Showing posts with label The Citadel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Citadel. Show all posts

Friday, September 25, 2020

Five on Friday #242

EINS - Random Shit

If I get a bill for $10 from your office for medical treatment performed TWO YEARS ago, I am less likely to be pleasant when I have to pay it.  TWO FUCKING YEARS.  $10.  Like you couldn't just write that off?  Go fuck yourself.  Worse is that it wasn't even for a fucking procedure, it was just a sit and chat to discuss issues.  This is after you already billed me in May for $30 and I paid it without being a bitch.  Also?  Fuck shitty US health insurance.

I could get on my soapbox about how I'm lucky I am able to afford my medical expenses and how there are people out there that cannot afford to be nickled and dimed for an office visit, but I will not.

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In that same vein, my new health insurance card FINALLY arrived, coincidentally on the same day that I took my last hot flashes pill.  Called "the Walmarts", had the script re-refilled, headed to the store after a while to pick up the items on the grocery list and pick up my meds.  I went by the pharmacy to pick it up and I didn't have to sign anything and was preparing to get out my card and I asked how much it was and the lady said there was NO CHARGE and I almost peed my pants I was so excited.

I'm used to paying $25 a month and that's with the manufacturer coupon since my prior health insurance was (apparently) rather crappy and wouldn't cover the medication.  3 months (with insurance) would have been $350ish and I refused to pay that, but the manufacturer was actually refusing to let me use the coupon when I went to refill the medication in August because my insurance company was not paying enough on the medication.  So I was used to paying $75 per 3 months.  Zero dollars definitely floated my boat.

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Sold (everything we listed):
-House
-Loft couches
-Entire master bedroom set
-Lamps
-Teh German's Bobber bike
-End tables
-Teh German's Suzuki bike (white)

I'm NOT sad to see the master bedroom suite go.  That headboard was an absolute monster to move every.single.time.  It was heavy and awkward and huge and we gained a significant amount of square footage in our already huge master bedroom by getting rid of that bed.  Considering that we are planning on downsizing for the next house, it was like a weight off of my shoulders to get rid of that entire suite.  It fit my needs when I bought it and apparently having all that storage really enabled my hoarding tendencies (inherited from Teh Dad).

In my defense, we had 3 queen size beds in this house and when I emptied out the drawers I unearthed at least ELEVEN sets of sheets.  Granted, that entails a warm set and cool set for each bed, but that's 6 sets of sheets and that's still not absolutely required as the 3rd bed was only used TWICE while we were in this house.  So I purged and selected the sets I will keep (5, as we will have a guest room at the next house and we still have 2 queen size mattresses unless I decide to get rid of the guest room mattress that Phil/Meri/Pax have put holes in, even though it doesn't affect the sleepability (that's a word now, don't look it up), it definitely makes the mattress look extra shitty).

To the twat who only wanted the 2 end tables and played me into separating the set for the 2 end tables and the chest of drawers that you "coincidentally" couldn't fit into your car but made sure to tell me, "If someone else comes along and wants this piece, it's fine."  Go fuck yourself.  The situation worked out, but still, fuck you for being the way you are and taking advantage of someone being nice.  It was me, I was being nice.  I didn't even know what you were doing until it was too late.  This is why I hate everyone. 

This move is about lightening the load.
I am not fucking sorry a little bit.
Also, someone please remind me of this when I start buying shit for the next house.

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I think my realtor told our buyers they shouldn't come to the inspection (because we work from home) and then had to roll that back after I told her, "If my day is going to be a royally interrupted in the middle of it, it needs to all happen at once."  Unfortunate for them because they had also asked to see the house again this weekend.  I figured if they came to the inspection, a weekend visit wouldn't be necessary.  The buyers didn't show up to the inspection.  Guess who isn't in the mood to vacate her home with her entire farm for the buyers to come and peruse this weekend?  THIS GIRL!

It would be one thing if they wanted to come while we're home and I wouldn't have to leave with the dogs.  That's cool with me.  Come over, chat with us, we can get to know each other or whatever.  I'm cool with doing things NOT "how they are always done".  But asking me to pack up my entire herd for you to come and just reassure yourself that you're happy with your purchase?  No thanks.

