Howdy Y’all! Mowage got accomplished this mornin’. This afternoon was spent cookin’ pre TDay feast and watchin’ tackleball, AKA hand egg. JDD and Partner came over to partake of the feast. A good time was had by all and we sent them home with turkey so we won’t have to eat on it for several days, though there is nuttin’ wrong with that.
I read all but have retained little, so yays, boos, hugs, noogies, trouts, chitlins, and how you doin’s all around as needed.
I foresee beddy bye time soon.
Yay Cinnamon!
Everything in my day was going so well until ~3:30. Then, the (new) printer decided that it was no longer connected. A friend is coming over tomorrow to take a look. I ordered supper from the good Chinese. At the intersection of my street and the main drag, a tractor trailer took the inside left turn lane ( I was on the straight / outside left turn lane) and took the corner too broadly, so I had to jump the curb to avoid being hit. That left me with a flat tire. I called roadside assistance, who told me that it would be 20 minutes. After 20 minutes were up, a nice young man asked if he could change my tire for me. He began to, but really didn’t know what he was doing. I sent him on his way and was still waiting. after about another 30 minutes and the assistance wasn’t there yet, another man asked if he could put my spare on for me. I said yes and he pulled out a torque wrench and floor jack from his rig (he said that he used to work for AAA and kept this sort of thing out of habit) and changed it pronto (thank you Jack!).
About that time, roadside assistance pulled up. I told him that I no longer needed his help (the 20 minutes had turned into an hour) and he began to badger me about wasting his time. I told him ya snooze, ya lose. His dispatcher attempted to call me several times afterward, but after telling him that I wouldn’t pay for his guy getting lost in our small town (they’re based here). By that point, it was too late to get to the tire shop, so I took a drive thru (I had called the Chinese place and told them the sitch). Tomorrow, I have an appointment at Firestone to get a new tire at noon.
I had no sooner walked in the door home when it began to rain. Made me glad that I had taken Nelson to the dog park in lieu of his afternoon walk.
Oy!
Laundered, watched footbal. Beer.
: laughs in UPS :
and aren’t work crushes fun?
Red eek! But glad it was just a tire and not the whole suspension.
Wow shoe, I am so impressed by your musical knowledge.
I never saw stink bugs growing up, and now we even have a few here in Switzerland. Fortunately my husband’s from PA, so he has the skill to catch one and flush it down the toilet without getting stunk.
Never seen any growing. I know people who go mushroom hunting, which is rather popular here. It’s possilbe to take the mushrooms to a specialist, who will help make sure that the picker only eats the edible ones. Rather important, as some edible mushrooms have poisonous “twins” (or “cousins”), which will confuse some people.
I do appreciate the 'Dope for giving people the opportunity to share their interests, especially over the last 18 months.
I think I have 2 or 3 projects in work, but haven’t touched anything in years. My grandmother had a square tablecloth with 4 napkins which she started to embroider many years ago. Actually, I think her aunt might have started it, and lost her sight, and gave it to my grandmother. When I was mid-teens (80s), she gave the project to me, and I worked on it for some time. It’s not done. She passed away and I’m thinking that someday I’m going to throw it on a fire. Just need a burn barrel. And it’s stained, so I basically have this situation. Nope, not going to start that again.
My grandmothers tried to teach me crochet, tatting, knitting and embroidery. I like counted cross-stitch which they never did. My mom did a small piece for me, and I treasure that as much as some of the bigger pieces from my grandmothers, because I know how much she detests counted cross-stitch. Plus, it’s from my mom.
Probably should pull out one of the smaller projects and finish (start?) those. Something to do while watching television.
Even though most of the fall festivals have been canceled, the bakeries are still selling Zigerkrapfen, so I had one for breakfast. I think there will be a long walk in my future today. Gorgeous blue sky, and it’s warming up.
