@JaneDoe42, can you imagine how much havoc George could wreak if he were as big as this cat?
I’ve already talked myself out of it, I’m just going to have to get in the habit of trimming that claw back every day. I’ve already chased the vein all the way back to the joint, I’m not going to quick cut her at this point.
It’s cloudy and overcast here, probably won’t get over 60f today. The dishwasher has been unloaded and the yard flock has been tended. The Thrashers are thrilled to get suet mixed with mealworms and are eating a block a week. I haven’t seen any activity in their nest but they only occupy it 6 months a year.
The site to sign up for free COVID tests is up ad running, I’ve ordered 4. COVIDtest.gov for anyone who needs the addy.
Oh, man, I hate it when I do things like that and I tell myself all about my feelings. What sort of dumbass leaves the snow brush/scrapper inside the snow covered car instead of bringing it inside with her before the snow started, huh?!?
Wow @Seanette I am SO happy George isn’t that big. He’d be up on the pot shelves all the time. I’ve got plastic bottles lined up on the counter he was using to jump on the top of the fridge so he’s started jumping up the front of it. He kicked magnets off a couple of times and then figured out that if I heard them hit the floor I’d chase him off the fridge so now he jumps without touching the front. Jerkface kitten.
Afternoon all. Stopped by Target to check out the Consumer Celleluar phones, but there wasn’t a clerk in shouting distance and nothing had prices on it, so I left–maybe try another Target not far away. Then spent 2 hours at the Drs. office for a 4-minute consultation, they are going to raise the dosage on my BP medicine as mine is still high, so I’ll pick that up before going to my meeting at 6pm. Problem is I haven’t been sick (as in bedridden except for visits to the toilet) in 4-5 years and while I have minor aches now and then, nothing serious or really painful. So it’s hard to get me worried–but I’ll take my pills as instructed and see what my next physical (planned for the end of April) holds in store.
shoe, you just be you and stand up for yourself and we’ll be standing (in a virtual way) right beside you.
FCM, glad the billing was straightened out. My wash day looks like Sunday or next Monday, depending when the underwear drawer reaches empty.
VanGo, the plow pile was always the thing I hated about shoveling the most, when I used to live in wintry areas.
Ok, onward into the afternoon. All y’all take care.
Here’s the site to order your 4 free at-home Covid tests. The site opened a day early. Just ordered mine and it is very streamlined and easy, surprising from a govt project, hunh?
And the crap keeps on coming. We got a certified letter from the state comptroller wanting $16K. FCD took it to our accountant, since it was for the business, and we dissolved the business at the end of 2020. I foresee having to get a letter from a lawyer to straighten it all out. Like we need another stoopit expense.
On the plus side, Higgs is at the groomer and the laundry is done. Now, to straighter out an insurance issue with my dermatologist and BCBS. Always something…
{{Talky}} The universe better be saving something damn good for you soon. I mean, cookies are a start, I guess.
This afternoon’s class was actually pretty good- had a guest lecturer, on the one subset of the topic I’m actually interested in… It didn’t half highlight how much utter waffle is in the rest of the module though- she covered the same info in about 10 words that seriously took the guy running the course 5 minutes this morning.
Not only is most of the topic dull as hell, he’s one of those overly-earnest presenters who reads out every word, and explains the bleedin’ obvious to a near comedic degree. We’re already an hour behind schedule and it’s day 2 of 10. Annoyingly, he’s also someone I’m going to have to work with as part of my major project, being the resident expert in something I’ll be doing a bit of, so I have to try stay looking interested. I mean, he seems like a nice guy, just… 
BBBoo, much thanks, just ordered mine.
FCM, ah, bureaucrazy–gotta live with it, I guess.
Nut, used to remember briefers when I worked for the US Government who were the same way…just repeated exactly word-for-word what was on the slide. Surest way to lose your audience. Hang in there.
Had a snack about 2pm (frozen White Castles via microwave) so that should hold me until after the meeting at 6pm. Prescriptions are ready, I’ll pick them up before the meeting.
Onward!
Howdy Y’all! Laundry got laundered and sup got cooked and et. We broke fast around ten this mornin’ so were ready to sup at four o’ clock. Covid tests got ordered as well. Chillage now ensues.
{{{Talky}}} eat all the cookies you want. You deserve cookies.
Hope all the various feline woes are better soonest.
MOOOOOOM bureaucracy at it’s best. Also, glad FCD has heat and that BIL is doin’ better.
Nut you described the majority of my college professors and quite a few co-irkers I dealt with over the years.
shoe you keep standin’ up for yourself.
VanGo re the snow pile, better thee than me. I hates snow I does!
This dumbass. I specialize in dumbass.
Me, too. Gigantic big-ass over-learned brain over here sometimes still does the dumb-assitude.
And by “sometimes” I mean … well, pretty much every single day.
Glad your BIL is improving Mooooooooom.
{{{wordy}}} Things have to get better.
Yay for the irk news shoe!
Irked, came home, walked Nelson and et. Not a whole lot shakin’ at CasaRoja tonight.
I got an email from one of my former cow-orkers this morning telling me that one of our former coordinators had passed from Covid. TK wasn’t my favorite person, but damn, I didn’t wish that on him.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
FCD gave our accountant power of attorney to discuss this thing with the state. She has no idea what it’s about either - in the whole time the company was in business, we didn’t make enough to require that much withholding. So we’ll see how it plays out.
Higgs is home and clean. I’m about to assume the chillage position. Tomorrow, I have both kids all day - heaven help me!!!
I miss my dog. That is all.
Hugs to Higgs and all other beasties I’ve forgotten names of. Give every one of them some skritches from me.