Obviously, I'm the weirdest home seller ever.  That's what I've decided.
Also, my realtor thinking she knows me and spouting shit off before she even asks me?  She needs to learn some thing quick.  I'm a wild card.  You don't know me.  If you are expecting me to do something, you're probably wrong unless you've known me for a REALLY, REALLY LONG TIME.  And she don't.

It annoys me that we have to have these hired middle (wo)men for home buying/selling.  It also annoys me that the buyer and seller rarely get to know each other.  I have pertinent knowledge about this super huge thing you are about to buy from me and I want to share that knowledge with you, but for some reason, we're expected NOT to talk about anything ever and just let the transaction happen?  It's awkward and weird to me.  I, obviously, hate everything about this entire process and I'm sure home buying will be equally painful.

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We have learned that the buyers "don't like animals".  I'm not sure if that a realtor's way of saying "doesn't like dogs" or these people really don't like animals and two things.
1- DAFUQ?  Who doesn't like animals.
2- As Teh German told our realtor, "They are going to have a hard time in this neighborhood."
^^ he ain't wrong.

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After dealing with Best Buy/Geek Squad fuckary, my new laptop finally arrived.  Should I have had to be the one to initiate the calls to actually start the process of getting a new computer?  FUCK NO.  So FUCK YOU Best Buy.  

There are times that being an absolute control freak is annoying and anxiety inducing and times that it is beneficial and this was one of those times that it was all of the above.

Anyways, while I wanted a 17" MSI, they were all sold out on Best Buy's website and since I had the insurance policy, I had a store credit for the value of what I paid for the last laptop to use on a new computer.  I considered selling the gift certificate and then realized what an absolute pain in the ass that would be, so I just settled for a 15" MSI, that was essentially the new version of my old laptop.  I ended up paying $180 out of pocket for a new laptop with a 1 year warranty on it (because we are moving and well... I'm me).  I considered waiting to see if any of the 17" would come back in stock, but I really needed my laptop back, so 15" it was (and also, none of the 17" MSI options are in stock).

The last photo of Teh Regenbogen!
Look at all those fantastic stickers!!!
/weep

So I've accepted the 15" life.  And here's how you know I'm committed to this new laptop:

The first sticker was a RBG sticker.

There are more stickers to add, but I'm trying to figure out proper placement.
I also need to make another STEMinist sticker and that requires setting up the Circut and ugh, so much work.


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Downloaded 398482949294492 (approximately) fonts yesterday.  I really should just keep that folder and save it on my external hard drive so I don't have to keep redownloading the same ones, but here we are.. doing it the hard way since 1986.

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It's ring day for some of my favorite cadets/Citadel seniors.  I'm super excited for them.  Like, more than I thought I'd be.  I'm sad that they are having to do the ceremony without their families there, but at least they are able to have a ceremony and run across the field to tap on the doors of the Chapel.  I imagine that even the rain (that has been off/on all day) won't stop them.

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When you sell your entire bedroom set and you gotta do some rearranging.

So empty.


I've also realized that I'm too old to be sleeping in a bed so fucking low to the floor.  Jesus, I'm old.

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Lesson: Do not schedule a multi-hour maintenance appointment at 2pm.  Take my word on this.  As someone who was told that her unlocked car would be waiting for her under the camera in the Subaru parking lot since I wouldn't make it to the dealership to pick up my car in the 25 minutes before the service department closed and said car was NOT unlocked when said someone was delivered to their car after 6pm when the dealership was closed.

#FUCKINGRAGE



ZWEI - Money Shit

-Groceries
-Spotify
-Foreign Transaction Fees (rude)
-$10 charge from my former OBGYN for some uncovered shit from 2018.  Thanks United Healthcare for all the ways you fucking suck.
-plastic containers for moving/storing shit.
-KFC for lunch
-impromptu moosage (absolutely zero fucking ragrats)
-Stingrays mask for Teh German.
-Stretch/plastic wrap for moving
-gas




DREI - From My Phone Shit


It came ... too late, but it came.


Teh German was able to take the Bobber on one last ride since the guy who bought it doesn't have his motorcycle license, lol.


When you sell your furniture and have to empty out all your hoarder storage spaces.


When you sell all the things and have all this cash.


