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Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I hope that your friend recovers well godbod.

swampy, your tortilla - dumpling soup reminded me of my late sweetie’s granny. She was a 90-something west Tennessee farm woman and had read about it and tried it out. They weren’t as good as her dumplings, but they weren’t bad.

Have two stitches in my left shoulder where they took a lesion off this morning and sent it in for biopsy. I forgot to pick up prescriptions on the way back, so I suited up Nelson and took him with me. He was well behaved when I took him in Tar-jay, if a bit nervous about riding in the buggy (I took an old throw rug in with me to cushion the baby seat). He was made over by the pharmacist and the cashier as well as some of the other customers. We saw a cute little shih tzu coming in as we were leaving. The staycation is coming to an end and it’s back to irk tomorrow.

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Hello all! I decided to stop posting about my beer Advent calendar. My posts were sounding like the pretentious beer reviews that I loathe. Suffice it to say that I enjoy being surprised by a new beer each day until Christmas. So far none has been really good nor really bad but each was an appreciated treat.

In other news, Mrs. Morty put up the antique aluminum tree today. Think “Charlie Brown” tree, made out of aluminum confetti-like strips for “branches”. The 1950’s era lights with the rotating color wheel started making smoke. I replaced it with an LED Par from my light kit that does the exact same thing minus the fog effects. If she wants a fogger I could do that too but the fog juice stinks up the house.

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Whew - Poor Daughter had Parent-Conference-From-Hell, then had to stay after to calm down the teacher involved. She didn’t get home till nearly 6. SIL was starving, wanting to know if she sent him any food. Nope. So I threw some fries in the air fryer and made him a couple of grilled cheese sammiches. He’s getting his appetite back, and his temp stayed under 102 today, so that was good news.

Unfortunately, FCD left our bedroom door open and Taz peed on our comforter. It’s in the washer now. Damned cat. Like I didn’t do enough laundry today. But Daughter doesn’t have anything scheduled late for the next 2 days, and she’ll be a little late on Thurs. That brings us to Firday and our departure for a weekend at the ocean. Can’t wait!!

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Howdy Y’all! Sup has been et and the kitchen cleanded up. Succotash ended up bein’ the vegetative matter. I’m sure everyone was on pins and needles wonderin’ what our veggies du jour would be.

MOOOOOOM keep repeatin’ the fact that Firday is a non-babysit day. That way, no one will be surprised when you don’t babysit on Firday. Hope SIL can go back to his domicile in a day or two.

Oopsie glad you had a good time at your brunch. Any restaurant that serves cornbread as the table bread is first class in my book.

Mort I dislike pretentious beer snobs myself. I do not, however, consider your description of you Advent calendar beers to be pretentious. I drink a beer. It’s either yum or yuck. That is the extent of my beer reviews.

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In the logical division of labor for our household, I do not do laundry. Years ago I made some sorting errors that resulted in ruined and/or shrunken clothing.

The trade off is that my wife stayed out of my kitchen entirely. I shop for the groceries, prepare the meals and clean up after. She can cook, but she really does not like to. Once in a great while she will decide to make dinner.

It works for us.

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Happy Moonday

It was a cold 22 feels like 17 at the park this morning.
I stayed just over an hour, but my toes were cold and I had to leave. I didn’t wear toe warmers because my boots are lined and pretty warm. I’ll remember to put them on tomorrow. I’m glad I had my hand warmers.

I missed a few days at the park because I wasn’t feeling well.
Not sure what I had, but I was so tired and short of breath. I’m still coughing a lot.

I don’t know what is up with the dogs lately.
I wasn’t there Saturday and two dogs got into a fight. I’m not naming them because of the drama surrounding them. One got hurt and needed stitches.

Yesterday, Echo and Jackson got into a fight. She had a little blood on her chin. I got bit. It didn’t break the skin, but it hurt like hell because it was so cold out. I have two little toothmark bruises.

Today, two other dogs got into it. Two that are usually pretty good friends.
I think the cold weather has everybody friskier than usual, the play is a little more intense, and that can lead to issues.

