Here’s a link to the factory specs for his bike. Dry weight is just under 700 lbs but that’s before the fancy saddle bags, windshield, seat and backrests. Dry weight is what a bike straight off the factory floor weighs before fluids and doo-dads. And tool kit. And rain suit, first aid kit, a gallon of water and a towel.
He always carries a towel in his vehicles. If asked, he says its because his wife thinks its important that he always knows where his towel is while rolling his eyes.
What a brave kittah! The Best Cat in the World lived under the bed in the guest room for a few months before moving out to live under the loveseat in the living room. He stayed there for a month and then a switch flipped and he was a happy house cat who would sit in the middle of the room and vibrate because he was so happy to be inside.
So, actually, I wasn’t as clear as I should have been. I’m not doing this for her. Mom has always done all of that sort of thing for them. If they bought drugs with the rent money, they knew that mom would step in and bail them out. If they spent their food stamps on soda and chips, they knew that mom would buy food for her grandkids. I have smoked a whole bunch of weed in my attempt to not lose my mind over her enabling her adult daughters constant dependence on her.
I’ve warned her several times that she needs to think about what is going to happen to them when she is gone. They really do not know how to adult and the one with covid hasn’t ever worked long enough to collect social security and couldn’t stay married to any of her baby daddies (ten years) to be able to collect off their social security.
She’s going to be homeless within a year of Mom being gone. Second sister will be homeless in five. I don’t know about the other one, last I heard, she was actually working so maybe she will be OK.
I am doing this for Mom. She’s 22 years older than me and she gets confused easily. She also has problems hearing on the phone and sometimes forgets how to use it. If I don’t step in, which ever sister is having the meltdown makes her cry with confusion and frustration because she can remember being able to do these things.
It’s very frustrating but I also know that it will all be over in a few years and then I’ll block the sisters and wash my hands of all of that nonsense.
I do truly believe there is a lot of misdiagnosed mental illness doing on with a couple of them. Sis with the dogs is a typical hoarder. She rescues these dogs out of horrible situations and that is laudable.
But then she can’t/won’t re-home them because nobody will ever understand and care as much as she does…and ends up with enough dogs that the county steps in. This won’t be the first large check I’ve written to that rescue group.
When this is all over, I’ll tell mom how much I spent and she will do her best to remember to send me a check. If not…well that also isn’t the first critter rescue I’ve written large checks to and probably won’t be the last.
That sounds very productive!
Ex-government worker here. I can’t remember a first day that I was able to log into the system. I thought that learning how to call tech support was part of the official on-boarding procedure.
It was for union workers and their supporters. Thank you for showing up, every body is counted and counts.
I hope the money starts rolling in soon.
Dang about the auto-injector. Can you ask for a topical pain killer to use before shooting yourself? If you need someone to swear for you, just post what time here and I’m sure that all of use will be able to supply all of the words you couldn’t say.
So, I wanted to talk fushia plants with you. I’ve never been able to keep one alive in AZ, too hot and dry for them. I bought one a couple of weeks ago and the flowers are starting to open. I got excited and read up on them and learned that I might be able to put it out in the full morning sun as long as I kept it watered.
So, how long do you let your fushia get sun? How often do you water? Do you get heavy dew in the mornings?
Did you buy one this year? Cause if you didn’t, I’d love to buy one for you as a thanks for keeping them in my mind. I am really enjoying the one I now have.
Why, you silver tongued devil you!
While chatting with folks, I learned that there is a good cobbler in the area so I’m going to have him put some grommets in the sides of my walking shoes. They are very comfy and well made, they just get too hot after a while.
Yeah.
She’s in one of the homes in CA now. The ship discharged her to the hospital at the port who kept her overnight and then refused to keep her longer because all she needs now is nursing care.
So, its settled. Medicaid will pay to transport her to one of the places I found in her area and if she can’t find a friend to take care of the dogs, off they will go to get vetted and rehabbed themselves.
Oh, like sitting at a work cube. Boring, no matter how fast you are going.
I’m glad you had a nice shopping trip. The older I get, the pickier I am about my clothes which makes finding what I want more complicated than it should be.
Why are usable pockets in women’s clothing still so rare?
I feel the same way! Also agree with you, retirement was my calling all along.
I bought one of those for VBC and GG. She didn’t waste any time getting the treats. Poor GG never understood why we were hiding the good stuff to start with and certainly didn’t ever manage to get a treat.