Sandra really gives Meri no choice when it comes to sharing her space.


When you want to set up your new computer, but it's dead and the outlet is full.
So you just sit and look at it.


My guard dog being guard-doggy.


And then there were ONLY TWO.



Betty Crocker creation: Pizza fries.
Must figure out how to make the fries not get soggy from the pizza sauce.


Pax drooling on my couch.  Classic Moose.


These floofs.


VIER - From the Internet Shit


Not this week.  Sorry.

FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. Lightening the load.
  2. $$$$ for the load.
  3. NEW LAPTOP.
  4. The lady who bought the bedroom furniture had to make 2 trips.  When she came the 2nd time she brought 2 men with her who were competent and had the ability to move furniture without damaging it or the house.
  5. Class of 2021 getting their rings.  Technically, I was supposed to be class of 2021, so many of CS cadet homies got their rings today and I'm super happy for them.
  6. Sandy sitting on Meri and Meri not snarking at Sandy.
  7. Getting to do ACTUAL WORK!  It was something simple, but I did it myself!
  8. Getting Willow's 30k maintenance taken care of before we start the 2020 Migration.
  9. A Husband who talks me down from my rage when we wasted a trip out of the house and who, earlier, had agreed to Willie Jewell's for take-away lunch.
  10. Silicon Valley.  We started watching it and there were actual lolz.  1- I'm a nerd.  2- Teh German appreciates that and still finds humor in some of the less nerdy things.


Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Friday, August 21, 2020

Five on Friday #238

EINS - Random Shit


Every day is a new day.. Which means that each morning when I wake up for work, I tell myself,
"10 days."
"9 days."
"8 days."
"7 days."
and so forth.

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Workout things.

Monday:

Wednesday:
5 supermans (face down)
10 situps
5 hollow hold (face up)
10 crisscross (L+R=2)
10 heel taps (L+R=2)
+ 3 mile run + .5 mile loop with Sandy + 1 mile loop with Pax and Meri

Friday:



I wanted to add in more running because these WODs are not enough cardio for my dessert loving ass... Sooo I've integrated more to make it slightly more difficult, which both Teh German and I kinda love-hate.  If we aren't feeling it on a particular day, workouts can be scaled for ease, that's the best thing about garage workouts.. no Buff Billys making you feel inferior.  Just two sweaty foodies in the garage moving around awkwardly.

Monday is generally an overall body day.
Wednesday is generally focused on core workouts.
Friday is generally heavy on the run with some random activities.

Let me just say that Wednesday Megan planned Friday's workout and Friday Megan hates Wednesday Megan.. Like, I'm here for a challenge, but in addition to "hard mode" workout, it was also 9492942% humidity so I couldn't BREATHE which made everything rather miserable.. and then it started drizzling which didn't actually cool anything down, so then I was dripping MORE and couldn't breathe.. in general, it was miserable and I didn't die, but I almost quit more than once.  Also, I still fucking hate jump rope things.  I ended up subbing jumping backs for the double unders because whipping myself with a jump rope takes me from "yeah, let's do this" to "I WILL FUCKING HULKSMASH ALL THINGS" in a second.

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I googled myself this week to see what came up (as I do a few time a year just to make sure I'm not overly stalkable)..
-Citadel commencement thingy (which I hope will ultimately come down since it's associated with my photo and full fucking name).
-Race results from various races (why does Google crawl that? eww, go away).
-The DVIDS video from GTMO (that will never go away).

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I cleaned out my desk this week.  It was bittersweet.  Also, I have a lot of shit.


I'll turn in my laptop and key on my last day, but at least this is taken care of.

I will admit, I didn't change the joke on the whiteboard.  I debated it, but ultimately didn't.  Not sure why.

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While cleaning out my desk, I found these bad boys.  Oh yeah, that's the 4 parking tickets from my first month at The Citadel because no parking map or clear explanation was provided and then one from a few years later when I couldn't find parking and didn't want to park a millionty miles away since I was already late for class and risked it.  The ticket was issued 5 minutes before I returned to my car.


But guess what.. I didn't pay ANY of these fines because .. well.. I didn't.. and they never came to me with a bill prior to graduation, so guess what, Citadel security...  You suck.