Allie sends purrs, Misty sends coos.
Happy Toosday!
Kind of sort of.
No park today. I had to pick my son up from irk at 5am and there was just a bit more ice out there than I wanted to deal with.
Taking my son to irk was a real cluster f.
I told him repeatedly throughout the day to check the back sidewalk. He kept saying he shoveled it and it was dry.
HA!
The back yard gets just enough sun to melt the ice and then let it refreeze. Solid sheet of ice. I made him hold my arm the entire way to the truck. That was frozen solid and still needed to be cleaned off. Then he starts pushing snow off the roof and I said go get your irk stuff, the truck will heat up and then it will be easier to clean it off. I don’t know why he didn’t bring his irk stuff with him in the first place so he didn’t have to keep running back and forth to the house.
Of course, the parking pad is pure ICE!
I was trying to balance on one foot, I know better than to use the nerf bars in this weather, and get into the truck. Just as I was getting in, Ripple decided to jump in at the same time. He got his fat ass stuck between my knees and the dash, and I can’t move. He can’t go forward over the console, he refuses to move backwards, and I can’t reach the damn control to move the seat back.
My son finally was able to move the seat back and get Ripple unstuck.
I was a little pissed, my son should have been getting stuff done earlier.
I tell him all the time; the back yard will not clear itself.
There was no way I wanted to walk the back sidewalk when I got home. Fortunately, there were two parking spaces in front of my house.
Still a pain because I have to keep the dogs leashed to the house and they get so excited out front that they are hard to control. The front sidewalk had a huge patch of ice I had to walk across.
It was easier tonight, and it’s dry out front.
I hope I still have the spaces when I get back.
I did!
I think I overdid it yesterday. I feel like hell today.
I’m falling back into the I don’t want to eat anything, which is part of what put me into the hospital in the first place. I don’t know why I get this way sometimes, anybody who has ever seen me knows I am a woman who never met a meal she didn’t like. Every now and then though, I just can’t eat.
The only thing I want is barbeque potato chips. Something I normally don’t like.
I’m the same way. Eat what you feel like eating, and make sure you drink enough fluids. Thus endeth today’s nag.
No doubt. I still cry over The Best Cat in the World and he’s been gone for almost a year. Grief happens on it’s own schedule, not ours.
Nuts I’m a big fan of audio books cause I can listen to them while doing other stuffs. Some of the speakers are so amazing that I’d stare at them wide eyed with fascination while they read their grocery list. Others have actually managed to ruin books I used to love because of their lecture style.
You have my sympathy.
I was also happily surprised at how easy it was, but I’m not holding my breath that the tests will be delivered on a timely basis cause the Post Office is involved.
Today our carrier dropped a box on our doorstep that had been opened and instead of using tape or anything they just did the fold under the flap thing AND they opened a box that was inside of that box but didn’t see anything of interest so it went back into the box with the other things they didn’t want. The only thing taken was the set of tweezers I had ordered.
Thank goodness it was just the state. The IRS sent us one such letter and then seized ten grand out of our savings without giving us time to respond. We were not thrilled. We did get our money back, sans interest.
There are little dumbass moments and there are big ones. Leaving the snow removal tools somewhere where you have to battle snow is a big one. Even worse is when you put your snow brush in the passenger seat so you remember to take it inside with you and then forget it until you look out the door to your snow covered car. That’s my favorite one.
Napeed, watched some hockey, making Redneck stirfry for dinner.
With my hands
Better. Still coughing and sneexing, but my eyeballs don’t hurt.
Yay! {{{{shoe}}}}
{{{{VanGo}}}}
Today was a red letter day, y’all. (Two weeks in Louisiana and I’m “y’all”-in’ and “Miz”-in like obody’s business.) I took light rail from the allergy clinic in Seattle to the Amtrak station. It’s something I wouldn’t have/couldn’t have done before I got this contact lens. I’m ridiculously proud of myself. Add that to my Louisiana joy ride, and you can see why I get a little giddy.
While I was waiting in the King Street Station for my train, two cops came around with a dog they were training to sniff out drugs (I think). This’ll sound weird, but I got nostalgic. The drug dog made numerous forays into my classroom when I was teaching. Afterwards I’d tell kids to look before sitting and pass around paper towels: the dogs breathe hard through their noses and tend to drool. I used to go home and tell my own dogs, “Some dogs WORK for their kibble.” They’d blink and groan and go back to sleep.
Am I the only one who dreams about dogs they’ve loved and lost? In my dreams, they show up on my doorstep, and I’m SO happy to see them! Sometimes my childhood dog comes back, and I try to do the math to determine how old she is in dog years (406). Sometimes a lot of other dogs whose owners didn’t care enough about them also show up.
FCM, did FCD have a total knee replacement? I thought that was it, but he seems to be doing so much better so much faster than my sister that I’m thinking I must have misunderstood. P.S. Toby is 24"? Amazing boy!
shoe, you’ll make a kick-ass pit boss. And when you do, your days of not standing up for yourself will be over. Channeling Glinda the Good Witch: You had the power all along, my dear.
wordy, eat all the cookies. You deserve all good things, and Oreos are one of them.
{{{metalmouse}}} because you hug others but never ask for hugs for yourself.
Good on you for your trip. I’ve read that there are now dawgs being trained to sniff out COVID in schools.
Back when I was first transferred to Okinawa, I was pretty worried about smuggling in weed because it was NOT allowed in Japan or the military but I was young and dumb and thought I could get away with it. The dogs did alert on one of my suitcases (not the one with the weed) and I was totally mortified when the inspector reached in, pulled out the brand new, in the box vibrator I had and checked to see if it worked in front of a room full of people.