Fucking ants. They are all over my house, including the bedroom (where there is no food) and I have yet to figure out how to keep them away from my mouthguard (including hanging it from a goose-neck lamp and relocating it to the bathroom.)
I had ants and used Orange Guard. It worked like a dream and smelled really nice.
We went to the symphony last night. It was an absolute delight. First was Rachmoninov's Piano Concerto #3, which was glorious. Then Bruckner' Te Deum, which I endured. Not my thing, although I appreciate the talent. Also, Brendon fits in the venue's seats, which isn't the case often. So win!
I'm headed to get my nails done at noon, then going west to my sister's house. My NY sister is flying in tonight. Send whatever vibes that I can get my sister to agree to come over to my house for the weekend. My oldest sister has been to my place multiple times, but my other sister hasn't been to my side in many years, despite many offers to go and fetch her and bring her back. She and my brother didn't even come over for my son's wedding. I go to their side to visit them, often. I need to be here this weekend because it is the Air Show, which is a very big deal. I finally live where I can see it from my balcony and not have to walk a mile in and/or pay big bucks. I can see the huge tents up along the beach from my desk already. I'll go over tonight and come back tomorrow, with or without them. Security in the building is insane over the weekend with residents and a very limited number of guests having to wear wristbands. Anyway, I really hope she doesn't disappoint me once again, and actually comes to see where I live. I'm taking DH's car so I can fit both her wheelchair and walker, and everything is totally accessible here. I even got a toilet seat riser! Hoping for the best while preparing to be let down.
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were new to me.
I am loyal only to Ensign Semicolon.
Alas, due to my organization's standards, I am required to kill many commas.
I am delighted by the Ye Olde School emoticon on page 10, but it isn't teaching me much about those punctuation marks. Alas.
Ensign Semicolon!
I see Carolyn Bryant Donham (of Emmett Till Case fame) has died. I thought I felt a downdraft!
Alas, a former Cincinnati mayor has passed away. [link]
Alas, a former Cincinnati mayor has passed away.
I texted my brother to tell him that, and he replied "On Sunday he will rise, more powerful than ever." We do NOT need Messiah Jerry Springer, I tell you what. (Or vampire Jerry Springer.)
Although he's broadly famous for paying a sex worker with a check, he's most famous to me for hitting on my mom during her partying/bar-hopping days in the mid- to late-80s. She was hot, he was a creeper; it probably happened more than once. He was also known for showing up to clubs with a live band playing and bothering the band until they'd let him sing with them.
I feel like I know a little too much about Jerry Springer. He was a dumpster fire, but he was *our* dumpster fire.