That had me laughing out loud.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.
Pervert dog(must be related to Gordie)
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 31 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 66 and N.O.S. I am up earlier than I have been lately, but went to bed around nine last night and pulled an all nighter, so I feel well rested. Today we shall procure provisions. I shall also betake myself over to the church house to deal with some church janitor JW duties. This time next week I shall not be doin’ so. Sup shall be leftovers from yestiddy with the addition of roasted baby carrots and baby lima beans cause we need veggies.
Nellie go you! Childhood and adulthood pets do show up in my dreams from time to time.
Nameless too funny! A prevert dawg!
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas, and bother of bothers, I suppose I must needs purtify and don appropriate bein’ amongst the public attire. Woe is me!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Oh did i mention the nice error I did a while back? my aunt/cousin has a qvc card … and we used it for Christmas so I went to pay the min payment and somehow either switched it off or it was already on the balance payment … and I didn’t even notice it … which was bad because if I had they would of just not finished the payment and it would of “fell off” . but I didn’t notice until the payment posted to the tune of 2 k … aunt was in no way amused … luckily we had it in the house down payment fund …
The only other thing of note is last summer aunt decided to clean out one of her sheds n the backyard…took forever and guess what? she doesn’t like the plastic tubs sitting out on the patio and so back in the shed they need to go but she told relatives they could use the empty shed and they just threw bags of stuff in it … and its a mess
I’m glad everyone’s surviving after last weeks ickiness
and as someone with cerebral palsy, something always hurts somewhere …I’ve taken so much pain medicine over the years they get worried about my liver … especially with the cold … i moved to the desert because of the warm winters but we get about 6 weeks or so of cold or rain or both …and one day it’s gonna kill me …
You need an attached garage - those things are great! 
Sorry - had to snark there. But when we were house hunting way back in 2004, I told FCD my absolute requirement was an attached 2-car garage that would be used for cars. We had houses with garages most of our married life, and only once did a car stay inside, and that’s when we had a 1-car garage that was home to someone’s 'Vette. So, yeah, attached garages are great!
Yep, both of them. One in Sept, the other in Jan. And this is after his spinal surgery last April and before his impending dental surgery… My poor sweetie…
I don’t recall dreaming of past pets, but we never really had any as kids. But I have dreamed of long-dead people being alive again. Among other things - then again if you pay attention, you know I have weird dreams.
Like last night - I remember snippets that include my daughter and a friend when they were around 8 years old playing in the bathtub together (they’re both mid-30s, so definitely weird.) At the same time, I was walking around in a city listening to an audio book about cooking turkeys. Yeah, weird…
In about an hour, I’ll be bringing Roxy and Tobias back with me for the day. I’m not sure how I’ll juggle the two of them - Roxy demands my attention, but her brother often needs my attention. I’m sure I’ll work something out. Last resort is using TV or tablet to distract her.
Then after their mom reclaims them, I’ll be making a trash and recycling run - I’ve got 3 full bags of recycling and two big bags of garbage. Today is the last not-horrible weather day for about a week - it might actually get near 50! Bottom line - busy day.
Happy Wednesday!
Good morning everyone.
It’s 35 degrees, cloudy and there is an expected high of around 50 degrees. The rain moves in this afternoon.
My little Adam had to take a trip to the ER last night. He was apparently attempting to climb his sister’s bookcase (strapped to the wall and only 36 inches high) and somehow fell back and injured his leg or foot. He couldn’t bear weight on it and cried. He was literally on the bottom shelf when this happened too. At any rate, they are treating the injury like a fracture and the kids need to make an appointment with an orthopedic specialist today. Man, I knew that kid was going to be visiting the ER because he’s totally fearless and into everything, just didn’t think it would be this early. I’ll hear more today, I’m sure. My daughter told me last night about the injury and that my son-in-law and Adam were at the ER. Late last night she sent a pic of Adam in his bed and told me what the ER had said.
I still miss all of my dogs, Paint. I don’t think we ever stop missing them, although the deep sorrow becomes a well-polished melancholy feeling. Brandi has been gone a little over a year and I still “see” her on her bed and in front of the couch staring intently at me when I had food. Cap’n, has been gone since 2009 and I still hear his moans and talking when he was unhappy with us or when he was playing with us. The same goes for my childhood dogs. I dreamed about Cap’n, Brandi, and Polar the other night. Polar is still with us, of course, but I found it odd. The dream itself was pleasant though.
Another incredibly busy workday awaits me, but I will get through it.
FCM, the letter you received would definitely scare the pants off me. Jeebus!
I send hugs to all those that need them.
We’ve got a pool for when Roxy has her first ER visit for similar reasons. I try not to hover when she’s climbing at the playground, but it’s hard…
Home with both. Roxy is playing with her “computer” - a learning toy my sister gave her - while watching Paw Patrol. Toby is snoozing since he was fed just before they left home. FCD is still abed.
