FCM, I remember teasing a friend of mine when she showed me ultrasounds that the previous generation of parents had to wait until the kid was actually born to have baby pictures.
Am I the only one in here who thinks squirrels are CUTE? Of course, I’m not trying to garden or have a bird feeder.
Some defilthification needed to happen, I’m taking a breather after the urgent sanitation (cleaning stove, toilets, etc.). This may be it for me today, since I’m still having some fatigue issues, other than finishing laundry and reassembling the bed.
A former coworker had given birth in 1978. She didn’t know until she gave birth that she was having twins!
Happy. Monday!
I think the rye has kicked in already, or I just can’t type on a tablet. I’ve been touch typing for 35 years, and I can’t switch to two-finger typing so easily.
Was in the office today. It’s summer vacation time, so there are fewer people than normal in the office. Still weird to be there, but at least we went to a restaurant for lunch.
Going to do it again tomorrow, because the upstairs neighbors are tearing out their old kitchen. Can’t tell you the last time I went to the office two days in a row - might have been more than a year.
That happened to a family friend- except it was about '84/85, and she had had an ultrasound, they just missed one, and apparently were very adamant that she was not having another baby, because you had a scan dear, that doesn’t happen any more… They believed her when they saw the head.
The rain has stopped, for now. Rain is rarely in short supply here Sunny, finding a time to put the washing out on the line is the problem we’re having.
And I like squirrels. Even when they do pinch my vegetables.
Afternoon all. Shopping-n-sammich run was a success and the dishwasher is on it’s cycle. Had about a 30-minute nap but the phone got me back up so I may as well do some things about the house.
I have a friend who more-or-less adopted a squirrel, the squirrel would come inside her house and eat while sitting on her shoulder. So I guess some of them are nice (the one that runs across my roof is dead if I ever catch them…).
Nut, hope you find a good place to land.
quietly, hope your coyote problems get solved.
talky, glad the fire wasn’t more serious.
shoe, hope your friend recovers. Is somebody watching out for her cats?
Sari, sounds like the appraiser got his paperwork from several places mixed together. Go get’em.
Well, < insert very strong expletives here >FCD’s surgery has been rescheduled… for SEPT 3!!! His surgeon had to go somewhere this week and his office dropped this bomb this morning. My poor sweetie has been in constant pain for months - he hardly sleeps, I can tell walking is agony, and now he’s got to deal with it for another month. We are pissed…
And the cherry on that crap sundae - a letter from the IRS wanting $537.56 because they claim we underpaid our taxes last year. Our tax obligation for 2020 ran well into 5-figures (not counting pennies) and they want more. I want to yell at our accountant. Or somebody. Dammit.
I’ve just been reading about this. 9 babies. All have survived so far. No in vitro. She just happened to have 9 babies. I hope they’ve got help at home. That’s an entire pre-school class.
moomm sorry about the surgery and the taxes. Yeesh.
Howdy Y’all! Been a day of much sloth. OK, I cooked sup which consisted of bakin’ a ham, makin’ N.O.T. sallit, cookin’ green beans, and bakin’ rolls (frozen, don’t judge!), so I guess that counts as non-sloth. Still not much else happened. Had major donwannas after yestiddy. It started rainin’ and stormin’ about an hour ago and is still goin’ strong. We have a flash flood watch in effect this evenin’. Poor Tom did not get plopped down in the ground today. He will be tomorrow. I promise.
shoe hope your friend recovers soonest.
sari contest the appraisal. The appraiser is obviously an idiot.
VanGo squirrels are just tree rats.
quietly give the coyote an Acme catalog. You know what happens when a ooyote orders stuff from Acme.
Nut good luck on the hunt for new digs.
WetOne you know better than to let the tp supply get that low. Hope you have rectified this by now.
MOOOOOOM sorry about FCD’s surgery and the IRS. Yay for almost potty trained RoxStar!
Thank you, all, for the good wishes. I was so upset this morning, I was shaking when I left for work.
She is home - so presumably the critters are okay - and said she’s keeping down some liquids, but little else. She has several siblings in the area, so I know she has help.
I offered to come by tonight with homemade chicken soup - that stuff will cure anything - but haven’t heard back yet.
I don’t want to disturb her if she is indeed getting some rest, but imma go check on her tomorrow if I don’t hear back. Or if I do hear back.
(And then imma personally wring her neck for handwaving away the vaccine, if she did in fact skip it.)
Work was surprisingly busy for a Monday, plus we’re training umpteen new folks at once, so at least I was fully distracted all day.
nettie, for a household of one human and one small dog, I buy a bale of TP when I open the last inner pack to put it on the shelf. I do the same with paper towels and tissues. In inventory management, it’s akin to the Kan-Ban system.
I had a dentist appointment at 4 to get the permanent crown installed (it was prepaid). That meant that I had to rush home, walk HRH, and immediately leave.