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I know it's super first world-y, but I ran out of wet wipes in the bathroom and I was legitimately sad.  I only bought them because the TP shortage and now I can't live without them.

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I've been doing very good at brushing Sandy daily to every other day and it just makes her look soooo pretty.  She hates, so I've been dispensing chicken hearts as an after-treat, so hopefully that makes up for it.. But she gets such bad tingle-tangles and mats, so it HAS to be done.

Also, if she'd stop licking everything and then laying on the wet spots 3 things would happen: 1- she'd smell less bad, 2- she'd get less mats, 3- I'd be less annoyed at her constant glopping noises.

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I started shopping for a barbell to use for garage workouts.. and then I remembered that I'm 99% sure thrusters with an unloaded barbell is how I ended up needing hip surgery in 2017 and closed out all those tabs.

#MoneySaved (in so many ways)



ZWEI - Money Shit

-Food
-Dog food
-Dog treats
-Groceries
-Gas
-Swim trunks/underwear for Teh German
-Azul for lunch since I was in Park Circle.
-Bojangles, it is what it is.

DREI - From My Phone Shit


Me: Let's take a selfie.
Pax: Let's fucking not.

Me: Let's take a selfie, PAXXXXX.
Pax: Ugh, fine, but I hate you.

This is my circus and these are my monkeys.
#HereForTheDisaster

Sandy SAT on Pax to get this spot....

And this was where she ultimately ended up.
#MomLife



VIER - From the Internet Shit





FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. Quittin' something that was making me supremely unhappy.  I mean my job, just to be clear.
  2. Solid workout programming (by me, kthx).
  3. Getting my VA appointments rescheduled... rescheduled from like February and before that September 2019... Whoops.  In my defense, they got SUPER pissed at me for going to the VA Clinic with the flu (or maybe it was COVID, no one knows! wee!).
  4. "What are they gonna do, fire me?" on motherfuckin' reeeeppppeeeaaaatttt.  
  5. Paximoose coming behind the control center (my desk) for lovins multiple times this week.
  6. Brushing the Floofernoodle consistently and cutting out her mats when necessary.  We both know it's a necessary evil.
  7. Rainy days that mean nap days.
  8. Taking care of business during my first DSU since I don't get called on and just sitting on the call while I'm not even in the room. /shrug
  9. Teh German getting an interview with an MD company.
  10. Yakitori on Saturday!!!!


Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Friday, June 5, 2020

Five on Friday #234

EINS - Random Shit


Me: Alexa, play Top Country on Amazon Music everywhere.
Alexa: Playing Top Country on the everywhere group from Amazon music.
Spot starts playing Lady Gaga - Stupid Love.
Me: Alexa fucking cancel.  What the fucking fuck?

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Gentle Readers, I am not a HUGE Lord of the Rings fan.  I'll admit it.  BUUUTTTT.. Josh Gad has been doing these Reunited Apart videos and he brought most of the LOTR main cast together via Zoom and it was a fabulous way to spend an hour of my life.  And at the end Pippin sang us out and I actually teared up.  They were all so excited to hang out together (abet in a virtual setting) and it was just so great to see that.

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Now, the reason I found the LOTR Reunited Apart video was because I was letting the "Stream to Donate" video play while I was working and I forgot to check it.  I'm not sure if it actually works, but I figured it couldn't hurt.

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I have decided that the meaner I am when I review your personal documents (resume/cover letter/paper/etc), the more I love you.  I show my love in strange ways, Gentle Readers....

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I'm not sure I'm going to keep playing WoW because it is such a time commitment.  I know, that's kinda the point, but I'm mostly playing alone and that isn't nearly as fun as playing with other people and finding groups to do difficult quests is annoying 90% of the time.  There are some other tasks that I would like to take care of, so maybe I just need to be very specific with my time and play WoW last.  It's just hard because playing is enjoyable for the most part.  It feels comforting, as weird as that is/seems.

This fucking shit happened and I almost lost my mind.
Player1: Fort buff!
Player2: NOW.
(I buffed both being nice before I saw these comments in the chat)
Player2: GOOD GIRL.
Me to Player2: How about you go fuck yourself with your demeaning bullshit.
Player2: I love you more.