I managed to get the dishes into the dishwasher and I added a bog of pellets to the stove. Just over 7 hours till their mama reclaims them. But who’s counting??
Heading over to my daughter’s to Grandma sit my 7mo grandson Sorenson. His daycare closed today because Covid has caused a staff shortage. Less than 24 hour notice. Our medical system has moved into a Crisis Standard of Care and public schools for older kids are closed the next 4 Fridays because of staff shortages.
It’s good to be needed but we are in scary, scary times. Harriet, his 4yo sister, goes to a different preschool and so far Is staying in session.
ETA: Emily just called before I got out the door. Sorenson has a temperature and they are searching around town for a Covid test for him and until that comes back they will be a household in quarantine, including from Grandma. Last time finding a test and getting results took 3-4 days and it has gotten worse here since that. The poor dears~last week my beloved son-in-law’s last grandparent was killed instantly in a head on highway accident and they had just sent back to Montana the family members who came to the open-air close family only graveside service. A memorial service will be held when Covid allows.
I wish I could hug them all. All of you Mumpers too, including skritches to all adored pets. {{{{{{ mumpers }}}}}}}
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s 8C/46F here today, windy out there and it rained earlier but it seems to have dried up now.
{{{{{mumpers}}}}} looks like everyone could do with a hug today. Hope all the sickies are feeling better, the kids and grandkids are doing ok, and those who need tests can get one.
From what I’ve heard today, Bojo the Fridge Fancier has decided we don’t have Covid here any longer so we can drop pretty much all the restrictions we had, and act as though nothing ever happened. Somehow I doubt that’s going to go down well with some sectors, although there are a lot of people who act like that anyway so they won’t be remotely bothered. I’ll hang on to that mask, thank you very much…
Morning all. Pills have been taken and newspaper rescued from the driveway. It’s due to rain this afternoon, but just cloudy right now and already 50F. Planning on getting dressed here in a bit and visiting some of the gyms in the area (we have 6-8 fitness places within 4-5 miles of my house) to get information and costs, don’t know if I’ll join any of them, but with all the competition I suspect the prices will be fairly low.
Got the last two monthly bills on-line taken care of, so my budget should be stagnant now until the end of the month. Somehow I managed to get all the income and outgo to show up by the 20th of each month, so the last 10 days I can look if I’m over my planned amount and decide what to do with it (not much, it ain’t a lot).
I don’t think anyone forgets their pets, be they numerous or few. At least not anyone I would care to associate with.
FCM, good luck for the next 6 hours or so…
Taters, hope it’s not a break, but kids do break things or find other ways to scare parents to death.
nellie, glad you are back home after your trip.
Sari, between pets and son, it’s a wonder you stay as calm as you do…
OK, onward into the morning. All ya’ll take care.
Back in 2003, when the wife and I were still courting, we would meet for wild weekends in cities beginning with the letter S. After one such weekend, we were leaving Salt Lake City when TSA got curious about a number of items in my carry-on. Ever try to describe the purpose/function of a vibrator to Mormon cops? At least the bystanders found it amusing.
Another short day. But extra nappage.
TSA searched my checked baggage on the flight back from Vegas in 2009. Luckily all I had in mine was 4 purses, 50 pick shaped bottle openers and 3 stolen In and Out trays.
How is it Wednesday already?
Working lots, plus trying to stuff put away from our trip to the states. Slow going, but glad of the treats.
We’ve been told that we will have mandatory home office until the end of February, and we no longer need to get tested when returning to Switzerland. So maybe we might go to a neighboring country for a concert. Will wait another week to decide. Who knows what may happen until then.
Weather’s been sunny and hanging around the freezing point. Sort of boring, after the big snow we had in the PNW. Might get a little white stuff tomorrow morning, but we’re home anyway, so it doesn’t matter much.
Now, time to relax on the couch and work on my scotch tasting skills. Need to work on that. 
Hello. Firstoff hugs for VanGo. I still miss my precious sweet last dog Louie something fierce and blame myself for feeding him the wrong foods as he died from pancreatitis.
Let me tell y’all about my day yesterday. Still crippled. I got up and hobbled out to the laundry room amd started a load of towels. I switched them into the dryer and started a small load of clothes. I had a dentist appt at 130. My neighbor drove me cause I can’t feel the pedals with the boot on. Since I hadn’t been in a couple years it was a long appt with X-rays and the whole bit. She stopped at the booze store on the way back and I paid for her bottle too.
I sit around and drink a few of those seltzer drinks and ate a piece of chocolate medicinal candy. I remembered the laundry I needed to switch so I staggered out to the laundry room and grabbed the load of towels in my arms since my clothes basket is being used for other moving purposes. I come back in and threw the towels into the recliner and in doing so threw myself to the floor. I am OK except I twisted my foot with the boot. Oh Lord. It hurt. So now sore foot is doubly sore and any progress has been lost. I immediately iced it. Took pills and decided to go to bed.
