I suspect the fountains just wanted attention.

Perhaps. I do tend to neglect them.

CJ ran to the store and his car died half way out of the parking lot. He got it pushed into a parking place, checked all the basics and I met him at the car to call AAA. I tried the ignition and it started right up. His theory is that Lucille (yes, that is his car's name) just needed some special attention.

Mechanical devices, so needy.

Timelies all!

All-around ~ma for all who need/want it.

Dear everyone, watch your step! On the way home, I walked by a lady lying on the sidewalk. Come to find out, she had tripped on the curb, and had shoulder surgery recently, and couldn't figure out how to get up. She didn't think I could get her up (she was a larger lady), but suggested a friend of hers was in the park a block away. He was not, but I recruited two nice-looking stocky guys to help, and they got her up! Phew.

Also, just ran into my across-the-street-neighbor/former coworker outside running the farm share pickup she hosts in the driveway. Which I totally would have participated in, but whatever -- she has no communication about it with the neighbors. Anyway, then she busted on me for our (admittedly overgrown) front lawn! Whatever, lady -- I'll take care of it next weekend. I never walk across the house that way, so I forget to notice it.

Luck ita. Relief S. Ginger, agree this is insane. (For various reasons, being brief at moment).

Tell her you'll take care of the lawn when she invited you to join her farm share?

Ha ha! Too late for that, sadly.

Met intern's boyfriend, and he is not the lazy inconsiderate slob that needs to be guilted into everything that she painted him to be*. He helped with our volunteer group and it was fascinating to watch them interact, her in charge, then her being stubborn and solitary, and him sicking the other volunteers after her to compensate for her stubborn solitude. It was terribly sweet (I could see her thinking "if they can't do it right, I'll just have to do it myself" and the bf being all "yeah, don't let her pull that shit, she needs help, go after her".

*Is it a thing where bf's are talked badly about? Because I have worked with too many interns and part-timers and even women with spouses where I get to the point where I want to counsel them to break up/divorce their significant others. Is it just a couple thing? Please tell me it's an overcompensation thing where people got sick of them gushing over how wonderful they were, and so instead vent about the petty shit they don't really care about. Because it's depressing and makes me glad for singlehood.