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I'm going to go out for a couple of hours to do my regular volunteer work
(calling Bingo at the Senior Center) - leaving DH alone. I hope he doesn't
get into any trouble. I'll have my cell phone with me.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Working from home today. The mother of a dear friend was just taken off the ventilator and isn't expected to survive. Another friend of mine...an ex-lover actually, is going through a horrible divorce, has been leaning on me a lot for legal and emotional advice, and now has just told me he has a tumor in his lung. Will need 45 days of treatment. The kicker is...if it's his time to go, he wants me there with him. He lives across the country.
Working from home today. The mother of a dear friend was just taken off the ventilator and isn't expected to survive. Another friend of mine...an ex-lover actually, is going through a horrible divorce, has been leaning on me a lot for legal and emotional advice, and now has just told me he has a tumor in his lung. Will need 45 days of treatment. The kicker is...if it's his time to go, he wants me there with him. He lives across the country.
Ahh.. that's a bit much to expect from an old friend/lover isn't it?
My DH would be livid.
Sorry life is a bummer for him but it is not your problem.
Sorry about your dear friend.
Hugs to you, you're having a bad day IMHO.
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This is basically a quick check in from the crazy land of Czechdom.
We have the 21 month old DGS until Thursday. He tossed my picked tomatoes and green peppers back into the garden this morning. Man, this kid has an arm!
He is starting to awaken from his nap. Once he's up, it's hell on wheels time. :)
We have beautiful weather! He is enjoying all the outdoor time he gets here. He was so worn out last night, he slept 10 hours straight through.
So did I!!
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Wow, FNW, and I get ticked when one of my exes says hi on FB.
You are way nicer than me.
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Up for rehoming. One husband. Slightly used. Father of one. Free to good home.
So what'd he do? Left both gallons of milk on the table last night. Full, brand new gallons. I'm so, so tired of him not being sure everything is put away. I should not have to go behind a full grown man and make sure he put the groceries (at least the cold stuff) away.
Aside from that, we've already had a dust storm this morning. It's cleared off now.
Big news! DS picked out his first pack of underwear last night and pooped in the toilet this morning. We have a pull up on over his underwear to contain any accidents but he's on his way. Big boy!
You can keep him Chef. I don't need another idiot in my kitchen. One is enough. For some reason I cannot remember to put the bag of shredded cheese back in the fridge & the other night I forgot to refrigerate the leftover canned cat food.
I do put groceries away ok though. It's putting stuff back that I seem to have a problem with.
Congrats on DS, hopefully it will be a quick process.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
You can keep him Chef. I don't need another idiot in my kitchen. One is enough. For some reason I cannot remember to put the bag of shredded cheese back in the fridge & the other night I forgot to refrigerate the leftover canned cat food.
I do put groceries away ok though. It's putting stuff back that I seem to have a problem with.
Congrats on DS, hopefully it will be a quick process.
He doesn't remember to put stuff back either. I've lost count on how many times he's said he's going to put away the leftovers and hasn't or I walk into the kitchen and the milk or cheese is sitting on the counter.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
Great news about the potty training!
I gagged reading that!
My ex left chicken livers (fishing bait) in a cooler in the garage in summer. The garage smelled terrible but I couldn't find the offender. Then I opened the cooler & was just about knocked on my azz. It was the worst smell I have ever smelled. It was so bad that my neighbor two doors complained he could smell it in his house with the windows shut & A/C running. I didn't eat chicken for a long while after.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
Great news about the potty training!
Are we married to the same man?
There are times when I *know* the bag is leaky. I will tell him to take the trash can with him to the dumpster. What's he do? Pulls the bag out, sees it leaking, and runs it to the front door. I've lost count of how many times I've told him to put the bag back in the trash can rather than tracking the yuck through the apartment.
Is your DH completely blind to stuff sitting right in front of him? Meaning, the bag you want is sitting in plain view and your DH doesn't see it.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
Great news about the potty training!
I gagged reading that!
My ex left chicken livers (fishing bait) in a cooler in the garage in summer. The garage smelled terrible but I couldn't find the offender. Then I opened the cooler & was just about knocked on my azz. It was the worst smell I have ever smelled. It was so bad that my neighbor two doors complained he could smell it in his house with the windows shut & A/C running. I didn't eat chicken for a long while after.
Ever smell a rotten potato?
My ex put a bag of potatoes on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf. I didn't know he did such a stupid thing until they rotted. I don't look in the bookshelf for potatoes.
Yes, I can always tell when my potatoes are done when they are in my pantry. How about celery? I had a bunch in my veggie drawer in the fridge and it took me forever to figure that smell out.
I havent' told him yet, I just found out. Yeah, I'm not flying out to Vegas to hold his hand or rub his bald head. I'm all he has, but that's not my problem. I care about him, and I'm loyal to my friends, but not to the detriment of my marriage.
Chef, my DH left a whole bag of frozen chicken breasts out one year we left for vacation. Apparently he took them out when he was loading the ice chest with food for the trip, then forgot to put the chicken back in. When we got home a week later, the basement smelled of dead chicken. If that wasn't bad enough, when he was throwing it away, he decided to just pick the bag up and take it upstairs to throw in the trash, only he didn't put a towel under it and it dripped. I handed him carpet cleaner and told him to follow his trail.
Great news about the potty training!
I gagged reading that!
My ex left chicken livers (fishing bait) in a cooler in the garage in summer. The garage smelled terrible but I couldn't find the offender. Then I opened the cooler & was just about knocked on my azz. It was the worst smell I have ever smelled. It was so bad that my neighbor two doors complained he could smell it in his house with the windows shut & A/C running. I didn't eat chicken for a long while after.
Ever smell a rotten potato?
My ex put a bag of potatoes on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf. I didn't know he did such a stupid thing until they rotted. I don't look in the bookshelf for potatoes.
Only once when I was a kid. Our kitchen pantry had a section in the back that was under the stairs. It was meant for storing potatoes, onions & such. One potato escaped from the bag & rolled way back under & we didn't know it. My mom was sure there was a dead mouse in there.
Hot rancid meat is worse. Trust me on that!
But yeah, who puts a bag of potatoes on the bookshelf?!?
Thought I'd sit outside for a little bit since it's cooled a tad, but between feeding the mosquitoes and the screaming cicadas, I had to cut it short.
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I was out only long enough for the dog to pee and I got bit 5 times. 2 of the bites are HUGE. It has rained off and on all summer so there is dampness everywhere and the mosquitos are just brutal this year.
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It's rained just enough to make things miserable around here.
But yeah, seems like a bumper crop of mosquitoes this year.
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This is the first time they have targeted me instead of DH. I have been using a new lotion made of natural ingredients and I think the mosquitoes think it's food. Going to have to use something different for the rest of summer.
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This is the first time they have targeted me instead of DH. I have been using a new lotion made of natural ingredients and I think the mosquitoes think it's food. Going to have to use something different for the rest of summer.
Look for something containing DEET.
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I have my lawn treated for mosquitoes and other bugs, organic of course. We do not have an issue with mosquitoes this year I think due to how little rain we've had.
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But it's been just enough, and we are at drought conditions, to grow them.
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I treat the bites by applying witch hazel to a cotton pad and holding it on the bite for several seconds, applying pressure. Do that a couple times a day and they won't get big and red.
I wash with ivory soap (the bar soap) and that seems to help keep them away a little.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
