I can represent the distaff Steve Bannon look. :~)Quote:
Originally Posted by rosarugosa
Disheveled, with layers.
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I can represent the distaff Steve Bannon look. :~)Quote:
Originally Posted by rosarugosa
Disheveled, with layers.
My look would be "Poseur Athlete."
My best friend lost weight the same time as me and had many expensive clothes because she was still working. They all fit me except for pants because she is much shorter. I had to buy some tee shirts because everything was really nice. Don’t want to dress up to walk the dogs:)).
Haha, I'm always teasing my sister about her penchant for buying athleticwear while doing nothing athletic. For someone who has never gone to a single yoga session, she certainly has the wardrobe that would suggest otherwise!Quote:
Originally Posted by catherine
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Originally Posted by rosarugosa
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Too funny, TMS!
I jokingly lord it over her that I have actually attended some yoga classes, poorly equipped though I may have been. She also bought a bike and has purchased many accessories, hats, clothing, etc. but has not actually ridden the bike yet.
haha!! yes, that's great, TMS! Nothing like yoga pants! Very funny!
That man looks permanently ill and I am surprised he is still alive after years of looking like that.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
My jury duty was cancelled. No driving to a big city, paying for parking, and wearing a mask all day.
I absolutely love jury duty... Unfortunately, due to Covid, when I was selected, it was held in a 1930's school gymnasium that had very bad acoustics and echoing, I could not hear, due to Meniere's Disease And that is with top shelf hearing aids too. I aked to be excused, as I didn't feel that I could hear well enough. I would not feel it to be fair if I misunderstood the conversation. Parking has never been a a problem. Where I currently live and when I lived in the Seattle/King County area, where traffic and a parking is a sh1tshow. We always had a parking pass/ validation. Masks are not an issue as I believe in science. I have worn them for over 35 years and I also believe in the greater good. However, You Mileage May Vary !Splat!Quote:
Originally Posted by Yppej
That is what I expected, as they are trying to limit exposure.Quote:
Originally Posted by Yppej
Heck, the sheriff, locally, couldn't even get a hold/we are coming to get, for someone on a murder warrant.
Watch the sunrise with energy and spirit rise!
Scarfs and mittens - going to school, with whatever comes to mom's and daughter's mind.
And full day of astronomy and science and mates.
Evening family and at list a bit of stargazing.
Watch the sunrise with energy and spirit rise!<br>Scarfs and mittens - going to school, with whatever comes to mom's and daughter's mind.<br>And full day of astronomy and science and mates.<br>Evening family and at list a bit of stargazing.
Still reading my posts I see.Quote:
Originally Posted by boss mare
I regularly read up on the science, including as summarized in Becker's Hospital Review which I check daily. There is a push on by some in health care to mandate masks that actually might work vs any random face covering.
But I suppose you know better than everyone else. After all, what was true over 35 years ago must still be true today.
"You mileage" - ???
Nice! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Lariliss
Raving - plumber came and shower/tub is fixed and usable! Since we paid cash, was less than half the 1st estimate!!!
And you are still reading mine LOL.Quote:
Originally Posted by Yppej
The fun Horse Fact of The day : Mr Ed, the star of the 1960's sitcom was a Saddlebred X Arab . His registered name is Bamboo Harvester. He had a "body double" for the few times he was ridden on the show and for guest appearances.
He was hard to keep sound and so "Pumpkin" was called to fill in
Extra space before the colon, missing comma after sitcom, extra space after Arab, missing period after the last sentence. Perhaps factual but not fun to read as sloppily written.Quote:
Originally Posted by boss mare
Well done, happystuff!Quote:
Originally Posted by happystuff
Perhaps factual but not fun to read as supercilious nitpicking.Quote:
Originally Posted by Yppej
This falls under the umbrella of "addictive work"
Last year I established how much I would need to make to achieve spending limits/debt-reduction goals. As a goal-oriented person, I typed up that Big Number and taped it to my window sill, where I could see it every day.
Every year for some reason I always book 20 projects. So, as of last week, I had booked 19, but those 19 projects enabled me to meet my dollar goal--that alone was exciting to me!
Today, I was asked to take on a qualitative project that involved interviewing 48 patients and caregivers, but they all had to be done in December. Well, I've already committed to interview 30 patients on another project in December. So I got out my calendar and my calculator and I saw that I could feasibly do both.
Committing to the project was against my prior commitment to myself that after #19 was booked that I would not accept any other project so I could enjoy Christmas.
Goodbye Christmas.
When I got the offer for the #20 project, I asked DH if he would be OK with me giving up all of December to 78 interviews, even if it means a few interviews on Saturdays and between Christmas and New Years. He said he would. I needed his commitment, so that when I can't go for drives to look at houses lit up, or don't have time to clean the house for company, he can't complain.
I also got him to agree that I would take all of this money and apply it 100% toward debt.
This is going to be hard work. So I ask myself, Why did I do it??