I had to tell myself that a few assholes aren't all assholes and move along.  It was EXTREMELY difficult because a button was HULKSMASHED and I knew that was a fight I wouldn't win because it's the internet.

But later I ended up running an instance with a decent group of goofs and we managed to 2/3/4 man a 5 man instance at different points, soooo ya know, adventures.

TL;DR: I'm a nerd.

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My brain loves sequences of numbers.  So the fact that this post #234 makes me smile.  When the clock says 12:34, lurve (btw this only happens once a day in this house since we run on military/German time).

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I guess people at work thought I haven't been doing work and I finally had to break down the process of doing technical writing/editing to the scrum master so the people complaining about a project's documentation not being complete would STFU.

I had to explain that:

  • I translate technical into human with absolutely ZERO reference to what is being discussed.  This means making assumptions and doing research and having to sometimes ask the technician who wrote the garbildy-gook wtf they are talking about and they have no idea because they wrote it potentially more than 6 months ago.  Oh yeah, and sometimes, what they wrote doesn't even apply anymore because of the things that have changed in that 6 months.
  • I am correcting their lack of proper English skills. Capitalizing proper nouns, putting in periods.  All shit that these people with college degrees should know how to do and if they'd actually DO IT, it would save me a LOT of time.
  • Adding in the markup formatting for the Asciidoc format we are using, in addition to learning Asciidoc, is also time consuming.. Because... the techs definitely don't know this markup language, but they know potentially another, different markup language and they used THOSE rules for THIS markup and it doesn't work... AND it's inconsistent since the documents were written by several different techs all using whatever markup they "thought was best", which makes all the documentation look like garbage.
  • Our review was at the end of April and technically I'm not finished with those corrections because... the techs ADDED MORE DOCUMENTATION AFTER THE REVIEW.  Cooooooooool.  (and because of some fuck-off-ary due to the fact that I'd rather clean all the toilets in my house every day than have to deal with one of the tech's writing.)

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I'm trying to get on the self-education train and read these books about race that I've had for over a year.  Reading them isn't the difficult part.  It's the carving out time to sit down with a book that is the problem.

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So I've decided that I'm not allowed to play WoW until my to-do pile in the office is handled. 
That includes:

  • Getting rid of my GTMO conch shells that I do not intend to keep (or at least determining new homes for them).
  • Determining photos for frames that have been empty since.... we moved into the house.
  • Editing necessary photos for frames.
  • Ordering said photos for frames.
  • Ordering a shadowbox for my Navy I *heart* me box.  This is made more complicated and expensive that it needs to be because the flags flown for me in GTMO were 4x6 instead of the standard 3x5. Fuckers.
  • Determining what to do with the 25+ Princess House lead crystal figurines that I discovered under the conch shells.
  • Getting rid of my old glasses (what does one do with old prescription eye glasses?) and empty cases.
  • Tossing or donating this Manic Panic bleach kit.
  • Getting rid of my non-kept Citadel school papers/work.

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Know what I hate?  Waiting.  For all my years in the military, everything was always "hurry up and wait" and I don't do well in that circumstance.  Granted, I learned how to endure it, but I'm in another of those seasons and it's difficult for me.  I graduated and I want to use my degree NAOWWW, or more like yesterday, but I have to be patient for things to fall into place/to get my Sec+ cert/get some technical experience.

In my rage of job applying, I updated my LinkedIn so recruiters have been finding my profile and emailing me.  My BIGGEST fear is leaving the safety and security of current Company only to find myself in a similar situation wherever I go. 

That said, I also applied for federal positions, so if I actually make it to the interview/hiring stages of any of those positions, I'd have to debate whether to leave the probable higher pay of the contracting world for potentially less pay but more security for a government position.

I acknowledge the privilege I have of even having options like this, but I did also work my ass off to get here, so I'm grateful and proud of where I am.


ZWEI - Money Shit

-Sunglasses.. because I have fucking problem.
-Heartworm prevention for the beasts.  I give up on this liquid/topical application shit.  I'll donate it and it will be gone.  I'm horrible about NOT giving it to them because it was topical and well, that's no bueno.
-Groceries (ok, it was only almond milk and juice, but they might kill us because I forgot them in the car for 6 hours, but they were in my insulated bag sooo meeeyyybbeee not?  IDK, if we die we die.)
-Hairs did. (*Praise hands*)
-McGriddle + sweet tea = fatty.
-2020 Graduation virtual run registration.
-This spray that I shouldn't have wasted my money on for 2 hot spots on Sandy that are healing, but the vet talked me into it saying it might be viral or ringworm....