Yesterday, the dad of the injured dog showed up looking for the mom/dad of the offending dog. He is pissed, which I somewhat understand, because his dog got hurt and needed stitches. On the other hand, it’s a dog park and shit happens. I don’t know him well, he’s fairly new, and he is not friendly with me.
Anyway, I only heard snippets of the conversation because, like I said, he hardly talks to me, and Echo and Jackson got into it and I was a bit distracted. I did hear little bits about how vicious the other dog is, and should have to wear a muzzle. The dog is a little prickly, but I would never call her vicious.
She goes after Ripple once in a while, and gets befuddled because he ignores her.

He asked everybody though if we knew how to get in touch with the offending dog mom/dad. I have their number, but I didn’t give it to him. I know their last name, but I wasn’t giving that to him either. I won’t give out info unless I clear it with the other person first.
What I did do, and I really don’t want to be in this, is I let the offending dog mom know he was looking for them. I just wanted to give her a head’s up, which the others said I should do.
Now she is upset, but I don’t know what to say to her, and I really want to stay out of it. I really like her, and she is a bit timid, and I didn’t want to see her blindsided by him. Hopefully by the time he sees her, he will have cooled off a bit.

Cerby has decided he likes sleeping on the bed. We need to have words.
He takes up more space than the other two put together. He likes to sleep on my feet. When I get up and come back to bed, he’s in my spot and refuses to move.
Ripple and Echo know that when I get into bed, they move out of my way. Ripple always looks like he’s saying, I was just keeping it warm for you.
Cerby has a problem with boundaries.

If he doesn’t stop barking though. He is obnoxious.

Adam has been treading on thin ice with me.
He’s finally stopped acting stupid about Cerby and is hanging in the house more. I got whacked with his claws because I was typing instead of paying attention to him. I also got good whack because I was eating chicken and didn’t offer him a piece.
I am happy he is back to normal. He’s coming to the back door again.
Sometimes he sinks his claws into the door and pulls it part way open and lets it slam to get our attention.
Other times he stands up and peaks in the window. Then he’ll stretch his claws up over his head and slowly sink out of sight. Like he’s drowning.

Ripple’s leg is healing, but it still looks awful. It must have been a cyst that burst, it’s a deep hole in his leg. The hole is deep enough to fit a pin ball. There’s no way he could have gotten an injury like that that I wouldn’t notice.

Echo was being a good girl, until she got into it with Jackson. They had bumped noses earlier, so I thought they were good, until they weren’t.

I’ve got my cards written up and ready to mail. I paid all my bills today, even the ones that weren’t due yet, so I don’t have to think about anything until after Christmas. I spent the afternoon looking for a bill from IRS that is due 12/31. I don’t lose stuff like that, but I did this time. I went out on the IRS website and looked for it there, and nothing.
That was a real pain too. I had to take a picture of my license, front and back. Then let them do a scan of my face to make sure it matched.
Well, the IRS knows where I live

Taters, I hope you get to take your time off.
Y’all should be glad I’m not allowed to talk about my job. Everybody here would be getting an earful everyday if I could.
I really liked it at one time. I don’t know if I am burnt out on work, or just life in general.

It’s one of the stressors in my life right now.
When I’m working, I stress because of two PITA clients.
When I don’t work, I stress about money and that I am missing too much time.
Now that I have to go to PT two times a week, I am stressing over how I am supposed to fit that in, along with irking, and taking my son back and forth. If I could get PT on a regular schedule, it would be easier. Irk used to be pretty flexible about the hours we irk. Now they want us to have a schedule and stick to it.
I think when the estate is settled, that will be big stress off of me.
I called the lawyer, and I was supposed to send an email. I’d better do that now.
If we ever get Cerby under control, that would be a big help as well.

My son needs to get his license, and he needs to get with me on this estate stuff. There is money he has to take this year and if he doesn’t get with me to figure it out, I’ll just make the decision for him and he can deal with it.

I’m supposed to be doing PT twice a day at home, and that is not irking out so well. My son tries to keep the dogs busy so they are not jumping on me. I really need some help with some of the stuff. It takes a lot longer than I thought it would too.

