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I survived Black Friday at a mall. I spent only $13 but made around $70. Bath and body works had a buy 3 and get 4 free sale. I got a free full product with ten dollar purchase coupon. I got 14 hand sanitizers and one lotion for that $13. I was at the mall roughly between 9 am to 6 or 7 pm.
The reason I only shopped at one store is that I only had $13. I spent most the day working. I was so tired by time I got home. I thought I washed my whole uniform but I forgot the work shirt. At least I had a backup.
Maybe a reason that there isn't enough shirts for the men in this store is because some want to render a certain type of men. The I pawned all my shirts to get a gym membership guy who apparently are the models for a lot of romance books.
...we did so here in Portland OR as well. The best is The Big Snowplowski. A couple other good ones are Plowy McPlowface and Salt & Thaw (the latter influenced by Salt and Straw ice cream shops)
I think no one can post on my facebook page. I noticed two family members replied to my thanksgiving post instead of posting on my page.
Heh... we've had a Plowy McPlowface and a Big Leplowski. I liked Ctl-Salt-Delete, Clearopathra, Duck Duck Orange Truck, and Betty Whiteout best. We also have one that's straight up the Dakota word for 'snowplow' which I thought ws fantastic. I'm glad to hear we're not alone in the fun. :)
Much as I hate to say it, "desperately don't" is the correct feeling. Story Time:
My kids and I are native to Florida, which had snow once in my life -January 1976, when I was 12. The kids had never seen snow when we moved to Arkansas, where Husband was raised, to be near his parents. So preteen kids & I were crazy to experience snow, which happens 2 or 3 times a winter. The first few times were glorious! Then there was Christmas Night 2012 snowstorm. Son & I were out after dark making a snowman, having an amazing time. (Gotta love outdoor lighting.) Until about 9pm, when the power went out, and stayed out for 4 days. A broken branch had taken down a line and there would be more down. And it turned into an ice storm, typical here. No generator, those were really cold days.
Oh eew. Ice storms are the WORST.
Something finally came. It is good yet frustrating. It is also tmi and very girly. But at least it came. §$%$#!
I am good otherwise. Going to see boyfriend after church. I hope I'm not too cranky.
We (West Sussex) had unforecast snow a week or two back, it even settled on the ground for a bit but soon went.
Oh I'm so sorry. I hope you're able to find replacements for a good (or at least acceptable) price.
Today can seriously take a long walk off a short pier.
I got a $2 coupon like thing for hallmark. I can't get discounted cards on their website, so I need to schedule ride to hallmark!
Oh, a confluence of things.... but it sort of capped it when he finally found some chill (holidays + lack of walk = life is hard to handle) so I dared to blow off my mountain of chores and get a little art time in... only to look over and find that he'd excavated his diaper and coated about a 3' x 3' square of carpet and himself entirely with poop. And then came unhinged when he not only had to have a bath, but was not allowed to go sit back in the middle of the area I was cleaning. (Transitions are hard.)
He's been so good about getting me lately when he needs a change. I thought we were past that. But the problem with poop smearing is that it's entirely silent, so having an ear out because he's sitting there playing his tablet in a safe area isn't enough to catch it. And for whatever reason, I've never been good at noticing smells until they're brought to my attention, so I don't catch it that way, either.
Logically I get it's just another part of the sensory-seeking for him, he was just trying to self-regulate, and he doesn't understand that it's gross. (He's been told, but it just doesn't compute.) It certainly wasn't spiteful. But the ex- always made especially horrific messes to punish me whenever I took a little time to do something for myself -- especially if it was creative -- and it was the first time I'd been able to sit down and Daz for more than a hot minute in weeks. So it hit in ways it wouldn't have if I'd just been folding laundry or something. Plus, that was definitely not the mess I wanted to deal with at the end of a long day.
Thank goodness for my portable steam cleaner, though, or the cleanup would have been worse. And at least this time of year the carpet dries fast. And he's asleep now, and tomorrow's another day. And I had a piece of leftover cheesecake to reward myself for getting through this one.
Thanks for asking. :)
@SilverGirl
...so far my 13+ year old (85 in "computer years") system is still hanging in there though when a reboot takes longer than expected or i get one of those Widows "not responding" messages, it does make me hold my breath for an instant of two.
The hardware is so old it will not meet W11 standards so to upgrade has just become too expensive . In particular, memory prices have becoime astronomical.as what was originally a 325 USD kit (2 x 48 GB) at the end of September has shot up to almost 1,200 USD over last two months almost quadrupling.
Thanks. <3
Oh, you poor thing. Big hugs are definitely in order. I can sympathise even though never directly experienced it - we occasionally have slight issues from a Maine Coon kitten (currently normal adult cat size) having a sloppy bottom, but at least it's limited in quantity & the cat tries to tell us when the issue is present (we don't always understand, but that's an 'us' problem, not down to him not telling us).
Regards,
Richard
Many thanks.
