I would pay money for this. Have you thought about YouTube videos? 
Glad you got a quick appt. Your mouth is going to feel sooooo much better even before you crawl out of the endodontist’s chair. Be good to yourself when you get home. Your body and spirit have had a bad couple of days. Maybe Mooomm or Swampy can teletransport some comforting homemade soup to you. I’ll imagine you sipping on a hot toddy of your choice with your feet up and a good book in your lap. Nodding off is encouraged.
Here’s the scoop, from the horse’s mouth about the shingles vaccine. Get it if you’re eligible. Trust us, you do not want a single bout of shingles. Gives painful torment a new name. There used to be a less effective vaccine preceding Shingrix called Zostavax but it is not used anymore as Shingrix is vastly superior.
We have quit - FCD’s back won’t let him work as long as he used to and I can’t do much myself due to the size of the pieces - it’s a 2-people job. So we’ll work again tomorrow.
Meanwhile, 2 loads of laundry are done and stowed and the last load is in the dryer. Supper will be turkey-n-gravy, rice, and some sort of green matter. My lost package was delivered, and both gifts within have been wrapped in festive paper, awaiting transport to Daughter’s house.
FCD dropped his wedding ring under the seat in his car and he wasn’t able to find it. He was afraid he’d have to take it to the shop so they could remove the seat and retrieve it, but SIL found it, so yay! Apparently there are a lot of nooks and crannies beneath the seat, and the ring slipped into one, under some carpet. So huzzah for young eyes and bendable backs!
It’s a loverly afternoon, and tomorrow is supposed to be just as nice. Then the cold returns, dammit. Such is winter, I guess…
Huzzah 
indeed! My Civic swallows anything that slides down alongside or under the seats in the front. I give up on ever seeing again the coins or chapsticks. iPhones? I have a much younger and more flexible housemate who enjoys the chase and will dig it out for me. Rings would require a body shop visit I’m sure.
And some scumbag used our credit card account to charge $119 at Amazon. Thank goodness for my text notification of charges - I caught it almost immediately.
On the other hand, we use our credit card for everything, including some bills. So I get to change all those accounts. Dammit. I hope whoever it was gets mistletoe rash and they sit on a hunk of pointy holly! 
Gray and dreary day here in SoCal. No rain, which is direly needed. Just…gray. To fight the blues I felt creeping in I played music in the house for the first time since my wife passed.
Toussaint l’Overture. LOUD.
That’s the song I use to get pumped just before the kids come in the first day of school. Hard to sit still and mope when that is demanding that you move.
Hit the drive-thru down the street for breakfast: Chorizo & eggs. Breakfast of Champions.
Happy Sound Check Day!
I may hafta try this one; thanks for the link. The blues have been hard to beat lately.
The pot roast was excellent, by the way. Made a tasty lunch.
Dinner tonight will be tater skins, which are already in the oven. I shall add green onions & sour cream to dress up frozen food-in-a-box sufficiently to pretend it’s “real” food.
The day started off rainy, which turned into giant, fluffy snowflakes. Probably more of the same tomorrow.
Good thing they just opened that tunnel at irk! At least we’re out of the wind and rain. Still cold as shit, though.
The ratties got birdseed mix and some pasta tonight. They got barley groats last night - I gotta look for more, they loved the stuff.
While dinner heats up, I’m painting a few small boxes. Per a tradition I randomly started for myself a few years, I always paint the box I use for the Secret Santa exchange here - I was often re-using boxes with tons of old labels and stuff on their sides.
Since I have a few other packages to send out and I have toothbrushes covered in paint already (what, you don’t re-use old toothbrushes as disposable paintbrushes?) I figured I’d tart up the other packages, too. Still don’t know what the hell I can send to my dad, though.
Afternoon all. Soccer has been coached and refereed, pretty good turnout for the 8U and 10U group, only about 50% for the 12U. No soccer tomorrow, so can vegetate as required.