I have been sleeping in the boot so I tried to take my jeans off over the boot and the jeans got stuck over the foot. I could neither pull them up or off the boot. Now I have to decide WTH I’m going to do as as far getting the jeans off and I can’t even take the boot off as the straps are under the jeans. I hobbled, while carrying the rest of pants, to find the scissors. I tried cutting and these scissors wouldn’t even begin to cut. So back to the kitchen for a knife and of course, all my big sharp knives are packed away. I got a small knife and it was so dull I wound having to saw the jeans off. This whole thing took well over an hour. It was not at all funny and I realize how ridiculous it sounds now.
Today was maid day and I was still abed when she and the dog walking neighbor showed up. I hobbled into the living room while the maid did the bedroom and then back to the bedroom to get out of her way. I called the Drs. Office to inquire about the MRI and the MRI tech is out with a family emergency until next week. I just want to scream.
I ordered a knee scooter that I didn’t want to buy but should have bought a month ago. It won’t be here until Saturday and my neighbor said she will help me put it together.
My son and his friend are still frantically searching for a house on the Space Coast and at this point I agree I need to be there so they can help me. I just signed an offer on one that is 3/2 but just a tad over 1000 sq feet but with a large fenced yard. I am not holding my breath because the last one in that area went for 30K over my offer and my offer was over asking. In the meantime they have found me a rental house that I can get for only a six month lease and it’s expensive but has a fenced yard. One way or another I will be moving in as few as ten days I hope. Then I’ll have to find another foot doctor as I’m not hanging around waiting on this one. I still just want to scream or cry.
I do dream about past pets. I find it reassuring.
I am keeping all appendages crossed that he is COVID free. {{{hugs}}}
I need to up my name calling game. Well done.
The scooters are wonderful. Very helpful. I recommend adding a bicycle basket and a cup holder to the front, they really help. I occasionally even put my dog in the basket and felt like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz.
MetalMouse has reminded me that I must pay bills today. Other than that I might have another crazy day of sleeping a lot.
Take care everyone.
This has been a weird phone day. I never heard from the orthopedic clinic, so I called today. They said they never got the MRI report. Called GP’s office, and they said they sent it. Called ortho clinic again. They said, “Oops! We lost it!” Right after GP’s office said they’d send it again, ortho place called and said they found it. 
Then they said I owed money from 5 years ago. I always pay bills as soon as I get them, and if I WERE someone who shrugged off delinquencies, wouldn’t they have sent more bills and such? Anyway, paid that. I have an appointment tomorrow! Yay! But…the doctor likes patients to bring a CD with their MRI on it, even though they already have the report. I’m guessing I’m going to have to get it from the hospital.
So tomorrow I have PT at 11:00, the “get acquainted” appointment at the local allergy clinic at 2:30, and the ortho appointment at 4:30. The party never ends here, folks! 
Who’s bringing the buffalo wings?
My daughter texted me that two people in her office got COVID (They’re all vaxxed.), so she’s working from home starting today. I know she hates working from home–She needs that line between home and work–but am glad her bosses made the right call.
Boo, crossing fingers and hoping hard that Baby Sorenson doesn’t have COVID. He and Harriet NEEEEEED their Gramma Boo, so the sooner you can safely go over, I know you will.
Well, *#@$%! It’s scary how thin the medical field is these days. You have good reason to scream. Maybe it’s time to bring back Primal Scream Therapy.
Everyone I know who’s had one has said they’re fantastic. Sure beats hobbling and/or crutches. Hope it’s easy to put together.
You lead an interesting life, my friend.
You’re lucky they didn’t find the dope. When I deployed to Japan, we entered the country at Iwakuni at the military airport. They had an “amnesty box” and the Marines told everyone that if they had contraband to put it in the box or face the consequences if it was found. One idiot believed them, walked up and dropped a baggie in the box, and the Marines promptly arrested him. He was turned over to the Japanese police, who take that shit very seriously. He spent the next six months wondering if he was going to end up in a Japanese prison, but in the end a judge told him that he was to apologize to the Japanese people, leave the country and never return. He got off easy.
The chemo port has successfully been installed in overlymom’s chest. I took her home, made sure she ate and hung out with her until the opioids they gave her wore off. Tomorrow is the Big Day.
Overlyboy is scheduled for surgery mid-March. Just enough time for us to sit around and think about it way too much (and go to my dad’s memorial service), and soon enough that he will (hopefully, mercifully) be able to finish finals and have a delightful summer. Not many people can say they grew two inches in a span of three hours.
I just got home and shoveled a BLT minus the T into my face. It was delicious. Now to work some more.
This made me weepy. Thanks, all y’all, for the good faith.