And the comical thing is that while I was cleaning up, he found a pack of gummi bear snacks somewhere (I think it escaped from Teen Kiddo's Halloween bucket) and proceeded to enjoy them. Which wouldn't be so bad if he just ate them, but often he'll stick something in his mouth and take it out a few times, and sort of experience it with his hands as well, before actually ingesting it (or... not.) Which means that while I was cleaning up the poop, his face, hands, and hair became 100% sticky with wet gummi candy and proceeded to somehow collect a whole lot of fuzz from /somewhere/.... so there's bath #2 in 20 minutes.
That one I minded less, partly because it had somehow limited to the washable child (and not the rug, walls, and everything else) but because he was actually trying a new food! ...even if it was candy, but hey, I'll take what I can get.
And it wasn't poop. So, y'know, there's that.
Onward, though! Today's a new day, so over we start. :) (And with advent calendars! So we've started on a bright spot already.)
I was thinking of the guppies I had in High School. They were into math, but only multiplication. They were way too good at that. Facebook didn't exist in the 90's so I didn't have anyway to advertise free fry!
I feel so bad for you SilverGirl. I have been there too. A terrible day at work, single mother, and then my son did almost the same thing except outside, in public, on our balcony, the outside wall and downstair walkway got the diaper. Not a good day. Now it is kind of funny after 45 years. Then it wasn't. He lived to become a great father of his wife's children and their daughter. But at that moment it was a dicey moment.
Mary
I did Bing translate. I don't know Greek, but I asked copilot to see if it translated well. It actually says something akin to it is all Chinese to me. Apparently Greek is not unknown to people in Greece.
Oh wow. That's memorable. I'm so sorry, even if the sentiment comes extremely belatedly. Glad you can laugh about it now, but that doesn't take away how utterly demoralizing I'm sure it was in the moment.
Non-complaint: Yay, my new monitor has arrived. Two days early!
Complaint: Last time I went to the uptown grocery I lost my deerskin gloves.
I thought I'd stuck them into my coat's inside pocket while shopping but must have missed and they fell out. I loved those gloves, although they were getting a little old, but that just added character to them. On the bright side, I had already purchased a replacement for them at the end of last year and while trying out the new gloves back in the spring, I misplaced my old gloves (i.e. put them into a "safe place"), and only a few days ago found them again, it was a time to sing "happy, happy, joy, joy"
and I wore the old gloves on my last grocery mini-adventure and promptly lost them again, for real.
Non-complaint: Since I cancelled my laundry trip last week, it's now scheduled for this Wednesday, and I'll drop by the grocery too, to see if anybody turned in my gloves to the store's lost & found.
Non-complaint: The big snow that was supposed to be here on last Saturday, and then on Sunday, never showed up at all, but now they're saying it will be 3 inches tomorrow (Tuesday), but clear on Wednesday. Harumph, I'll just wait & see.
Meanwhile, the current supply of white stuff is still around but compacted down from 8 inches of fluff to about 4 inches, and is now good snowman/ball material.
OOOoooo poo stories !! My oldest at about 10 months old figured out how to remove her diaper and "paint" with her poo,the crib ,herself ,the wall ,and what she didn't use ,along with the diaper were chucked in the floor. Only thing that kept me from upchucking was the fact there was a clear ring around both her eyes and mouth ,the new hairstyles were a sight to see though. Every morning I'd get up put Vicks under my nose, go into her room snag her ,put her in the bath tub ,clean her up ,dress her ,pop her in the play pen then clean the room ,once a week I had to take the crib apart andtake it outside to give it a through scrubbing ,this went on for 2 months ,then she quit being artistic, until she was 2 ,then she was playing outside and found a fresh cow paddy ,which she called a"mud pie "and once again was covered with poop!That time I took the garden hose to her poop cover self. And now ya know way more than you wanted to.
My condolances. Mornings are rough enough without that.
My mom once shared a "realistic Marie Kondo" advice she'd read: instead of holding something and asking if it sparks joy, ask yourself if you love it enough to scrub poop off of it. And I'm like... in my life, that's not theoretical, Mom.
Semi-related story that might make you giggle... a couple acquaintances of mine were drooling over a Viking-themed crib when they were expecting, had these round shields affixed to the sides. It looked pretty awesome, I must admit. So I gave them one piece of advice: make sure those shields come off somehow, because you're not going to want to deal with cleaning behind them at 2 AM when your kid's just thrown up everywhere. The looks on their faces were a sort of mix of dawning revelation and horror.
File Under: Tell me you're a first time parent without telling me you're a first time parent...
Lots of s%#& up in here.
We had our first big snow. There were many large pickup trucks in ditches or just smashed. I think it was all of those people who say, “I am an experienced driver and I have no need to go slow”.
I do enjoy getting to make use of all the fancy features like antilock brakes and traction control. But I’ve had enough fun for one day.
And I have no intention of shoveling the snow in the driveway. It will have to just stay there until Springtime. Or maybe one of those lawn mowing guys will shovel it. I don’t know.