Once I got home for good, I nuked some soup and when I sat down to take meds washed down with a glass of the thick brown gunk that is a fiber supplement, I knocked over the medical waste carton, entailing picking it all up from the floor and running a steam mop in the area. Then, when I began to get the meds out, I knocked over the glass of said gunk. I did a quick clean-up, changed clothes, put the placemats and napkins in the hamper and said screw the mopping again until after supper because, by the time I took my BG, it was 68. That’s likely why I was such a klutz. Now, I’ve eaten, so I’ll go run a steam mop around again and do the dishes.
It was relatively cool and slow. Whcih was a nice break. Burger Night was Tex-Mex theme. Bacon cheeseburger with jalapeno bacon and chipolte cheddar, potato wedges and Mexican street corn.
But hope your friend is OK.
You need to spoilerize that, so swampy don’t have a coronary
Told my friend imma let her rest tonight, but firmly informed her that I will be coming tomorrow, I will be bringing chicken soup, she will drink it, and she WILL FEEL BETTER dammit.
Much anxiety-soothing cross stitch this evening.
ETA: imma use the “wrap in cheese” line on her tomorrow! She has a dog, she’ll get it.
Good! (I’ll take some of that soup - or at least the recipe. I never learned how to make it.)
Red ack! That all sounds exhausting. I hope you’re feeling better. Take it easy on yourself please.
The boy child now has 36 hours of meds on board, and is starting to be himself. He really dislikes this one particular med that he his on, so it will be a priority for him to try something else. He absolutely cannot be without meds though.
We’re getting Cold Stone ice cream any minute now. It’s not my every day favorite ice cream, but if I can’t have custard, it’ll do.
Evening, all! It’s nearly 10pm here in lovely Northern Virginia. Today was lovely, indeed: temps only got into the high 80s, with low humidity. I had the windows open most of the morning, which was a nice change, and it’s nice and cool tonight. I think the heat/humidity reprieve ends tomorrow, though.
Whenever I’m catching up on these threads I always start off quoting all of the bits I want to respond to, but as I keep reading I start feeling overwhelmed and wind up not responding to any of ‘em. Sorry to be a bad Mumper.
My company has announced that they’re going back to requiring face masks indoors regardless of vaccination status (for facilities in counties with high transmission rates, which my office building is). I understand the reason behind the change but I am not in the mood, so I’m going back to 100% telework until the restriction is re-lifted. So much for that little glimmer of normalcy, at least for now. {sigh}
This morning I decided to give FreeStyle Libre sensors another chance. I had two mornings in a row of not being able to get a blood glucose reading the old-fashioned way, due to repeated test strip errors (which meant repeated finger sticks). I’m tired of playing pin cushion, so I started a new sensor…let’s see if I can manage to keep it on for the full two weeks this time!
shoe, my hubs had COVID and survived. He barely moved for three weeks and the only reason our cats didn’t starve is because I fed them. Sometimes their treats were late and they would go tell him about it and he would just push them away.
Hopefully your friend will recover without being eaten by her five hungry cats. Does she have anyone to help? I’m fully vaccinated and would be willing to enter her house, but my comfort levels might be different than yours. (Of course, my anti-bodies were already tested by living with hubs shedding viruses all over the place for over a month. You might not have as much faith in yours.)
My in-laws used to feed the squirrels much to the displeasure of their neighbors. MIL said that just buying peanuts for the squirrels was easier than trying to keep them out of their bird feeders.
We don’t have squirrels here, we have kangaroo rats which have the advantage of being small enough to squeeze through a quarter inch hole. Our feral colony is pretty worthless when it comes to the rats, so when I find a stash of mesquite seed pods I always shake some at where I know the cats sleep and threaten to stop the kibble until they deal with the rats. They know its an empty threat, so nothing happens but me spending more time walking the fence line and raking.
I hung up a hummer feeder and didn’t screw the bottom on right. Now its all crocked and I’m afraid the bottom is going to fall off and end up in a really inconvenient place but I’m also afraid to try to fix it because I don’t want to wear a bottle of syrup.
I had a very long appointment with the retinal specialist today. As expected, his response to “I can see better, I swear!” was, and I quote, “Huh.” He did say my glaucoma has stabilized, but the BEST news was that I really AM seeing better! They did a visual field test, which I hate because I get nervous when several seconds go by without a light I can see, so I start clicking at random*. I did better on that, which shocked me because I haven’t noticed a difference (and did poorly on the “finger test”). And with pinholes, I can see part of the 20/50 line! Even my left (“bad”) eye is somewhat better!
My son called, very apologetic and with Reasons for why he hadn’t called. I told him it’s OK not to call, but please take 10 seconds to text me to SAY you can’t call. He promised. First offense, so no house arrest.
Janie, I got a chuckle out of your cats ignoring your threats. I used to go home on days when the drug dog was called into my classroom (For students, not me!) and tell my dogs, “Some canines WORK for a living!” Sometimes the dogs got so excited, they’d actually open one eye. Mostly, they shrugged in their sleep.
shoe, hope your friend is OK. Also hope you find out that she got vaxxed. If not, no soup for you, friend of shoe!
*If you’ve never had one, you stare at a point on a screen and click a device every time you see a little light blink somewhere on the screen. Loads of fun and I highly recommend it if you’re on a date with someone you want to dump.
