I decided against tread-milling tonight, but I will do an hour tomorrow. Supper was Chinese delivery because I didn’t want to cook. Anyone know how well Pad Thai freezes? FCD only at a little of his and I don’t much like it, so we froze the leftovers for his return. I’m guessing it may affect the texture of the noodles, but it should taste OK, right? We shall see.
Meanwhile, I’m about to assume the recline position. No Roxy tomorrow, but I won’t be sleeping in, dammit. On the other hand, after I make my grocery run, I can veg all I want! So there’s that.
Maybe I’ll get motivated and upholster the dining room chairs. Maybe. We shall see.
shoe, a practice date now and then is a good thing. It keeps the skills up.
I was wonderfully surprised by getting my birthday wish this morning (hint: it had to do with the Jawja elections) but wept over the events of the afternoon. I am so ready for this Jerry Springer administration to be done.
I had so many former students texting me with questions today that I opened a Google Meet so they could all take part. Was loads of fun and I am very proud of their continued engagement in government and politics.
But I’m going to be quite happy when American Government goes back to being a safe, boring subject to teach.
Oh, yes, he was chipped by the rescue/adoption agency.
I just … don’t have that info. They didn’t have the chip reader on hand the day I got him, and every adoption event (where they’d read him for me) is on a day I work.
Hunk o’Cow is being assimilated, along with an entire small onion (caramelized). I decided just now that a slice of garlic toast is in order … but after that, imma brush my teeth and go to bed.
My cross-stitch is coming along nicely, with background company provided by reruns of “Burn Notice” because I never tire of the bored-sounding narration.
sigh “When you’re being chased by a Russian operative with a big gun <<<< super bored voice. >>>>> you have to survey your options.”
Good. As long as he has a chip, if he gets lost and is found they can trace him back to the rescue group and the rescue group will know your contact info. He sounds like a clever boy, quite capable of being an escape artist.
Roommate and I devoured a take and bake loaf of sourdough bread, sliced hot, with butter soaked in and slices of cold New Years Day ham. We survived two visits to the DMV, one site to register and plate her new car (her first, at 31) and then across town another site to renew her learner’s permit. An afternoon of hurry-up-and-wait. If I get sufficiently motivated I may cut myself up an apple and an orange so I have some fruits or vegetables today. I know coffee beans come from a plant but I don’t think I can count coffee as my veggie servings for the day.
The doctor trip for my migraine Botox (those 37 injections are very well worth it, if any of you have frequent migraines) is 110 miles round trip-I neglected to mention that earlier. It was a tiring gloomy gray drive but I don’t have to do it again until April.
I think my little entry has wandered far enough off the trail now.
In my youth, b.c. (before children), I did cross stitch and enjoyed it. It is rhymic and soothing. I found needlepoint to be so also. I can no longer see well enough to thread a needle (or knit) so those hobbies are out but I remember those enjoyable hours. I even did traditional English smocking for a bit. For a feminist I sure had some traditional hobbies.
I’m so tired. I’m sure we all are: the day’s events were exhausting. Mid-afternoon (evening in DC), I decided things were stable enough for me to go for a walk. I live in my state’s capital and knew there was a protest there, but when I left it was peaceful, and I wasn’t going within 4 blocks of the capital complex. I get downtown and holy frick, there are choppers and planes flying around up there. I texted my daughter (a reporter in another city), and she said the protestors had stormed the gates of the governor’s mansion but had not broken into the building, itself. I decided to go home.
I’m not trying to be political here. I’m just so upset. I don’t understand what’s happened to my country, and I think I’m suffering from the political equivalent of combat fatigue.
So glad they work for you. I think they do for most. My son did them for well over a year, and they didn’t help. Nothing has helped, and he’s tried everything out there. Why mothers don’t sleep at night.
I’m going to try to decompress by watching old TV reruns. you all.
Me too. I’m literally sick to my stomach about it. I wasn’t this worried about the fate of our nation after 9/11. Maybe I’m just weary because it has been a looonngg 4 years.
I’m so sorry. My daughter is in the same bind-nothing helps her migraines and I’d give anything to take her headaches away. The imitrex injections worked for me too-didn’t help any of my 3 kids. Their migraines are genetic. Mine started after the traumatic brain injury and not til I was 68.
The radio frequency cervical nerve ablation was a big bust and while I got no relief, I sure still have unwanted side effects from that ill-advised treatment.
Mindless Netflix comedies seem like a good idea~thanks for the nudge. Brooklyn 99, here I come. Pajamas and hot chocolate on the side.
I’m back. I can’t seem to focus on old reruns. I just keep thinking, “Boy, if you knew what was coming, you people!” Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, but I’d have a hard time not spilling the beans.
Hopefully things will look brighter and calmer tomorrow.
I SO hear you on this. My son gets a migraine every single day. That’s the most upsetting thing. He doesn’t even get a day off. He can’t work. I’m retired and can’t see well anyway. I’d 1000 times rather have it be me than him. He puts on a brave face and tries to focus on the positives in his life. I’m grateful he’s married to someone who’s so understanding. I’m sure it’s very hard on my DIL.
I don’t know what’s going on, but I hate having to search for this thread - it doesn’t show up on the MPSIMS list at all. So inconvenient - I bet it costs me an extra 10-15 seconds…
FCD is on his way. I’ll worry till he’s home again, what with the long trek each way on I-95 as well as spending time in the COVID state. But after his dad fell last week, he’s worried sick about them. And they’re in a panic about getting their vaccinations (apparently none or not many available in their county) - they were actually driving around looking for the health dept, even tho FCD registered them on line for the shots. I’m starting to think both have dementia to some extent.
