OMG cute!!! Puppies!!!!!!!!!This morning Rascal became a daddy. 7 puppies for him to play with
Waiting for blood to be drawn. I'm a fainter. Lol. So I have to wait for the "special" chair.
"Are y'all gonna wash clothes soon," she asked my wife.
"Hadn't planned on it, why," replied my wife.
She held up a pair or two of her own pants. "I was wanting these washed."
My wife just shook her head no. "Nope, we're all caught up for a little bit. Sorry."
I grumbled under my breath when the sister had gone, "fuck you, I don't wash your clothes."
My wife chuckled.
"Not your husband either," I continued "If I was you'd be out of a husband," I concluded.
"Ben," my wife says quietly.
"I know, shut up hubbay," I said.
I will be so glad of December.
ROTF. It was one of those lay down chairs. You would have been safe. LOLChair, hell, I have to lie down, or I'll FALL down -- you shoulda seen this 5' nurse trying to support my 5'7" ungainly half-unconscious body!
Andria
Awe. that stinks.Little country store just down the hill from me burned last night.
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ROTF. It was one of those lay down chairs. You would have been safe. LOL
Yeah I have weenie veins too. Sucks. Had a nurse burst both veins on top of my hands trying to insert an iv. Had black lines up my arms from it. Hurt sooooooooo bad. Butterflys for me too.At least by now, the nurses at my Dr's office have learned that he is the only one capable of actually finding a usable vein on me, with one of those tiny "butterfly" syringes -- and that when some numbskull tries one of those "monoject" thingies on me and goes all the way thru my tiny veins, I am NOT quiet about it. Hematomas HURT.
Andria
Yeah I have weenie veins too. Sucks. Had a nurse burst both veins on top of my hands trying to insert an iv. Had black lines up my arms from it. Hurt sooooooooo bad. Butterflys for me too.
That's what ended up happening with me. The anesthesiologist does my iv's now. I've had so many of those hematoma thingies.I always request that the physician start the IV, and get my husband to stand in front of me glowering until they acquiesce to my demands. With his extreme resemblance to charles manson, they back up.. and go get the physician. I've had more half-trained idiots try to poke holes in me than I care to remember, and they ALWAYS leave me with a hematoma or two. When I was in labor, I thought my husband AND my obstetrician was going to brain the gal trying to start my IV, and finally the OB just grabbed it out of her hand: "Gimme that!" and started the IV himself.
Though I will say, in the ER for my appendix thing, the phlebotomist did an excellent job, which surprised the hell out of both of us.
Andria
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Dunno if you can see the resemblance, with all that beard.... It's mostly the eyes, but everytime I see Helter Skelter, I just think, Railsback's got NUTTIN on my ol man!
I call him "Willie Manson"... he's an eerie cross between Manson and Willie Nelson. And wears a cowboy hat anytime he leaves the house, which further underlines the Willie resemblance.
Andria
OMG I CAN see the resemblance. Even his nose is the same. wow.
Awe. I'm so happy for you Andria.Well, you've heard of the wolf in sheep's clothing? He's my sheep in wolf's clothing. Really wonderful guy... smart, kind, funny, terrific friend and husband for 30 yrs... but looks like hell on wheels.
Andria
Mr. Juicy should be home any minute - finally getting home after visiting dying cousin
Is the wench completely helpless? I taught my son to operate a washer and dryer when he was THIRTEEN! On the principle that anyone who was that adept at a Nintendo Sego Genesis Atari thingamajig could certainly handle a washing machine!
Andria
Oh, I suppose she probably is as it took her over a half hour to figure out how to make Ramen noodles. She couldn't get past it not mattering if she put the noodles in first, or waited until the water boiled. Finally, her husband broke down and told her there was no argument, she could do it however she wanted. Not sure that sunk in or not as she's yet to attempt making them again.
Been here three years. Every day we get asked, "what do you all want for supper tomorrow?" Every time we've told her real simple, "cooked and prepared food. Don't worry about us, if we don't like we won't eat it." Then, there are times she makes oh such a big deal out of it, she's letting my wife fix something the next day.
It doesn't take much to set her (my wife's sister off) off either. One evening I had sat down in the living area down at her mom & dad's. It was the only seat open. Unbeknownst to me she had been there prior to getting up to make up plates for her teenage sons. Well, instead of just asking me for her seat back, she gets all pissy and decides to come back up here to the house. Then, her husband had to drag out what had her upset.
One thing I not too. She's had years like us, working in food. She puts stuff in the fridge with with metal utensils in it. Allegedly too she's got a degree in business, accounting. What does she do? Volunteers as a greeter at the local hospital, volunteers not takes a paycheck. She had been working at a restaurant yet she chose to leave that as it interfered with her being home for her boys of an evening. But the hospital volunteering takes place of an evening as well, go figure.
Reckon you can see now why I'll be so happy to be moving out in December. That coupled with wife's BIL being such a douche at times, well there's lots more to it but no point airing all the laundry. Suffice it that being away from here will be a lot better for us.