I’m sorry you are going through so much FCM. It makes what shit I have to deal with look like a walk in the park.

Glad your dog is feeling better Pulley.
I like your answer to your daughter.
And Ophelia too BooFae

Now, off to write the email.

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Woof, mucho texto.

Evening, everyone. Mondays, eh? Thank you all for the kind messages on my post this morning. It really means a lot to me. :heart:

Had some carbonara for dinner tonight. 'Twas good.

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I, too, scaled Mt. Laundry today, but have not yet summited. Wrapped and mailed a buncha packages, played with the cat, took my sweetie to lunch in a place that’s got the tables separated and has high ceilings

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Checking. In. Watching football. Dentist tomorrow. Tahred.

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Evening all. Completed my day of sloth and will try to do better tomorrow. Rain has finally slacked off and only a 50/50 chance tomorrow, so might make it outside a little longer than today. Need to convert my electric and water bills to direct-payment (still writing checks because I’m set in my ways, but made it one of my 2023 resolutions to let the bank do most of the work). Also bought a paperback book on Amazon to replace one that literally fell apart as I read it (in the book’s defense, it was nearly as old as I am–the list price new was .50 cents).

Butters, best of luck with the dentist; my appointment is 5 January, what a way to start a New Year.

Godbod, Moandays (the MMP calendar, mostly formulated by swampy IIRC, is Moanday, 2sday, Hump day, Thorsday, Firday,. Sattiday, and Sunday) is usually the busiest day of the week for the MMP, we tend to wear down as the week goes on unless something important occurs.

Sari, so much on your shoulders. Hopefully it will ease in a little while. Wish I was close enough to help out.

FCM, stay strong, but let nothing interfere with the break you and FCD got planned.

Morty, I kinda enjoyed the beer reviews, mostly for the creative names. Keep enjoying and if something special comes along (for good or ill), then let us know.

red, fingers crossed the biopsy is negative. Didn’t know Target allowed dogs inside.

Oopsie, soounds like a good time was had by all. Hope the dinner leads to a new friend, and you seem to like us ok,don’t you???

OK, after 10PM so need to do some reading and then head off to sleeply-bye land. All y’all take care.

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Early in our marriage I decided to be a nice guy and do the laundry. My wife is an RN. At the time her uniforms were white. Well… somehow a red towel ended up with the whites that I washed. All her uniforms ended up being some weird tie-died pink. She was not happy. From that point on we each did our own laundry.

Likewise, early in our marriage, I dared to complain about how she merely rinsed dishes instead of washing them. I now do all the dishes.

I once complained about how she cuts the lawn. Nope, I don’t cut the lawn. I bought her a spanky new lawnmower. :slight_smile:

FWIW, we share cooking duties pretty much equally, but I still do most the dishes.

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Currently, since I do not have an outside-the-home job, I do just about all the housework, but do ask for DH’s help on tasks where extra hands would help, he has relevant skills that I don’t, the task calls for physical strength I lack, etc.

We will be renegotiating that once I’m again employed (need to get busy applying).

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Hubs is a low carb, meat in every meal guy. I like veggies and bread. He shops and cooks, I eat what I want. He does make sure to fix sides I like. He can have the steak, I’ happy with the baked potato and lima beans.

I do have to laugh at Mr. I don’t care much for sweets, cause every time I bake something tasty, he eats most of it when I’m not looking. Dude, we live alone and I know the cats wouldn’t bother to reseal the lid after noshing.

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I cook, and do the laundry, and often mow. FCD will do anything I ask of him, but these days, I rarely do. He’s got enough dealing with family. He generally rinses and stacks the dishes so I can load the dishwasher. He’d also empty it if I asked, but he doesn’t know where everything goes, and I don’t fancy a scavenger hunt when I cook… He dusted the other day of his own accord! So I guess I’ll keep him a while longer.

Almost time to hit the shower and start my day. I’m thinking of taking my vacuum cleaner with me to attack their floors. Good times!

Happy Tuesday!

