Never had Autumn Joy, but always enjoy it in other's gardens. What I get here in September is plenty of Stiff Asters. A relief to see so much blue after an August full of yellows!
Beautiful day ~~ warmish, overcast, and kiddle on the way for a few days stay/work assignment, lol! I believe he's enjoying being out of work: my email from him reads -- Mom, I am coming today, but I am not in a hurry. Showing up sometime today.
Home from taking Hubby to the doctor. Nothing conclusive yet; waiting on blood tests. On the way there he made sure to point out all the funeral homes and tell me which one he liked. When the nurse asked him what the matter was, he said, "I have a slight case of death." At least his sense of humour is intact! I got him a "Hello Kitty" sticker on the way out. :-)
BTW, he saw the Nurse Practitioner who suggested it might be a particular kind of virus. So when we got home we looked it up, and it is NOTHING like what he has. But she did prescribe him a pain killer and took a CBC (blood workup). We might have some new information from that Thursday or so. So far I remain unscathed (knock mahogany).
I was just about to report that after 2-1/2 weeks with no "real" work, I'm anxious to get back to minining salt.
Haven't really been in the mood for reading, presumably because I was reading so intensively for the previous three months, trying to get through all the Hugo-nominated fiction. Finished the last book and got my ballot in three days after the work unexpectedly ended -- a bit less than a week before the voting deadline. Since then I've been tidying up parade finances and (mostly) filing away old reference papers. Filing isn't really finished, but I'm down to one neat stack on the floor and one on my bookcase. And it's not fun any more. Bring on work!
Thing is, my boss/client's internet service is mostly down. He seems to have gotten on about a week ago just long enough to say (in what I take to be something sent to everyone) that he would respond to e-mails when he could. But I haven't seen him on Yahoo messenger since. And, like me, he starts Messenger when his computer starts. Discouraging not just because I'm running out of things that are both fun and useful but because I'm sure there must be work to be done and it needs to be finished before I leave for Australia.
Ironic how essential the intrnet has become for business.
I understand the frustration, since you're going to be away for several weeks. Thing is, this is one of those situations that you have to just accept and go with. Worrying isn't going to improve things, and may do harm to your health as well as your piece of mind.
You might write another chapter or two of The Whip of Abadur...
Yes, a sense of humor is so important. I commend your hubby, listener. My sense of humor is usually one of the very first things to go when I'm sick. I hope he gets well soon, and you stay well.♥
Managed to find out in a facebook chat with ma grandbaby, that his dad hadn't left yet around 2:30, and not to worry, he wasn't in a hurry, lol! AND that it's 96ยบ in Annandale this afternoon.
I got five 45's the other day. Went to play them today and, well, I guess you'd say I ran into a technical difficulty. Worked out how to set the speed. Worked out how to set the tone arm to go in far enough. But, could only play three out of the five records. These three must be English. English 45's have an ordinary small hole like LP's. So, they can go right onto the spindle. But, the other two records must be American: they have the familiar large hole.
Here's the problem. Rather than an adapter that you slip over the spindle like every other record player I've ever seen, my new phonograph came with a bunch of teeny adapters you slip inside the hole of the record. And, guess whose hands are too clumsy to put the adapters in? Got it in one! So, I'm gonna have to ask Sis to do it for me. It's not so much the hassle of needing help per se as the sheer irritation. Talk about being inept!
Don't worry about me worrying. I long ago learned the mantra, "This, too, shall pass." Even when it's something more serious than not having work the instant I want it.
Getting back to "The Whip of Abadur" -- hmm, that's an idea. Thanks. And I'm flattered you remembererd!
Facebook *promises* that they'll use it just once to go through your address book. . . . and find all your friends (whom they then send invites to. . . .) Kinda like being voluntary spammer, lol!
Hubby and I went to the theatre on Saturday night, as it was the last play of the Summer season and we had season tickets. It was "Always, Patsy Cline." I totally dislike country-western music, but some of her songs were more pop style and her voice was truly rich and beautiful. The woman who sang her tunes live did a fabulous job! Sadly, Patsy Cline died in a plane crash when she was only 30 years old, leaving a 2 year old son and a 5 year old daughter. She had nearly died in a car accident when her son was a little baby. Rough! And yet she left a stunning legacy.
Howard is, is, is FIRSTLIEST!!
ReplyDeleteNever had Autumn Joy, but always enjoy it in other's gardens. What I get here in September is plenty of Stiff Asters. A relief to see so much blue after an August full of yellows!
I thought asters were sort of copper color. Guess that shows how much I know about flowers, huh?
ReplyDeleteThese are wild, quite tall, very small flowers, and look like a cloud of lavender blue. They don't much resemble the commercial stuff, lol!
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful day ~~ warmish, overcast, and kiddle on the way for a few days stay/work assignment, lol! I believe he's enjoying being out of work: my email from him reads -- Mom, I am coming today, but I am not in a hurry. Showing up sometime today.