DREI - From My Phone Shit


Floofernoodle and I explored the grassy field beside the vet's office before her acupuncture appointment.
She would sniff and sniff and explore all day if I'd let her.

This goof.

#AlumnaeLife

When you need a little boost.

This bite from a mysterious creature was hard and swollen and HUGE and I did not like it one bit.

When Husband raves over a helmet because it's the same color as his bike and "how cool would it be?!"
And soo you file it away as a future Christmas/Bday gift (because for $600, it would definitely be a combined gift).

You can almost kinda see just how much longer/bigger Sandy is than Pax in this photo.

And this floofy Monkey-Doodle. Lurve her.

VIER - From the Internet Shit

Ya know what, I'm not gonna bother because this space would be filled ways to better yourself to fight a long fight that people have already been fighting without us (us being white people).  You need to find some resources that are NOT your friends of color and enlighten yourself in the ways you ARE privileged and how seeing color is far more effective than NOT seeing color.


FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week


  1. Running an instance with individuals who were fun and it was complicated and irritating but it was fun, so I didn't hate it.
  2. A good networking lunch.
  3. Someone reviewing my resume in asshole form and their inability to find actual problems with it other than shit they don't like because they are a self-admitted MS Word nazi.
  4. The smell of my laundry detergent/softener.  This makes me happy every time I do laundry, but I just wanted to point it out.
  5. Runner friends and accountability partners.. because without them, these miles wouldn't be getting done.  And we each admitted it this morning.
  6. Sandy floofs.
  7. Meri butt scratches.
  8. Pax chicken cutlet scritches.
  9. Potential Cmas/Bday gift idea for Teh German.
  10. Being able to step back and critically think about things that are going on and help my friends through with words of logic and encouragement.




Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Friday, May 29, 2020

Five on Friday #233

EINS - Random Shit


In a fit of PMS fueled rage, I did something I didn't think I'd do..  started applying for jobs.  Pretty much anything that I thought I was moderately qualified for and interested in that happened to be in a location I was willing to be in.  SO MUCH RAGE.

It kicked off with something like this:
"When did Technical Writer morph into Personnel Security?"
and went downhill quickly from there.

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I'm gonna be honest.  I haven't been wearing a mask as often as I should be.  You see, I live in SC, the land of the lawless and the "I do what I wawnt" preachers... and well.. I'm lazy.  I know I should, and worse yet, I know I would if I lived somewhere that required it... but I don't, so I don't.  Judge me, it's fine.  If I am asked to wear my mask, I 100% will, but if I go to Walmart to pick up things, I probably won't.  In fact, I'm that person that might just fake cough to get you to stand away from me.  I'm an asshole, I've accepted it.

Additionally, I would really like to get antibody tested.

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I have been on the hunt for a plant stand to use as a raised feeder for Sandy and I cannot find one that is tall enough to save my life.  It's like the ones I have are unicorns, never to be purchased again.  #RAGE

This is a serious problem because I spilled water all over the counter and myself and floor the other day trying to set the water bowl on the counter so I could use that stand for Sandy's bowl.

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After Sandy's boots didn't work out, Teh German and I fashioned some "boots" for her.  He gave me a pair of his tall socks and I reinforced the foot/toe with duct tape and then we used electric tape around a higher part of her leg to keep them from falling.  They actually worked rather well.  Way better than the boots which slipped off within 10 steps from our front door..... siiiiigh.  I'm curious if we can find some velcro strips to hold the socks up instead of electrical tape so we don't end up going through roll after roll of tape.

She gave zero fucks about me putting her boots on.

Sexyyy homemade boots.

When we got home, Sandy laid down and I reinforced the toes more where she'd rubbed through the tape while walking and then I cut the electrical tape (super easy when I lifted it away from the sock so I made sure she wouldn't get cut) and slipped the sock off.