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 61 Amurrkin out with a DENSE FOG ADVISORY in effect until ten a.m. and a predicted high of 78 and mostly cloudy for the day. The big item on today’s agenda is Mount Laundry. I can hardly contain myself. We shall break fast for sup and have pancakes, snausages, and scrambled aigs. Haven’t done that in a long time so lookin’ forward to that.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

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Good morning everyone.

It’s currently 36 degrees and drippy outside due to the snow melting. I think the expected high is somewhere around 40 degrees, with a chance for rain towards this evening. The road surfaces look mainly clear, but there is still a good bit of snow on the dirt and grass.

I am effing prescient! Yesterday was BAD, very bad. The following two weeks will be a nightmare. That’s all I am going to say about it because it’s just really too much to type out.

I know that we all have our problems, small and large. When I read about everything the Fairy Chats are dealing with, I’m unsure how they are holding onto their sanity. I have immense respect for everything FCM and FCD are doing to take care of their family.

Early in my marriage, my husband decided to try and be nice and do laundry. He took a fuschia-colored blouse (hey, it was the 80s), and washed it with light clothing. You can all imagine the results. So, I did laundry and still do. Also, early in our marriage, my husband made the mistake of saying, “You should make this dish the way my Mom does”. My reply was if he wanted mama’s cooking, he could go to her house, and I would just cook for myself. He never said anything like that again. For most of our marriage, especially when he was an OTR driver, I did most of the household chores, including the yard work. The cooking, cleaning, shopping, yardwork, bill paying, etc. All of it, and he’d pitch in when he was around. After he started driving locally for his company, he took on the yardwork, but I often pitched in because I discovered he didn’t know the difference between weeds and flowers. I lost a lot of good plants. Also, he took forever to mow the lawn. I’m a one-and-done kind of person; knock the chore out and get it done! He’d take breaks between laps, and sometimes it took him two days to mow the lawn. Drove me nuts! So, I’d take over the lawnmower and get it done.

Now, he doesn’t work, but I still do. He does the majority of the grocery shopping and cooking. Somehow, I’m still taking care of the other chores, but he does try to pitch in and do the dishes every so often, as well as taking care of cooking up the chicken thighs for Polar.

I’m glad everyone’s pets seem to be on the mend. It’s always a bit scary, especially if the pet is in his or her senior years.

I have too much on the agenda today, my MPA signed out sick again yesterday, and I fully expect she will be sick today and probably tomorrow. Tomorrow, she is supposed to man the table at an event, but I can’t and won’t cover for her. I’ve got way too much on my plate now and can’t take this on too.

Well, onward with the day. I hope you all have an easy, peaceful day.

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My eldest son does the paleo thing and proclaims at every opportunity how he doesn’t eat carbs. Yet at gatherings, his plate is full of potato salad and other similar things. His wife once pointed out that she had made an entire plate of cut-up veggies just for him and he hadn’t touched them. His reply was an injured “My plate was full!” :laughing:

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I’m supposed to be working at my buddy’s shop again today, but I’m currently sitting in my truck locked out of the shop.

So starts the day.

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Morning all. Rain is around but not falling right now, but it’s clouded over and will remain that way for the next couple of days. The nice thing is some warmth is showing up, will get to 70F today and tomorrow, so heating bill will be lower, I hope.

Being a single gentleman, I do all the chores, surprisingly I do some (mowage) much more than less strenuous ones (vacuuming the house), but laundry and dishwashing (well, lputting stuff in and out of the dishwasher) are two that get done on a regular basis. Might consider getting cleaning help this year for the floors/tiles as that is a chore I don’t do enough.

May the wait be short, VanGo

As for laundry stories, long, long ago I washed my white u-wear in hot water with a blue sweatshirt and the lesson apparently took, never did that again (and now wear multi-color boxer-briefs-yeah, I know, TMI…). I do occasionally launder money, leaving various coins in my jeans pockets.

OK, onward into…let me see…ah, it’s 2sday, so onward into 2sday!!

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Oh, I did it. And it was absolutely, 100% worth the sleep challenges. So delicious. I seriously do not regret a thing.