Happy Sunday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 66 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 88 and mostly cloudy for the day, with maybe a chance of rain. We shall see. The big items on today’s agenda are deheathenization, where I shall Verge, and Vestry meetin’ afterwards. We have plenteous leftovers from the pre-TDay feast so sustenance is available. Sloth shall take up the rest of the day.
red YIKES! Glad you had a kind stranger to help.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then purtification for deheathenization must commence.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
was there an eatin’ day that I’ve missed somewheres?
red call aaa Monday and explain what happened and how badly the tow operator behaved and you should get free bonuses …a similar situation happened to me and the lady I worked for and she called up and politely gave them what for and they gave her free tows and the like
Very sweet of you, but no way for me! Apart from my very mediocre needlework skills, there’s the matter of being able to thread needles… with my eyesight?? I sometimes have problems with the big plastic needles that I use with yarn to sew afghan squares together. And we won’t talk about blood on the work in progress - yeah, I tend to stab my fingers. Blunt crochet hooks are much safer! 
Taz was >< this close to being filleted this morning. I was warm and comfy and about to doze off after a visit to the facilities, when he decided to jump on the door in an attempt to grab the lever handle. I had to get up and chase/scold him. A little while later, he tried it again… and yet again a bit after that. I don’t get it - for months, he hasn’t done this. We quit locking our door at night because there was no longer a threat of Taz invasion. No clue what sparked this episode. Stoopit cat. I was looking forward to some extra snooze time.
Instead, I’m up, fed, and I’ve tended the critters. FCD is attempting to get some more sleep - hope he succeeds. I need to leave right after lunch to pick up the pressure washer at Lowe’s before heading over to the tree house, as Roxy calls it. (There are trees surrounding their house, hence her choice of name.) For the moment, tho, I have some quiet computer time.
\color{red}{\text{red}} - yoiks! Huzzah for helpful passers-by, and pffftttt at roadside non-assistance. Glad it was just the tire.
Temps today are threatened in the low 80s ahead of another cold front and chances of rain much of the week. Unless things change, which is entirely likely.
Happy Sunday!!
Anybody want a free camper??
Morning all. After a day of soccer I stayed up until nearly midnight solving Sudoku’s, so of course I’d sleep in today…nope, up at 7am for some reason, we’ll see how that goes. Rained some last night and due to rain on and off most of the day, will probably spend most of the time indoors. High will only be 76F, so there is that.
red, good for nice folks and boo! (not our Boo) on the ‘service’ not giving you a schedule you could depend on.
OK, paper rescued, pills taken, and dishwasher started. Dinner on the Sunday schedule is Outback, so steak is in my near future.
Everybody have a good Sunday.
Up, caffeinated and sheveled. Off today. Alex Catt has decreed that it is laptime.
“All mushrooms are edible. Some mushrooms are only edible once.”
Translation: “The meth lab blew up, and I need to break the evidence trail.”
The guy who listed it claims he was going to tear it down and make it into a trailer. And I guess if you need a trailer frame with a title, this could be a good deal… except for getting rid of the attached crap.
I’m showered and dressed. I started the sprinkler on the seeded part of the yard. Maybe I’ll knit for a while.
Alex Catt just ripped an SBD. 
Ewwwwwwww!
Nelson has been known to do that on occasion.
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted, supper in the crockpot (chicken tortilla soup) and fixing to prep lunches / do KP before getting sheveled to go to the tire shop.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Higgs doesn’t do it stealthily - when she gasses us, everyone within earshot knows it!
A very blurf-y morning to y’all. It’s raining here in western Mitten State. The cats were begging to go out anyway, so I opened the door to show then the weather.
Now Nikkk is lying by the door glaring at the rain, and Monkey hunting my feet and occasionally getting (gently) kicked in the face. He’s pointy, dammit!
Off to irk in an hour. It’ll be slow and boring, with this weather. I may get a couple more lines of cross-stitch done - I’ve given up even the attempt of looking fake-busy lately.
Good morning everyone.
The birthday party for Adam was a smashing success and a good time was had by all. Adam was a happy, sunny boy the entire time despite a tooth trying to erupt in his mouth. Zoe was also a good girl and also very cheerful. The grandkids were lapping up the extra attention and grandma and grandpa “played toys” in, kitchen, and in Zoe’s room with her. We put on fake make-up, danced with Adam, and both the kids loved Adam’s new toys. Adam really just wanted mainly to hang out with Grandma which cracks me up. The minute he sees me, he comes running up, wraps his arms around my legs, and looks up at me, and starts babbling which means I have to pick him up or get on the floor with him and play. He follows me everywhere! I love it!
