That’s terrible. I’m so sorry. It’s so hard when loved ones are suffering and you’re powerless to help.
My sinus infection/headache is back with a vengeance. I asked my boss if we could make our 2pm meeting tomorrow a virtual one so I don’t have to come into the office.
“Sure. Also I need to move it to 9:30am!”
That’s too early for a meeting when you feel like crap. But I feel like I have so much to do I have to keep going. Even tonight, my husband Praise Jesus has finally agreed to engage in self-care, so he’s out for the night and I am on my own to parent.
Looks like it’s pizza and Blippi tonight.
Dear Og, I hope it ends in December…
Is it as good as Putin’s ?
Dammit, here’s my mini rant. I just looked up Donald Trump calendar and clicked on a link to Amazon. Now Amazon is probably going to think I’m a MAGA nutjob and start pushing Trump shit on me. Gah!
I should have done that in privacy mode.
I’ve used Amazon search to cite trump toilet paper here several times. So far they seem to be clear that that means I don’t want a MAGA hat. Here’s hoping you have similar luck.
My mini-rant: yesterday I saw the first trump-mobile of the season. A jacked-up pickup truck with a huge American flag, an equally huge Florida flag, and 2 or 3 not-quite-that-large trump flags. And of course it was a diesel pickup and after he went by the smell of diesel was thick. That truck is way out of tune or he’s not running DEF or something. I have no doubt the cracker driving it was quite proud of his contributions to air pollution.
I see you met one of SuntanLotion’s new coworkers!
Gotta own the libs.
Yesterday I saw a trump truck without flags but carrying defaced trump stickers driving only 20 over the speed limit in rural, small-town Arizona.
There is hope.
It’s illegal not to be paid for training.
My one concession to a terrible back is to pay to have my lawn mowed. Tonighr I discovered a sopping wet basement floor, due to the yard guys cleaning the pine needles off my driveway by hosing or powerwashing the driveway and the side of the house down, never noticing the long sandbags alongside the entire side of the house to help keep water from seeping into the basement from everything but a direct onslaught.
We saw a couple of these when we were just vacationing in Oregon. We had been planning on retiring there, and thought western Oregon wouldn’t be MAGA land, but a pair of them went racing down 99 west, and the passengers were pumping their fists out the windows and making snarling roaring faces.
It caused us to change our minds and now we’re going to stay in California in our retirement.
We stopped by our neighbor’s house over the weekend to visit. His wife hasn’t been doing well and now has some form of intermittent dementia. We brought two mixed six-packs that we finished off pretty quick. I knew what beers he liked because we’ve shared a few over the years, often “hiding” our drinking by doing it in his garage.
His wife was asleep, however. She has been sleeping during the day and then roaming the house all night. He told us she would be upset about me bringing over the beer. We laughed because it was an ongoing joke about her complaining about me drinking with her husband on occasion. He explained that she was never joking, it really did bother her, but the first time it happened he laughed along with me and it became a joke for the two of us.
A few years back somebody posted here about a series of children’s books designed to indoctrinate them in the ways of Republicanism. There was a link in the post that I clicked on because I thought was a news story, but it turned out to be a link to seller’s website. Oops! It took a couple months before I finally stopped getting ads on my phone for that shit.
Is that the “Give a (Republican) Mouse a Cookie,” book(s)? I hope he choked on it.
Try reading, “Go the F^%# to Sleep.” Or better yet, find the YouTube clip where Samuel L Jackson reads it aloud. You’ll plotz!
My God, intermittent Internet outages on an important meeting day, and my husband scheduled the repair guy to come during the window of my meeting. We’ve been having outages for weeks. This really sucks because I’ve got shit to do.
So I figured I’d schedule my son’s makeup swim lesson. Usually I do it at the location but I wanted to try to get him in Sunday.
I called the number and the lady told me “We don’t do makeup lessons for private lessons, sorry.”
What the actual fuck? This is the fourth makeup lesson we’ve completed. It shows in the app and everything.
I guess this is just a local store policy that allows me makeup lessons? I texted the manager there and he said he’d help me.
But I am super annoyed. I’m paying you more money for a private lesson, but I get less benefit?
Bullshit.
I must be tired. I swear I first read that as, “Go F^%# A Sheep”.
Aww. I miss Hal.
mr jackson’s book is delightful.
I have checked it out from the library.