An afternoon of doctors… I’m now the proud owner of my first set of bifocals; the glaucoma scare was as unfounded as my previously reported prostate concern; and my guts surgeon is happy that I’m losing weight again, although slowly. Getting old sucks.
Spaz, not only do we have to deal with Hyde County smoke here, but the Dismal Swamp is also burning now in Cottonfield County. So far, it’s on FedGov land, so none of the local departments have been paged.
{Grumbly} WTH is wrong with people anymore? {grumbly}
-Different note:
Oldest is with us for moving week and has brought over a girlfriend. They’re already trying to get her out of the house more. Like can she come over to my house one night?
No, she needs to help around here, and I only saw her one day last weekend.
Oh.
Half hour later-
Rinse, lather, repeat. Same questions, different wording.
I know being with your folks is a major drag, but we’re moving, and we need your help. Plus you’re sorely missed around here. Is a week going to kill you?
The two younger kids are like super helpers. We pack boxes each night, in the morning Jim loads them into the truck, and away we go to the new house. They then take the loin’s share of the boxes in the house, I no sooner turn around and one is right there to take another box. It’s the coolest thing ever.
Sister has the kids tonight though. She nearly didn’t get them though. Middle child informed me she didn’t want to be around her cousin (same age-6) because he was killing frogs, and she couldn’t bear it. He catches them and they die in the container. But she said he should just let them go, because he knows by now that they are going to die. She even went so far as to call him a murderer. I tried to reassure her that Aunty should have stopped him by now. I have my doubts about it though.
But here’s the real kicker-
On the way over there, (cause I had to take her because her son couldn’t wait the few hours it would take for my mom to stop and pick up middle child on her way home.) Little Guy is talking about how much he wants to stay too. Now Sister didn’t say anything about him staying, and I knew she didn’t want him either. I just told him he would have to ask when we got there.
So we get there and Sister walks up to the truck and tells middle child to get out. Little Guy asks Sister if he could stay, and she complains he stays up too late. He’s been in bed by ten all this week I tell her…
Then Middle Child pipes up from the back, “If he can’t stay, then I’m not either.”
I could only giggle at this after I left. I don’t know whether I should think it was sweet for her to not want her brother to be left out, or whether I should be worried about her becoming an extortionist.
So I lied. The Dismal Swamp fire is in Virginia for now, but if it crosses into NC, y’all might not see me for a while.
hi. meeting went. Dizzy. I uploaded some more kitten pics
Hugs to all
What got me was he asked (in a very lame attempt to be “PC”), “Do you have a religion?”
I sooooo wanted to say (with appropriate gestures–think Gandalf “you shall not pass!” move), “Ye, I worship ME!!! The dead goat is in the garage! Care to join me in my…ritual?” and then wink at him, but I lost my nerve. I told him I had an issue with evangelism (true). He told me to that the Bible says to spread the Word.
I said I found witnessing to be arrogant and presumptuous.
He then said I should read read Matthew something (didn’t take notes, can’t recall offhand).
I said, “there you go. You don’t know me. How dare you presume? I am familiar with the Bible passage.” (ok, so I wasn’t, but I bet I would have recognized it if he had started lecturing me, but I was sick of him by then.)
(door to door Bible student looked like he wanted to die–I felt sorry for him. I wanted to say to him, “go–use your brain. Think for yourself”)
Too funny! I am sure they are convinced you are burning in hell eventually.
I am tired of cleaning. I see no one came up with adequate excuses for me to call off. What are you all good for? I’ve decided on either a muscle spasm or a migraine. OR, #2 son could get sick at camp and I’d have to drive all the way to Michigan and go get him where he needed emergency surgery for a ruptured appendix. That would get me several days off… Problem with that is that knowing my luck, his appendix would then truly burst and the gig would be up.
Or maybe I’ll just 'splain to my boss why I need the day off.
A more aptly named place there isn’t.
It feels weird being home at 9 on a Wednesday night. Why do the Outer Banks have to be so far away? Why did Movie Night Hostess not get a job in a closer locale? Why does gas have to be so high.
Meh. I watched the Boris Karloff Frankenstein. The guy who played Dr. Frankenstein had two expressions: crazy and blank.
Maybe we all need to travel to Lunch to cheer him up? 
I did join the freecycle mailling list awhile ago, upon reflection. Problem is that for some reason my Yahoo! password isn’t working and it won’t let me retrieve is, the bastard.
The new people said they wouldn’t mind some furniture left behind. The only stuff I’m concerned about are two tables and three chairs. Oh, and the godforsaken thrice-damned dresser.
The Guy had a class to teach today so he promised we’d try again tomorrow since he has the entire day off. In the absence of an ax, I’m contemplating setting it on fire.
I know I’m a few days behind, but I love Two Lumps
gwhyrhdyntrhyvyllwer checking in. Tired. Had book group - fun.
Off to beddie bye.
Back tomorrow…
GT
HA! Little Guy fell asleep before her son did!
Middle Child wants to come home.
Sister is pissy because the room is messy and she ‘has’ to pick it up. So she’s imposing bans on her precious son’s room. My kids are officially banned.
Whelps, thats that the out of doors is for I suppose.
Whatev.
My Og. Why would anyone want to do something that horrible to a poor, helpless animal? :eek:
Ugh, no way I’m catching up on all of that. Had my first chiropractor appointment today, guy is a total quack, I won’t be going back. Going to the other guy in town instead. Hooray!
The ex-bf is coming into town tomorrow to get his hair did, and I’m finally going to get all my stuff out of his storage unit. Yay again!
Bedtime now, yay1
Morning all. Kinda busy here.
I read this as meaning you shouldn’t wear underwear AT ALL at the bar before 11pm! Commando-style is, ergo, acceptable!!!
Okay, back to the salt mines …
:wanders off singing, I owe, I owe, it’s off to work I go … :
Good morning all - up and caffeinating here. Three down, two to go. 
That’s all I’ve got … more later today!
I’m awake. Barely. And need to get myself off to work. Still got the Don Juannas.
But it’s Thursday, which means it’s almost Firday!!! Yay!!!
GT
There’s a lot of truth to that.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Just a quick driveby. We’re leavin’ in a few to go to brekkies before work. Yep, last night was an impromptu spend the night night.
Y’all have a good day!
Up, dizzy, off to work. Blergh.
Urgh. Long night.
Up, Nat’s had his first nap, a friend is coming over to get baby clothes around eleven, and I think I’ll bake today. It’s nice and cool and I’m STARVING. This seems to be a common thing.
ETA- I first typed it as ‘Bat’. Huh. :goes to check baby for wings:
At work … yeah, posting from work. Whoa.
Nice stuff in the crafts thread, btw–I’d be pretty much over my head (well over it!), unfortunately. I’m going to try to crochet a scarf, though. We’ll see what happens.
I am -so- glad that tomorrow is Firday!! OMG, when does Haze leave? Hope she has a safe trip!