We’ve made arrangements for Zoe to come to spend the night the weekend after next. Hopefully, the weather will cooperate, and we’ll get some park or outdoor time. We’ve offered to take Adam too, but he now exceeds the weight for the pack and play, so I need to find another sleeping option for him. He isn’t fully weaned yet, so it’ll be a bit more time before Adam stays the night. That’s okay, Zoe keeps us plenty occupied from morning to night.
Today’s plans call for laundry and that’s about it.
I mad Redneck Eggs Benedict for brunch.
Also, Gordie did another food riot and broke his food dish. Assuming he didn’t wreck his GI track, Imma gonna sell the both of them to a shady Chinese restaurant, and buy a Furby.
Glad you had a good Adam Day, Taters.
Morning, all! It’s just about 11:30 AM ET, and it’s a lovely day here in Northern Virginia. It’s going to hit the low 80s, which is a touch warm for early October (for my taste), but it’s supposed to be cloudy/rainy for the next week so I’ll take the sunshine while I can get it. 
I have now tried twice in one week to get paper towels delivered. First, I ordered a “bulk” pack from Amazon: they were supposed to be delivered NLT Thursday, and when I checked the FedEx tracking the next morning it said they’d been delivered on Tuesday and signed for by a “KKELLY.” I was home all day, no paper towels were delivered, and no one by that name lives here. I told Amazon as much, and the shipper says a new delivery is being sent to me and I’ll get a tracking number as soon as they have one. But I have no idea when that will be, and in the meantime I’m down to less than half of my last roll, so yesterday when I ordered groceries to be delivered today I included paper towels. Many of the online options were out of stock; I’d also noticed gaps in both the paper towel and toilet paper sections when I went to an actual store on Wednesday for a few things (I didn’t get paper towels then; I thought some were about to be delivered). A little while ago I got the delivery order finalization/confirmation, and one item became out of stock and won’t be delivered…yep, the paper towels. {sigh} I will go to an actual store (again) after my vocal workshop this evening, and get whatever paper towels are available.
(I know there are alternatives. I use paper towels frequently, for various purposes. When they were scarce during the early days of the pandemic I got by, but I want my paper towels darnit! 
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Thanks.
I plan to work a little today, just to get some organization/cleanup done…like making a checklist for myself of everything I need to do for the new hire. If I assume that I’ll be able to do it sometime Mon-Wed, I just know I’ll wind up having another week like last week. A few of my friends can’t understand why I would ever volunteer to work on a weekend, but every now and then it really helps. And it’ll just take a couple of hours today; if I tried to do this stuff during the week, it would take soooo much longer (if it got done at all).
Woke very early for no good reason. Then Old Flame called, worried sick because he’d called three times and got no answer, and he saw on Facebook I’d been hiking a mountain and thought maybe I’d fallen into a crevasse. Well, he called when I was sleeping, and then I forgot to take my phone off Silent…for two days. Oops. I’m too ditzy for this new-fangled technology. Gimme two tin cans and a string. I can handle that.
Today is throw out the birthday flowers day. They all lasted almost two weeks, but they’re starting to look like Morticia Addams flowers. I shall also walk to the grocery store, take care of my nails, etc.
Hey, re: pet flatulence, my old black lab was the queen. One time we were literally retching and had to open all the windows…in February. I wonder why dogs, who have smellers 400 times better than ours, never seem bothered by stinky gas.
Red, glad you’re OK! Nothing worse than a bad scare followed by incompetence. Once when I had a flat tire, the service station guys arrived an hour later from a station two blocks away. A fragrant cloud of smoke accompanied them. I was afraid they’d put on the tire upside down. Anyway, sounds like you had a rough day. I hope that’s it for bad luck for you.
Oopsie, I hear ya on paper towels. I’m trying to use dish towels more often, but I got the paper habit. Got it bad.
I didn’t know rednecks laid eggs. Ignorance fought.
Dreary rainy day here in the southern tier. Cin woke up early, wanting to go out, so we toddle downstairs and I open the doggie door, then back to bed for me. I actually slept until 10:30, guess I was tired.
Red Glad the tire incident turned out OK.
doggio What’re redneck eggs bennie? I’m picturing Spam on wonder bread with an egg and, I can’t come up with an (in)appropriate sauce.
nellie Only mad rednecks lay eggs. Or I guess that would be “aigs.”