Awe I'm sorry about his cousin but glad he's home.Mr. Juicy should be home any minute - finally getting home after visiting dying cousin
I'm glad you're getting a new place I know you've been wanting one for a long time.Oh, I suppose she probably is as it took her over a half hour to figure out how to make Ramen noodles. She couldn't get past it not mattering if she put the noodles in first, or waited until the water boiled. Finally, her husband broke down and told her there was no argument, she could do it however she wanted. Not sure that sunk in or not as she's yet to attempt making them again.
Been here three years. Every day we get asked, "what do you all want for supper tomorrow?" Every time we've told her real simple, "cooked and prepared food. Don't worry about us, if we don't like we won't eat it." Then, there are times she makes oh such a big deal out of it, she's letting my wife fix something the next day.
It doesn't take much to set her (my wife's sister off) off either. One evening I had sat down in the living area down at her mom & dad's. It was the only seat open. Unbeknownst to me she had been there prior to getting up to make up plates for her teenage sons. Well, instead of just asking me for her seat back, she gets all pissy and decides to come back up here to the house. Then, her husband had to drag out what had her upset.
One thing I not too. She's had years like us, working in food. She puts stuff in the fridge with with metal utensils in it. Allegedly too she's got a degree in business, accounting. What does she do? Volunteers as a greeter at the local hospital, volunteers not takes a paycheck. She had been working at a restaurant yet she chose to leave that as it interfered with her being home for her boys of an evening. But the hospital volunteering takes place of an evening as well, go figure.
Reckon you can see now why I'll be so happy to be moving out in December. That coupled with wife's BIL being such a douche at times, well there's lots more to it but no point airing all the laundry. Suffice it that being away from here will be a lot better for us.
But I don't have a job, mainly because I am simply incapable of dealing with human stupidity on a large scale and not becoming suicidally depressed and/or homicidal, and my husband would rather have a reasonably happy wife who cooks every night and manages to keep the bills paid, the household budget balanced (and a fair amount of debt paid down gradually), and the laundry under control, than have to keep me in therapy and Effexor on a regular basis. Works for me.
But you have your coffee maker back now?
This could be a two-pot morning...
But you have your coffee maker back now?
I hope your coffee maker held up well for his trip?
DAMN!Sadly no - he is surely worse for the wear
But, he did make a big difference for his cousin - who he is very close to and I understand his sense of obligation to her as the rest of her remaining relatives were dropping the ball left and right
She has been unresponsive since he left - doesn't look like she will last much longer
He had another TIA Monday before coming home and he does not look good at all
I'm getting him to a new neurologist next week
Well, I was diagnosed with chronic clinical depression long before meeting her sister. That is from the congenital medical issue I face, it requires being medicated and in therapy. In that sense, I am kind of a guinea pig. My DNA gets altered by medications. The first time was puberty when in mid to late twenties. Went off of one medication, had some back sliding, went back on but a different type and got altered DNA again. See, I was genuinely born a mutant. They keep trying to fit me into the 'normal box'. Us mutants scare them.
Do agree regarding stupidity, I have lots of trouble coping with stupidity. Think my wife rather I be a house hubby. She can then at least be sure I've not done something rash.
On a side note... was looking at a local sale paper and saw Sherpa Lined Crocs.
Yes, to wear with their checkered jammy bottoms while shoppingFancy footwear for the elite Walmart shopper?
Yes, to wear with their checkered jammy bottoms while shopping
Awe Lucy. ((((((hugs))))Sadly no - he is surely worse for the wear
But, he did make a big difference for his cousin - who he is very close to and I understand his sense of obligation to her as the rest of her remaining relatives were dropping the ball left and right
She has been unresponsive since he left - doesn't look like she will last much longer
He had another TIA Monday before coming home and he does not look good at all
I'm getting him to a new neurologist next week
with cheeks hanging over the sides of an electric cart?Complete with ass crack hanging out
Poor little electric carts just straining away.
They have the worst job in Wal Mart.
RATS! The doctor's office called about my cholesterol test. It's BAD again. I refuse to go back on lipitor. They are giving me 6 months to get it down. It's not 323 like last time, but it's close to 300. Guess I need to stop eating all the yummy food I've been eating. No more bacon and egg breakfasts for a while.
RATS! The doctor's office called about my cholesterol test. It's BAD again. I refuse to go back on lipitor. They are giving me 6 months to get it down. It's not 323 like last time, but it's close to 300. Guess I need to stop eating all the yummy food I've been eating. No more bacon and egg breakfasts for a while.
Yeah it was 323 last time they put me on Lipitor. I'll just eat oatmeal for breakfast every day like I started doing.You know Atcha - the threshold for cholesterol-lowering drugs used to be 300 - it was lowered to 200 at the request of BP - not doctors
Bacon won't bother it; pork has little IF ANY cholesterol -- but the eggs do contain a great deal. Maybe stick with egg whites?
I know this because eating cholesterol makes me deathly sick for 3-4 days -- but bacon and sausage never cause me any problems at all.
Andria
ETA: eat oatmeal and cheerios -- that fixed my high LDL/low HDL very nicely.