I have a Botox appointment Thursday, and my neuro's office has called me, emailed me directly, and sent a message to the portal about COVID stuff. I GOT IT.
This girl at school? She told me that gelatin is made from ground-up cow's feet and that every time you eat Jell-O there's some cow out there limping around without any feet. But I told her that I'm sure the cow is dead before they cut its feet off, right?
Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dana - Apr 14, 2020 12:02:26 pm PDT #19781 of 30019
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
msbelle - Apr 14, 2020 12:11:17 pm PDT #19782 of 30019
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.
Cashmere - Apr 14, 2020 12:21:18 pm PDT #19783 of 30019
Now tagless for your comfort.
FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.
Yay! We are almost done and those things are worth their weight in gold!
Sheryl - Apr 14, 2020 12:27:54 pm PDT #19784 of 30019
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Another day at home, trying to work. At least Gary was successful with his Target run, and we now have a 12 pack of toilet paper.
Toddson - Apr 14, 2020 12:30:30 pm PDT #19785 of 30019
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
On my way to the grocery recently, I passed a woman carrying a gallon jug of chlorine bleach and a 12-pack of toilet paper. I congratulated her on a successful hunt.
Amy - Apr 14, 2020 12:34:05 pm PDT #19786 of 30019
Because books.
I have a 1,000-piece puzzle I would love to start but nowhere to put it. WOE.
Beverly - Apr 14, 2020 12:42:57 pm PDT #19787 of 30019
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.
Ooh, puzzles and a sheet or two of stamps = funding the USPS!
msbelle, you are still--and ever--the nicest.
H scored two rolls of shop towels and we had a new bag of rubber bands, so he's been making us DIY masks, with paperclip nose pieces. They work great, actually filter more than an actual paper towel, certainly more than a single-layer cloth mask. So far I've only needed mask to sign necessary documents before a notary, gloves too. And gloves to unpack stuff coming into the house from Elsewhere.
He's doing grocery runs twice a week in the early, elder hours, and so far we've found what we needed. I'm aware shortages are a-comin' and we're bulking up food and dried foods as we can. We've always kept a good basic pantry (easy now that we have an actual, you know, pantry!) and rotate stuff out as we use it. The onus is gonna fall on him, though. I'd rather chew cardboard and leave him the canned beets.
The last two days he's been clearing up our garden containers and planters, carrying off the dead stalks, leaves, and roots. The Green Team (yard waste weekly pickup) isn't working this year b/c pandemic, but they've left a trailer for people to bring their yard waste, and the truck will drop off loads at the civic reuse center when the trailer's full. He also collected and put the pots shattered by freeze and thaw in the garbage. While he's been working a steady stream (okay, maybe three an hour) of neighbors have stopped on their walks to stand six to eight feet away and talk gardening, or really, anything, just to communicate with a friendly face. He worked on the beds between our yards with the neighbor next door--both sides. So he's getting his socialization on, and I'm trying to write. It works out.
We're being mindful of our diet, when both of us would happily subsist on homemade pizza and mac&cheese. Smaller servings, which can only be healthier for us, and more produce while we have access to it.
I'm not a big shopper, but I really miss browsing, seeing and touching pretty things. And we've been blessed here with good weather, so scenic drives are always a cabin-fever antidote.
I could wish you all as pleasant and minimal-trouble quarrantine.
Consuela - Apr 14, 2020 1:26:08 pm PDT #19788 of 30019
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Y'all: we're looking at shortages of meat now, because the personnel at the meat processing plants are getting sick. I suspect tomorrow I'll try to hit the local grocery store and pick up some bacon and sausages before it's all gone.
Glad I haven't eaten much of my beans yet...
Jesse - Apr 14, 2020 1:53:36 pm PDT #19789 of 30019
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I have a Botox appointment Thursday, and my neuro's office has called me, emailed me directly, and sent a message to the portal about COVID stuff. I GOT IT.
I am giving blood at a drive on Friday, which has not been cancelled (yay!), but I got a voicemail about a change in location. I could not understand what the hell she was saying, and was about to call back when I looked at my email and saw they had also emailed me. To let me know it's in a different part of the same building.
FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.
Ooh, good one, thanks!!
askye - Apr 14, 2020 2:12:33 pm PDT #19790 of 30019
Thrive to spite them
I'm really glad I stocked up at Costco although I wish I had made some different choices. The same with today's groceries. I didn't do bad I just wasn't thinking about upcoming shortages.
My attempts at growing produce from scraps is so far: ceelery is a success, the lettuce and onion are not. Although I have some green onions I'm hoping to finish off tomorrow and plant and then some carrots I may try to start. I don't know where I'm going to plant them but I'll figure it out. It's not like it's going to make a huge dent in our budget but at least it's something.