Fuming at a local frozen yogurt place. Yeah, I get that in that location, parking’s a [bleep]. That still doesn’t excuse STAFF smugly staying camped in the bus loading zone WITH A BUS COMING THAT SOMEONE IS OBVIOUSLY WAITING FOR. Missed that one, had to wait almost half an hour for another going my way, and the idiots parking in the “no parking” zone (apparently staff, since they were carrying equipment and supplies into a business that’s been there for years) basically took a “too bad” attitude about the fact that a bus had to pass up a would-be passenger because there was no place for the bus to safely stop to pick up.
I even created a Yelp account specifically to give these jerks a very negative review for staff attitude.
Or whomever designed those laptops (I’ve never seen one, it’s always the trifoil) didn’t understand the reason why it’s done that way. If understanding what you do was an actual job requirement, there’s millions of auditors and designers who wouldn’t be able to do anything more complex than panhandle by the mis-spelled-sign method.
Fuck Gov. Christie of NJ. He’s scheduled the senate election for Weds. I was almost ready to turn up at the polls on Tuesday. And Fuck Steve Lonergan who is running for senator on the Republican side to replace Lautenberg the altercocker who dropped dead and started this whole mess because he was too old to run in the first place. Lonergan is a complete Tea Party lunatic who approves of the government shut down. Fucking crazy right wing asshole. I’m voting for Booker but I didn’t vote for him in the primary. He’s a publicity hound and he’s about as appealing as cold soup.
Good advice. I’m not afraid of him, that would be really silly. He reminded me of a half grown St. Bernard. He just baffles me, but most toddlers do.
Yesterday he asked if he could help me walk Buttercup and I told him yes. This morning, he was sitting on the porch, waiting for us. Buttercup got big hugs, I got big hugs and his mom seemed pretty happy with the idea of us all going for a walk, so off we went to the dog park.
The kid is a tireless ball throwing machine, and Buttercup is a tireless ball fetching machine. I think this is going to work out very well.
It probably will work out well. Greyhounds need to run, and Buttercup won’t care if the kid can’t solve quadratic equations, as long as he’s willing to love on her and throw a ball. And the kid gets the love of a dog, which is very satisfying.
I don’t feel well. Haven’t for a couple of days. At first I put it down to being that time of the month, because of the cramps and achiness. But now I’m pretty sure it’s more than that. I just plain feel icky. Achy and run-down. Bleah.
I’m really annoyed at my smart phone. If its so smart, why does it keep freezing up when I’m here?
Ticking me off, it is!!!
Karen bought some new shampoo for the garbage can idiot cat and he smells so good. He is also itching, so we are going to give him another bath when we get home.
I’d had a Sears credit card for years - it was one of the first pieces of plastic I acquired when I as just starting out. Then, about 20 years ago, with no warning, they sent me a Sears Visa that was to replace my old Sears-only card.
Well, I didn’t want a Visa card - I already had one and one was enough, Thank you very much. When I called to say I didn’t want the Visa, and was perfectly happy with a Sears-only card, I was told that they were converting everyone (which turned out to be a lie) to Sears Visas. So I cancelled my account, and I don’t think I’ve bought anything from Sears since.
The signs say “Don’t park on the grass”. Yes, I get that on Sundays when the games are going, there isn’t much left in the way of parking, so putting a couple wheels on the grass? I get it. Driving across the grass to park next to legally parked cars, because it’s 40 feet closer? No.
And you folks who came from no more than 3 miles away, who come every Sunday and know that there isn’t much parking, and bring your gawdam motor homes - what’s up with that?
Smokey cat stopped eating Friday morning, so we knew it was time. Took him to the vet and said goodbye and cuddled him while the vet administered the injections.
18 years was a good life for any cat, especially one that was a semi-feral kitten rescue, but no matter how long, it never seems long enough.
flatlined, you made me smile with tears in my eyes. Enjoy your new friend. They can be so damn lovely and loving. Take him a photo of Buttercup for his very own.
One of my program dogs was pulled from adoptables today. He’s one of the sweetest dogs. Only about 15 months old. Super happy when he’s with us; super well behaved. Sadly, he’s been at the shelter too long. He’s beginning to exhibit the classic signs of kennel stress and is not thriving. He’s lost weight; he’s pacing; he’s developing some barrier aggression. He can no longer be paired up with another dog and the shelter is full. It’s a city shelter and there just aren’t a lot of options. My parent organization’s foster homes are all full at the moment, so pulling him isn’t an option.
All he needed was a home and a person to love him and take him on walks. I know it’s not my fault. Being part of my program probably gave him more of a chance than he would have had otherwise but still, why does it feel like I failed him?
My two pieces have always come apart VERY easily… So, yes, I have traveled with (inadvertently) one piece and not the other. Not like tires in a car, unless your tires fall off regularly.
Thanks for the likely explanation, though…cheaper production.
Went into labour Monday night, 30 September. Got sent home. Spent all day Tuesday and Wednesday in labour. Went in Wednesday night. Sent home. Thursday, went in for a check up. Stayed the night, as my water broke in the waiting room.
Two epidurals (first one leaked or wasn’t put in correctly) later, at 4:25 in the morning, had the episiotomy.
One big baby.
Two nights later, still (thankfully) in hospital on the national health, I give birth to a healthy, nearly complete, amniotic sac.
Congrats! You’re going to have an awesome “parental guilt trip” story for her someday… “And I was in labor for a whole week with you, and you can’t even be bothered to (blah blah blah).”
Runestar, I had to put a cat down this summer because it was time, and you have my deepest sympathies. You think Okay, I know this needs to be done, I’m being a responsible, loving human and he’ll be better off, and then you’re sobbing in the vet’s office and suddenly your whole life has changed. You and your family are in my thoughts.
MickNick, congrats! How big was the baby? I ask these questions because the idea of squeezing something that big out of my nethers keeps me paying attention to birth control. Babies are awesome, as long as they came out of somebody else.
Cheers- she was 8.2 lbs. More now. I think I will leave future birthing to others.
Re: birth control, here it’s one of the first things they ask you if you’ve considered after having the baby. I said I was still considering if I was ever going to let my husband touch me again.
This makes me happy.