Rain stopped about 1pm but skies are still cloudy and gloomy.
FCM, your note made me check my credit cards…no issues but still a good idea to check them every few days, since I don’t get texts. And YAY for package showing up.
Herald, I had heard of the shingles shot for the past couple of years, but never bothered to get it until this year. Like BBBoo says, there was a previous one but not as effective it appears as the present one.
Now need to apply some tiny waves to a couple packages of Fettuchini Alfredo. All y’all take care.
nellie, ouches for the teeth, hope they could work you in today and do what they could to fix it.
I am back. He said the abscess is back, uglier than ever, and the pressure is what’s causing the pain. Unfortunately, he couldn’t do much about it. He injected some long-acting Novocaine, which has about worn off, put me back on antibiotics, and gave me some painkillers. I also have instructions to call him “day or night” if it gets worse. I’ll call him day if I have to, but I can’t imagine waking someone for a toothache, no matter how bad.
Since I was still numb, I walked from there to the pharmacy, the grocery store (for yogurt because antibiotics), and then home, for a total of 5 miles.
Boo, thank you so much for your kind advice. Since I’m going on hydrocodone, I’m going to have to forgo the toddy, but dammit, that sounds good. I’m going to get my pj’s on and binge-watch the Great British Baking Show, which always has me saying things like, “Why don’t I ever make macaroons any more?” and “I should try making bagels sometime.”
Dinner is going to be orzo in chicken broth because that’s what Mom used to make when we were hurting. Actually, she made pastina or acini di pepe, but I can’t find 'em around here. I usually stock up at the Italian grocery in Chicagoland, but I couldn’t go back last summer. Anyway, orzo it is.
Mooooom, yay for found wedding rings. How wonderful that FCD was so upset about it, he was going to take the car to the shop to find it.
Herald, listen to your Auntie Boo (She’s not old enough to be your aunt; it’s an honorary title.). I had the old shot and am getting the new one because shingles sound like hell, and that’s the last thing I–or you–need. Love the Santana tune! Hope you’re not feeling as blue.
Thanks to everyone for the good wishes.
{{{nellie}}} I hope that your tooth is doing better.
Mooooom, I lost my debit card in one of the nooks / crannies in a drive thru shortly after I bought it. Fortunately, I had cash on hand to pay at the window and was able to retrieve the card once I got home.
Got the laundry done and even folded some of it, picked up the protein and produce and, since the sun came out and dried things off, took Nelson to the dog park. He romped around with Murf, Hunter, Kaiser, Ollie, Jasmine and Bosco for about an hour. There was a kid about six or seven years old there when we went in. He didn’t belong to anyone on the small dog side. Come to find out, his grandmother dropped him there while she took a hike in the main part of the park. 
While that totally wasn’t cool, at least the kid knew how to approach a dog.
Popeye’s fixed supper. Now, time for chillage.
Howdy Y’all! A day of much laziness here at da cave. A nice neighbor from several houses down brought a package by that belongs to me that had been delivered to his house by FedEx. 
It was four shirts I had ordered and was supposed to have gotten yestiddy. But ya know, 202 and 220 look the same.
nellie glad you’re at least feelin’ better. Hope tooth gets fixed soonest.
As an added motivation, he wears my grandfather’s ring, engraved with my paternal grandparents’ wedding date, so it’s doubly special.
And on that note, I think it’s time to crawl under the covers. I’s tahred.
Just popped a chicken into the Instant Pot, destined to become soup. It’s that kind of weather. Recipe called for just adding salt, but I threw in some garlic and granulated onion, too. Granted, I probably won’t be consuming soup for a couple of hours, but it’s still faster than the stovetop could do it, and less need to monitor it.
Made some headway against the entropy vortex of my storage room (officially a second bedroom, but since we don’t need to use it as such, it’s storage), aka the Room of Doom. DH is Nyquiled out and apparently intends a sleep marathon. He could probably use it.
