am a bit cranky today, so maybe overly cynical. Second day of a sore throat and got up to contacts from my credit union about a mystery transaction that neither of us recognize. It’s on my card, but I do not recognize the merchant and have no record of placing any order in that amount anywhere. Looks like I get to replace a debit card. Yay.