ReplyDeleteI hate it, but clearly *he's* enjoying it. . . .
Home from taking Hubby to the doctor. Nothing conclusive yet; waiting on blood tests. On the way there he made sure to point out all the funeral homes and tell me which one he liked. When the nurse asked him what the matter was, he said, "I have a slight case of death." At least his sense of humour is intact! I got him a "Hello Kitty" sticker on the way out. :-)
ReplyDeleteBTW, he saw the Nurse Practitioner who suggested it might be a particular kind of virus. So when we got home we looked it up, and it is NOTHING like what he has. But she did prescribe him a pain killer and took a CBC (blood workup). We might have some new information from that Thursday or so. So far I remain unscathed (knock mahogany).
Off to the salt mine shortly.
Sen. Ted Stevens in plane crash in Alaska. 5 dead, not yet sure who.
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NYT reporting that he didn't make it.
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I was just about to report that after 2-1/2 weeks with no "real" work, I'm anxious to get back to minining salt.
ReplyDeleteHaven't really been in the mood for reading, presumably because I was reading so intensively for the previous three months, trying to get through all the Hugo-nominated fiction. Finished the last book and got my ballot in three days after the work unexpectedly ended -- a bit less than a week before the voting deadline. Since then I've been tidying up parade finances and (mostly) filing away old reference papers. Filing isn't really finished, but I'm down to one neat stack on the floor and one on my bookcase. And it's not fun any more. Bring on work!
Thing is, my boss/client's internet service is mostly down. He seems to have gotten on about a week ago just long enough to say (in what I take to be something sent to everyone) that he would respond to e-mails when he could. But I haven't seen him on Yahoo messenger since. And, like me, he starts Messenger when his computer starts. Discouraging not just because I'm running out of things that are both fun and useful but because I'm sure there must be work to be done and it needs to be finished before I leave for Australia.
Ironic how essential the intrnet has become for business.
Sounds beautiful!
ReplyDeleteOh, aren't they pretty!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Puddle. That cheered my whole day.
For pretty much everything, not just business.
ReplyDeleteI understand the frustration, since you're going to be away for several weeks. Thing is, this is one of those situations that you have to just accept and go with. Worrying isn't going to improve things, and may do harm to your health as well as your piece of mind.
You might write another chapter or two of The Whip of Abadur...
I'm sure he just *loved* the sticker. 8)
ReplyDeleteYes, a sense of humor is so important. I commend your hubby, listener. My sense of humor is usually one of the very first things to go when I'm sick. I hope he gets well soon, and you stay well.♥
Man, that's scary. Plane crashes are always scary, no matter who is involved.
ReplyDeleteManaged to find out in a facebook chat with ma grandbaby, that his dad hadn't left yet around 2:30, and not to worry, he wasn't in a hurry, lol! AND that it's 96ยบ in Annandale this afternoon.
ReplyDeleteYa see, FB is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteI got five 45's the other day. Went to play them today and, well, I guess you'd say I ran into a technical difficulty. Worked out how to set the speed. Worked out how to set the tone arm to go in far enough. But, could only play three out of the five records. These three must be English. English 45's have an ordinary small hole like LP's. So, they can go right onto the spindle. But, the other two records must be American: they have the familiar large hole.
ReplyDeleteHere's the problem. Rather than an adapter that you slip over the spindle like every other record player I've ever seen, my new phonograph came with a bunch of teeny adapters you slip inside the hole of the record. And, guess whose hands are too clumsy to put the adapters in? Got it in one! So, I'm gonna have to ask Sis to do it for me. It's not so much the hassle of needing help per se as the sheer irritation. Talk about being inept!
Cat ~~
ReplyDeleteDon't worry about me worrying. I long ago learned the mantra, "This, too, shall pass." Even when it's something more serious than not having work the instant I want it.
Getting back to "The Whip of Abadur" -- hmm, that's an idea. Thanks. And I'm flattered you remembererd!
Ineptitude has nothing to do with it, lol! Those buggers *always were* hard as heck to get in. . . . HugZ nevertheless.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of facebook, it absolutely *astonishes* me that people will give facebook their password to their email. . . . jeepers, peoples. . . .
ReplyDeleteI concur!
ReplyDeleteThey do? I'm not even sure I have a password to my email. LOL!
ReplyDeleteFacebook *promises* that they'll use it just once to go through your address book. . . . and find all your friends (whom they then send invites to. . . .) Kinda like being voluntary spammer, lol!
ReplyDeleteHubby and I went to the theatre on Saturday night, as it was the last play of the Summer season and we had season tickets. It was "Always, Patsy Cline." I totally dislike country-western music, but some of her songs were more pop style and her voice was truly rich and beautiful. The woman who sang her tunes live did a fabulous job! Sadly, Patsy Cline died in a plane crash when she was only 30 years old, leaving a 2 year old son and a 5 year old daughter. She had nearly died in a car accident when her son was a little baby. Rough! And yet she left a stunning legacy.
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