Had a minor scare while we had the bird out of the cage, when Allie rushed over to her (no contact, both the girls are fine). Misty’s only about 6-7 months old and probably doesn’t really understand about predators. Allie can’t be faulted for predatory instincts, since that’s a cat’s nature, but we’d thought she was a little clearer on the “no eating family members” thing. We decided to tuck Misty safely back into the cage until we’re both a little more alert to monitor them.
Hoping for more progress on the Room of Doom tomorrow, and planning both beef and pork roasts toward the coming week of dinners (yes, the Instant Pot is getting a good workout). Also have some chicken breast marinating, cooking method TBD.
Thai beef salad and a fresh (not fried) spring roll for dinner. Mrs. L.A. had a spring roll and crab rangoon.
I want to get Mrs. L.A. a hoodie fro Beach Cat Brewery for Christmas, but they didn’t have a turquoise one. I’ll try again Wednesday.
Take those antibiotics religiously-that will be what knocks back the infection enough that the rotor rooter dentist can get back in there and fix it for good. I just went through that less than two years ago-went in-infected needed to treat the infection first, went home and the pain stayed bad even though I was taking OTC ibuprofen at the highest dose. I didn’t call the dentist back even though the pain was bad because I didn’t want to bother him or seem like a drug-seeker. When I did go back in he was horrified that I hadn’t called him and asked for more pain relief, made me promise to never do that again. So they really, really do want you to call them. Do it early enough in the day that the Rx can be picked up at the pharmacy before it closes or it gets too dark to walk. I’ve had lots of surgeries and babies and I think dental pain is worse, please be gentle with yourself and know you are worth it. I think dentists get a bad rap, he sounds like a good one. They really do want to help with the pain-last time mine gave me his home number and his personal cell because he wanted to be sure he could be reached if it kept hurting.
I’m already in my pjs but that show sounds like a good one. I’ll have to check it out. Heads over to Netflix…Happiness! 3 years worth to binge through. Bookmarked it. Going to watch the episode with the Derry girls first, that show was a favorite of mine to watch with my son before he moved to San Antonio.
True, BBBoo is not old enough to be your aunt. I’m old enough to be your great aunt.
I just had to go look them up. Cute stuff and they have fun Beach Cat Brewing face masks on their website.
Ex-chicken has been retrieved from the Instant Pot and needs to cool before disassembly. The broth may need to have some excess fat removed, too (must remember to trim the chicken fat next time). Smells good, though.
Champion whats? 
Sure she is. I’ve known at least one aunt who was younger than a couple of her nieces/nephews.
I doubt it.
Evening all. Fettuchini has been assimilated and a couple of lists have been prepared. Tomorrow I face the great refrigerator cleaning, hope I’m up for it…
nellie, just echoing what BBBoo said; take the meds and don’t be in pain if you don’t have to.
nettie, until later in the paragraph I was wondering who Allie was–glad both avian and feline are fine.
red, you guys were more compassionate than I would be; the cops easily could have got here for child endangerment IMHO.
OK, a few more spider solitare games and off to bed. Catch all y’all on Sunday.
I hate to whine, but day-um, the painkillers aren’t making much of an impact. That is, they’re making me loopy, but the pain is still in living color. I did take the two antibiotic gel caps as directed, and it’s almost time to take another one. I’d mainline 'em if it’d get me out of this. (Are there YouTube videos on how to mainline? Otherwise, I’d probably inject a nostril.)
Boo, The Great British Baking Show is wonderful. The contestants are kind and help each other out in a pinch, unlike the cutthroat competitions on US TV. Just put in a goodly supply of flour, yeast, caster sugar, etc., because you’ll find yourself saying things like, “Why haven’t I made bagels?” and “I bet I could do a mirror glaze if I wanted to.”
I usually refer to the cat as the Princess, but her actual name is Allie. I did post in the Pet Pictures thread if you want to see her or Misty. 