I think Sandy would do best at a dog park where she can run free, but I really don't love dog parks as a general rule, so I'm skeptical.  Also, it's rained this week, so the closest dog park would be rather muddy and I'm not sure I'd love a fuzzy dog + mud situation in my car.

Duct tape and tall black socks.  I can't imagine Teh Dad being more proud.

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Cooking things:

Did you know that you should use like 1390582 bags of spinach to make creamed spinach?  That shit wilts down to practically nothing and so you'll be left with too much cream and barely any spinach if you think that 18 oz is "enough".  IT AIN'T.


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Could I bring Meri to the groomer?  Of course.
Would I rather pay a mobile groomer to come park in my driveway and do it?  Of course.

This is something I am currently researching and hope to get done soon.  Poor Monkey-Doodle has her hairs pulled every time we go on a walk because her harness is now rolling up her fuzz.  It's a hard knock life for fuzzy beasts.

This applies to Sandy, too, who's new hair brush recently arrived and so we get to play that game this weekend.  FUN!

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We took the bitches to the beach yesterday. 
1- Everyone fit in the car.
2- No one grumbled or got sassy. (all the praise hands emojis!)
3- Yes, Sandy pooped in the car again.  Ugh.  We were less than a mile from home and the smell lingered too long to be a fart.  I cleaned it up as best I could when I got gas and pulled the blanket over itself and we still went on adventures.










It was a good trip.  Not sure if we'd make it a regular thing (as I hate the beach and the sand and the heat), but it was a good way to spend a vacation day.

All the dogs passed the fuck out after we got home and they had been rinsed/bathed.

Obvs XL Slumber Balls were made for BIGGG dogs.

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I set an unofficial goal when I noticed my mileage creepin' up this month: 50 miles.

DUN.
Thanks to my accountability partner(s)!



ZWEI - Money Shit

-Boots for Sandy (that will be returned since they didn't work)
-cabinet organization for the water bottles/to go coffee cups.
-hair brush for Sandy
-Dog food.  All the dog food for dayzzzz.  We go through a 30 pound bag in 10 days with Sandy eating 8 cups a day, soooo she's about to get put on a diet, lol.  PS. 8 cups a day is DOUBLE what she would be getting as a normally nourished dog.
-Beach parking.
-Dairy Queen dessert
-Gas.
-.......WoW subscription.  Lawd help me.


DREI - From My Phone Shit


I could open myself up like Luke Skywalker did that Tauntuan and that would not be close enough for these beasts.



MOTHER FUCKING FINALLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!
My diploma finalllllly arrived!!!!
/squuuuuueeeeeeee

I ordered a less shitty faucet for the laundry room sink (it had a cheapo bathroom faucet on it before).
Husband installed it yesterday.  LOOOOOOVVVEEEEEE.

My supervisor likes to look over my shoulder.

But she also gives kisses, soooo trade offs???


VIER - From the Internet Shit

You are allowed to be open and honest about what you feel.
This is how you grow.
This is how you heal.
-MHN

You have known midnight so well,
and you have also known morning light.
-MHN

There is no shame in being proud of the smallest amount of progress.
-MHN


About a fucking no?






FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. Going back to the old Blogger layout.  Change is hard, ok.  Also, don't expect people to WANT to make changes if you fuck up a perfectly good, although dated situation, with something that isn't completely functional.  I did see the message that they will be forcing everyone over in the coming months and I'm stabby about it since the new layout didn't work well for inserting photos/etc.  Maybe it works better on a mobile device, but that isn't how I operate. KTHX.
  2. Styling some ghetto ass sock boots for Sandy to be able to go on walks with the fam.  
  3. Beach trip.
  4. MOTHERFUCKIN' DIPLOMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  5. Going to Commonhouse for Beer Lunch.
  6. Getting this post up before lunch.  Small victories.
  7. Fishing and picking flowers and mining.  As different as everything is in WoW, it felt like home.. ANNNDDD the 3 people that messaged me after a 9 year sabbatical made me feel like they've been waiting on me.
  8. Being on PTO with Husband this week.
  9. Working half days.  Honestly, so much better than all day for my stress levels.  Especially when my half days are before everyone starts working and after everyone finishes working.  #NotFuckingSorry
  10. Slow starts and Rundays. 



Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.