As for me, I had tea last night and apparently it was more caffeinated than I thought - I didn’t fall asleep till after midnight and I woke around 4:30. Food Lion will open in an hour - I’ll go there early so I can veg at home the rest of the day. I will tread the mill at some point. And I want to move the table and chairs out of the dining room so I can do something about flattening the area rug in there. Plus some time in the next 2 or 3 days, I’ll get the seats recovered. At least I don’t have to worry about mowing.
I do need to call my mom - she’s 87 today. It’s SIL’s b-day too - he’s 30-something - 32 I think.
For now, tho, reading and caffeination. Glad the election results are finally legally official. I hope the new normal is close to what the old normal used to be. I miss civility and decency.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 40 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 58 and rain this afternoon and evenin’. We shall see. Today I shall make soup. Well, cook soup. I made it up last night and put it into the slow cooker crock. I took the crock outta da fridge this mornin’ and shortly I shall put it on to slow cook for a few hours. So soup and cornbread shall be supped upon. Good stuff for a cool and rainy day. Also, I have to go out in public once again. I forgot to go pick up the ‘script for cleanout stuff yestiddy. Thus, I shall have to don bein’ about the public attire yet again. This will be five days in a row! Such a bother! Oh well, I shall do that as soon as the pharmacy opens.
MOOOOOOM hope FCD has a safe trip and a good visit with his folks. Also happy bday to your mom and SIL.
Boo I need no special occasion to be sat upon by OYKW. Make of that what you will.
I have not made an appointment for the vaccine yet. I want to talk to my doc first and I have an appointment with her next week. I’m sure she’ll say go for it, but I value her opinion. I gots me a good one in her!
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Showered, dressed in appropriate attire, and about to venture forth. It’s below freezing out there - brrrrrrrrr!!
Our guv has prioritized health care workers, first responders, and nursing home residents at the top of the vaccine list. Teachers are close behind, because he wants to get schools open again. Dunno when the rest of us will be eligible, but as soon as I can, I’ll schedule our shots. Just hope my sweetie doesn’t bring anything home from COVIDLAND.
Not come across that pronunciation before- Wust-er-sher is how one sez it proper in Ingerland.
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Anyway, I’m glad to see America’s still there- I wasn’t 100% on that when I went to bed last night. Hoping 2gig didn’t get all involved and he’s OK, wasn’t he working in one of the bits that got scary?
I’m apparently supposed to be teaching online all next week, despite the fact that I don’t have a laptop which can access the college system because I’m not a teacher I was hoping I’d be able to finish early, seeing as most of what I’m doing is a complete and total waste of everyone’s time and I haven’t been given the equipment to deal with it, but no, I’ll have to literally finish the last class and get in the car to move out. I can’t wait until all this nonsense is done with. It’s not helping that the stoopit house rental place isn’t getting back to me, so I’m still not sure if I have somewhere to move in to.
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s been grey, foggy and very frosty out there so far today. Weather appy says “Clouds are fucking shady, man” and promises me -1C/30F to 0C/32F as its best offer today. Good thing I am not venturing outside at any point. Working all day, then a Rockfit session afterwards and an evening of sloth.
I got a letter yesterday for an out-patient appointment at the eye hospital, I’ve cancelled the last two so I suppose I’d better turn up for this one, but 9am on a Saturday, people? Why? Just, why?
I caught up on the news yesterday evening, looks grim here and over there too. I did see a very amusing clip about “Elizabeth, from Knoxville” complaining she’d been maced and pushed out of the Capitol building. When asked why, she seemed absolutely unable to grasp that “it’s a revolution” wasn’t quite the right answer…stupidity reigned, hopefully it’s back to some semblance of intelligent life today.
Oh well…'tis lunchtime, I should go and see what the cat wants…
Nut - I have it in the back of my mind that Tugig moved into a supervisory position and doesn’t go filming out in the world. But I could be wrong. It happens occasionally.
FCD just called from the North Carolina border. He seems to be making good time.
Same, girl, same. And I don’t feel all that much better this morning, either. The fact that these riots happened - that they were allowed to happen - is just so not okay that I’m at an utter loss for words.
I think I’m gonna have a quick catchup session this morning, since I don’t really know what the hell is going on outside these 4 walls, and then ignore the news - reality, really - the rest of the day. I expect to finish many additional lines on my cross-stitch project.
Oh, yeah, and the laundry I “saved” to do today. Guess I gotta actually get on that business.
It’s a sign that something that you taught them left an impression silenus. Most of us were lucky to have a teacher or two who did that for us (one of mine was my American History teacher in HS. We’re still FB friends).
Happy birthday GrandMoooooooooom!
I’m irking from home for half a day today and taking the other half off. I’ve been trying to limit my media exposure to keep from getting sidetracked. I’ll catch up this afternoon.
They didn’t have the chip reader on hand the day I got him, and every adoption event (where they’d read him for me) is on a day I work.
you all.
I was hoping I’d be able to finish early, seeing as most of what I’m doing is a complete and total waste of everyone’s time and I haven’t been given the equipment to deal with it, but no, I’ll have to literally finish the last class and get in the car to move out. I can’t wait until all this nonsense is done with. It’s not helping that the stoopit house rental place isn’t getting back to me, so I’m still not sure if I have somewhere to move in to.