So, it falls under "Daily Rave" because I have to be grateful, right?? I'm almost 70 years old, and I don't have to downsize to a van and head towards Nomadland. It's a "rave" for the power of goal-setting (I reached my dollar goal and my project # goal). It's a "rave" for the support of DH.
I could have put it in the "rant" section because I truly am so ambivalent about working hard at my age. But then I think about the Presidents who are working at 78 years old; the actors who are working at 80-90 years old. What makes me so special?
I speak about how much of my work is distasteful because it's all about the money. I'm not bringing about World Peace. I'm not curing people, or teaching people, or helping the environment. Face it: I'm a drug dealer. But the fact that I have skills that people want at my age is a bit of a good thing.
It's up to me when I give it all up, but I expect I'll have at least 2 more years of this, so if I can shorten it by a month or two by taking on this job in December, I guess that makes it all a "Daily Rave."
Catherine good for you for staying focused on your goals.
I wouldn't feel badly about doing market research. Hey, at least one person here is a sex worker. So no one is going to look down on you.
catherine, having the support and the ability to choose is priceless - congrats!
Haha!! At least I no longer qualify for that work!Quote:
Originally Posted by Yppej
Catherine, good for you! I would still be teaching if I could and I am around your age. Although you are working harder than I want to. I am still doing consulting when available.
A big hawk flew over my driveway and perched on my chimney cap. I thanked it for coming and asked it to eat the chipmunks. It was so majestic I stood watching it in awe until it flew away.
I am off to Ireland in June with a great friend of mine that I have known since we were 15. I am super excited!!
Whereabouts in Ireland will you be going, TT? I was fortunate to go with family and it was the trip of a lifetime! And going with a great friend will make it all the more special.
Wow, Catherine!
TT, Ireland trip sounds fabulous.
Closing weekend at the local quarry for the year. Had a great solo dive on the biggest platform (think of a deck elevated from the bottom so you don’t stir up the silt). A local sidemount instructor came by with a student and briefly shared platform. He later told me I looked great. He’s never seen me dive before so that was great.
It’s a 11 day trip going to Dublin, Cork, Galway, the Cliffs of Mohr, 2 castles and that’s all I can remember off the top of my head.
DH and I went to see a live theatrical performance last night for the first time in two years! It is a small local theater that we love and they always do a cool spooky show in October. This was "Short and Scary" and it was eight mini-plays. They took Covid precautions very seriously: only 25 allowed in the audience, chairs well spaced apart, had to show proof of vaccine or negative test, and masks required. All performers and crew were vaccinated. Here we are in our festive seasonal masks (Rosa needs her roots done, lol!)
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Neat, rosa! Love the masks and glad you had such a good time.
Good for you rosa.
I think psychologically I am ready to venture out into some spaces with crowds. Maybe. I am vaguely thinking about taking a plane trip within the U.S.next spring. It is too far to drive, and a super boring drive at that.
I'm scared to venture in crowds now unless I get my booster. But with my boyfriends awful reaction to the booster (he is fine just a couple days of fever, body aches and headache no tylenol could cure), I'm not looking forward to that either, it's like geez I'll suffer for a couple days crazy "sick" from the booster.
Nor will they even give clear guidance on boosters for people my age either (though noone can beat Trump for sheer stirring up chaos, Biden's handling of it all has been pretty incompetent I have to say).
I went to the movies last week for the first time in over 2 years.
I like going to films in theaters. There are too many distractions at home.Quote:
Originally Posted by Teacher Terry
Due to Covid and virtual learning, there hadn't been any promotions in my youngest's ROTC journey. Now that things are back to normal, he has finally gotten a promotion to Petty Officer 3rd Class. He is also an Assistant Operations Officer. What I do find odd is that he said he will be receiving a medal for returning to school after the whole pandemic thing played out. Not sure why that warrants a medal. What else was he supposed to do?
I feel like I have the world's greatest daughter-in-law. We saw them yesterday and had lunch and played board games and laughed so hard. She loves the Dansk giant salad bowl that I found for her at at Michigan estate sale--my son didn't want to take it because he said where would we store it, and she took one look at it and said, "I'll take it." She went walking out with it cradled against her protectively, like a baby. So yesterday she made a fabulous salad in it and I complimented her on it and she started laughing and said they had been fighting over it, and we all laughed about that. It's become sort of a family joke but also an instant heirloom, since the moment I saw it, I wanted her to have it--they entertain a lot, and it's beautiful, and I never have that many people over. What is great is she already cherishes it, and I get to visit and see this happy family around her table, the way I always dreamed.
She is the best.
Yesterday DH returned, to the alley, a working small refrigerator. I gave him a hug for his ability to let one refrigerator/freezer unit go.
That’s where he got it a year ago, from the alley. He has been using it in Hermann, but no longer needs it. We have 2 standard size refrigerators and one standard size freezer there now in the basement.
I love it. So nice when you feel your daughter-in-law is more like a daughter than an in-law. Sounds like you are building a great relationship.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tybee