Howdy all. Checking in just cause. Have read all but retained little and don’t know how to use the quote thingy so Rosie’s sig to all.
Another day of sloth. Did dishes twice and that is the extent of my productivity. I’m lazy.
Had two night of normal sleep. Just took Mel and Ben so hoping for three nights.
Stay happy, safe and healthy everyone.
I did a bunch of tasks today, necessary but tedious. Tomorrow I have two writing activities and need to re-sort the cookbooks we’re not donating and get the stacks off the floor.
Well, GG is back to Bad Kitty tonight. Due to GG’s beer adventure, we rearranged and decluttered the hobby room and actually found empty floor and shelf room when we were done. Good GG for inspiring this.
There was a void that needed to be filled, so hubs has ordered an electric grain mill that he seems to think he will be using inside. He can be very silly at times. However, the mill and assorted paraphernalia will more than fill the available room while emptying the bank account. Bad GG!!!
He was using malt and hops extracts in the past but moved on to all whole grain when he bought that fancy electric pot. He has been having problems with the ground hops and malts because the grinds are not consistent even when ordering the same product from the same company. Owning his own mill will allow him to control this.
Of course he waited until I had about half my Margareta in me to tell me and try to convince me that he was doing this for me…cause I like watching the birds and was so entertained by watching the doves response to the barley that he choose to stay with whole grain beer instead of going back to extracts.
I am guilty of doing the math and that mill won’t last long enough to pay for the “free” barley.
At least it keeps him out of the bingo parlors.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.
Just finished a dentist appointment. One of my existing fillings broke so I have to come back.
Bummer
Tell me you’re not just figuring this out…
Woke at 4. Couldn’t fall back to sleep, It’s gonna be a long day. Daughter and the kids will be dining with us - she and FCD have a meeting at her school to discuss the mess that is their network and how to do it properly. What they have went up in dribs and drabs by different volunteers who may or may not have known anything. So fun ahead for them. Weather permitting, I’ll take the kids to the playground for a little while before supper. We shall see.
I need to decide what I’ll be making. I pulled some chickie out of the freezer last night thinking I’d do a chicken-n-rice dish. Or a pot pie. Or chickie and dumplins. Or a chicken version of shepherd’s pie. I don’t know, but definitely something with chicken.
My poor sweetie has been having terrible nights - he keeps dreaming that he killed his father. He’s been carrying all kinds of guilt that he couldn’t have done more, even tho he knows nothing could be done. I don’t know how to help him. I think he may need to talk with a grief counselor. Something. Poor guy.
On the plus side, we might see 60° today - a little fresh air and sunshine will be nice.
Happy Wednesday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 48 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 77 and N.O.S. for the day. We shall procure provisions today. Shrimpies shall be purchased, thus tonight’s sup will be shrimpies 'n grits and bacon wrapped spareguts. YUM!
MOOOOOOM it does seem like FCD would benefit from talkin’ with a grief counselor. I believe it would help reassure him that he did indeed do all he could do for his father. Havin’ a project such as the one at daughter’s school, could also help him as he would be busy doin’ sump’n not related to his father’s death, estate and so forth.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must purtify and don attire appropriate for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. This will be two days in a row. Why is life treatin’ me so mean!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
there are weird dreams after the passing of someone very close to you. it doesn’t get talked about too much, there are variations ranging from horrifying to quite lovely.
i guess the subconscious is catching up to the conscious.
The hospice people should have a list of grief counselors to give FCD. It is an expected part of hospice service. They probably will also contact the family at several preset intervals to touch base and check in on how the family is doing, like at one month and 3 months. Of course these contacts may be going to MIL and she’s reporting”fine, everything is fine”.
Give the hospice service a call~it’s part of the hospice philosophy and has already been paid for.
BBBoo - thanks - I kinda wondered if hospice would be the right contact.
So, we did 27k just in Smalls, there was a gas leak in Orange 32, right behind where I work:
PT Sup: “Want a paper mask for that?”
Me: “Like that’s gonna fucking help.”
We did not explode(or if we did at least there appears to be gin in this corner of Hell). There was a Sheriff’s deputy in a tac vest waiting around Package Car #208, I assume waiting for the loader to find a package of contraband, and in all the excitement, they forgot to assign loaders to 200 South. And to top it off, the company is laying off drivers(between the $5 billion in stock buybacks and the record profits, that’s gonna make awkward contract negotiations, considering that the contract is up on July 31st). I’m thinking gin and tonic for tonight. Or maybe in my Shredded Wheat. 
I third the grief counciller, Moooommmm!!!. Considering all FCD has been through(and continues to go through), it might help.
So it is not safe. 
Hope they can fix it without breaking any more.
and so much better for the environment! Win, Win.
B3 aka Boo What about posting a reminder note about taking the portable oxygen on either the steering wheel or the door that you go out to get to the car?
Thank you B3 and Swampy and Nellie and Doggio 
I didn’t realize.
FCD speaking with a Grief counselor sounds like a very good idea. Thankfully we have peeps like B3 to give good suggestions about how to contact one.
this gosh darn crazy weather. I’m happy it’s warming up; going up to 42* this afternoon. The problem is that we noticed some trees budding. It’s sure to freeze again and the foliage for this year will be lost.
