Aw, 
~VOW
I took a nap during the storm. Had 2 separate dreams. Dream 1: burning cursed artifacts and houses that kept reappearing(Friday the 13th: The Series meets Sisyphus?). Dream 2: All the Mumpers and my hockey Peeps moved into the same block. There goes the neighborhood. 
Yeah, that multi-quote thing was something I used a lot. It actually made me look like a functioning human being. Now all I can say is hugs, noogies, raspberries, wet trouts to them as needs 'em.
It was absolutely quiet here last night. No kabooms at all. And we woulda heard 'em. We can hear the neighbors talking. I doubt there’s any insulation in any of these walls.
I almost never remember my dreams but I remembered one this morning. Try analyzing this one:
I was standing on the sidewalk and had to pee really bad. Somebody pointed at the building we were in front of and said “Go into the school. They’ll have restrooms in there.” So I went inside, but the men’s room was closed. So I looked around for a while and during that time the school turned into an amusement park. I finally found someone who worked there and asked. He said “Jump on one of the duck cars going by and it will take you right to the children’s theater. There’s restrooms there.” That’s when I noticed all of these self-propelled little cart thingees running around with animal heads on the front, but the Donald Duck ones were all occupied. Then another employee came up to me and said he would get one for me, and he took my hand. I thought that it was pretty strange that he wanted to hold my hand, but I wasn’t sure if there was some reason for that that wasn’t immediately apparent.
And then I woke up, and got up and went to the bathroom, so I never found out. Maybe he just liked me. 
Sorry about your house Mom.
Later.
Shoe, I say a different tactic- tell her about all the cool/impressive things other people’s moms have done or are doing. “Yeah, Katie’s mom is an astrophysicist and Killian’s mom just got back from a scuba diving trip in Indonesia and Danielle- do you remember her? She’s the one who went to elementary school in Paris because her mom was a diplomat…”
Bumba, in my experience, weird pee dreams mean… you have to pee. I’ve had those. Where I keep looking for a bathroom, but none is suitable. This one is two inches off the ground. That one is in the middle of a crowded living room. The one over there looks promising, but I keep being interrupted. Like the part of my brain that can conjure up scenarios keeps going “You need a toilet. There’s one!” and the part of my brain that knows I’m still lying in bed is going “No! Do not pee! Um… that toilet has a seat covered in broken glass!”
Currently waiting for roommate/kid to arrive. She texted earlier and said they would be home at 6. It’s about 7 now and I’m sitting here with the birthday gifts. Unwrapped, un-treasure-hunted, so it’s a partial fail. But the presents themselves are pretty cool and I hope she enjoys them regardless of presentation.
I’m sure she will, Dot; I’m sure she will.
Bumba, I don’t need pee dreams; my bladder will get me up about 5am dreams or not.
doggio, we discussed a neighborhood full of MMP’ers last week, IIRC. Consensus is first person to hit the powerball buys the neighborhood…
FCM, it happens. Just keep your eyes out for other deals. And I guess I’m going to have to go subscribe to Disney just to see Hamilton, or I may not be one of the cool kids anymore…(in my defense, I have a friend that roleplays Hamilton for groups and schools).
Mother nature is providing her version of fireworks right now, so just as well I had my meatloaf dinner early. After eating, went next door to the Ice cream place on a whim, it’s one of those that they pour the mixture on a cold metal plate, mix in stuff, and then serve in small rolled pieces. Had “Death by Chocolate” and if I’m dead, I died happy…good stuff.
All y’all take care and I’ll catch you on the next MMP.
I have a lump pressing on my spine. It’s not terrible and probably not cancerous - just a lipoma, which is essentially a fatty tumor. But sometimes it hits a nerve and hurts like hell and no amount of advil helps.
The more weight I lose, the more little turds get uncovered and make themselves known by poking into things. And they seem to be growing, which I could do without. I guess that means I have to do something about it. I wish I could just have my body scanned and have the docs dig everything out in one go, but I doubt my insurance would cover such a recon mission.
As stated a million times, I work in a hospital (non-clinical). Apparently the ED was very busy this weekend with lots of fireworks injuries. One idiot had to be airlifted to a higher level trauma center because an M80 exploded in his face…Do I feel bad???
It looks like I may have COVID. I get tested tomorrow, but I don’t know how long it will take results to come back. Can we just rip up 2020 and start over with 2021?
holy crap there has been nothing good about this year … i mean i thought 2018 and 16 sucked (in fact i have a pit thread about it somewhere in the archives) but this year has no redeeming value what so ever
I don’t know how to link it but there is a new MMP. Sunny. Here’s hoping it’s not Covid but if it is hope it’s one of the very mild cases. Hugs to you.
Sunny, I hope you get your results back really quickly! And feel better soon.