Going to dinner at my fav Eye-talian restaurant with 4 women on the team that I’ve worked with in the last 4 years. One is retired, one left for a FT job, one moved, only one still at the employer but I’m very happy that she’s been promoted and no longer on the team. I’m not really on the team anymore either as I’m just ‘on call’ and ‘special projects’.
DH is taunting Boost Mobile’s chatbot about its inability to pass a Turing test. At least he’s in a better mood than he typically is this soon after getting up.
@Seanette and I spent the last several days of our honeymoon, in 1995, in a small town, called Jean, not very far southwest of Las Vegas. At the time, the town consisted of a prison, and two huge casino/hotel facilities. We stayed in a very huge, luxurious hotel room, bigger, I think, than any apartment in which we’ve lived, for $21/day. Even by 1995 standards, that was an outrageously good price, even for a more normal basic motel room.
At that time, I think it was not uncommon in smaller parts of Nevada to get deals like that; they hoped to profit, not from the hotel room itself, buy from people foolishly losing more than enough at the gambling to make up for what they weren’t paying for the underpriced hotel room. For one who’s not into gambling, there really wasn’t a lot of entertainment available, other than wandering through the casino section, watching all the suckers that were subsidizing our hotel room by way of their gambling losses.
I don’t know if any similar deals exist these days. Looking at more modern information about Jean, it appears that it has changed a great deal, with one of the two casino/hotels having been demolished, and the other not operating as such. It would surprise me if such a deal can’t be found somewhere else near Las Vegas. Gambling is big business, and the casinos, it seems to me, would still be very motivated to get suckers into their casinos losing money that way; and offering really cheap hotel rooms would be an obvious way to do this.
FIL spent his last days in hospice and the nice hospice folks really encouraged hubs to talk to a grief counselor. I know hubs also had problems sleeping for a few weeks after FIL was gone. It probably wouldn’t hurt your MIL to talk to someone too…
Today was bright and 30F while we were waiting for our produce boxes. It has warmed up to almost 50 now and we are looking at mid-60’s in the afternoon.
We got more pears but I’m not sure that I like them enough to try to cook with them, so I only kept a few and gave the rest to the LWT. We got a big bag of N.O.Ts which I’m boiling as we speak and will turn into mashed taters that will be frozen in meal sized servings. They also gave us a big bag of frozen chicken legs which is going to become chicky salad. The big surprise for the day was the large red bell peppers because this certainly is not the season for them. I’ll turn them into sweet fridge pickles tomorrow, hubs enjoys snacking on them.
We have been getting tons of Mountain Dew which always goes to LWT cause they drink that sort of thing. I looked at the best by date and it was early 2024 which I think is odd. I thought soft drinks were in high demand due to lack of bottles. But…I don’t usually buy soft drinks, so what do I know anyhow?
GG always loves my food processing days, he gets to sit on his high chair and watch everything. Once in a while, he’ll get a little treat but only after I have finished putting everything else away. He doesn’t sit there for the treats anyhow, he wants to know what’s going on. He is part of the family, after all!
Howdy Y’all! We procured provisions and then made the shrimpies ‘n grits and bacon wrapped spareguts for N.O.L. cause we were real hongry and this does not take long to make. So we have had our main feed of the day and another need to feed will be via forage. We have also accomplished nappage. I wouldn’t want y’all to worry the grumpy old men are not gettin’ enough sleep. Methinks 'tis time to day drink. I feel the need to fight off scurvy and malaria,so gin 'n tonic with a lime twist it shall be.
Back from my walk, showered, and back to irk.
I found my nixie clock kit I bought a couple/three years ago. There’s a guy on Nextdoor who says he can build it for me. (I don’t know electronics, and I’m afraid I’d misinterpret the stripes on the components.) I’ll have to make a case for it, once it’s together.
FCM, I think you’re so right about FCD talking to a grief counselor, and the recommendation about talking to the hospice folks is a great one.
Mom unit & I got back from the hospital today around 2 after spending around 4 hours there. The cancer is indeed growing again, and more aggressively than before. She went from a completely clean scan two weeks ago (well, “clean” meaning stable, not cancer-free) to a visible growth last week, which is terrifying. A bright spot is that they have another option for chemo she can try. They’re hoping to start her Friday, but we had to do more scans and more bloodwork today. Thank goodness she caught it and said something about it - after looking at her tests, her counts were already starting to fall, probably more from the cancer than the chemo (or at least so her oncologist says).
What tears me up is that she’s just getting her sense of taste back and was feeling otherwise pretty great, even put on some weight. Then - bam - everything falls apart.
Anyway, that’s the entirety of my day. Got back, am now checking work email so I’m not as buried tomorrow. Hope all is well with you Dopers.
I am SO sorry, what horrible news. You must be crushed. If there is anything I can do from across the country to help, I would be thrilled to do so.
I’m jumping on the grief counseling bandwagon for FCD Moooooom. I know that they contacted each of us a couple of times after Mom passed with resources local to us.
JtC, a lot of food banks won’t distribute donated candy or soft drinks. If your food program is receiving items from them, that’s likely why.
Hugs to you and your mom wordy.
Irked, came home, walked Nelson, and nuked supper. Then, I managed to spill a half bowl of very hot soup on my thigh. I put a cold wash cloth on it, then some mentholated aloe vera, but it still stings. This has been my week for kitchen type mishaps. Oy vey!
Stay safe and healthy y’all!