Where the Sane Should Fear to Tread

( Fics read 6/19 - 7/03 )

( The retiring of Chilli, buying her replacement... and a second )

For a change, I'm looking forward to going to work tomorrow - I've had five, expensive days off and I need something else to busy myself with. Here's hoping I'm remembering right and TheIdiot is booked out and that a new job is on the near horizon.

The weekend just past was the Canandian Nationals for TheDog, held in conjunction with the Nanaimo show. For a puppy (eight months) TheDog did well - two second place wins in the Nanaimo show, two third place wins on the National side. Hubby was thrilled as he didn't expect much past fourth, at best, as everyone else was much more experienced.

Squirmy and I attended Saturday (the day of the Nationals end of things) and Squirmy got to pat, hug and kiss more dogs than ever. TheDog's breeder was there with four of her dogs, plus one or two she co-owns. TheDog's brother and mother were both present, too, and in March of this year, TheDog's mother won her Master Hunter certificate.

We stayed with the iL's and hubby made the two hour drive up and back each day (better him than me). MiL is out of the sling and, amazingly enough (insert sarcasm), her arm is weak, tires easily and is sore. There's still a lot of therapy to go through but she's pleased to have the constant pain gone and not popping T3's like candy.

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Christ-on-a-cracker.

So, the web project went 'live', with the understanding that some items are still being added and fleshed out. The contact form was changed and it has a cool 'add-on' that's supposed to do great error handling. Now that the big push is over, I can work on integrating that aspect.

Everyone survived hubby's fishing week. Squirmy was "kidnapped" twice by MrFixIt and forced to eat pizza and ice cream. Such a tragedy!

Squirmy helped me gather up, sort and return all the recycling and I split the "profits" with him. He needed a green money ($20) and a purple one ($10), but not the blue one ($5) since he already had that color. Some of that money (the purple and blue) had to be spent on a book fine. Seems Squirmy forgot to zip-up his bag and a library book fell out... somewhere. By some parents' standards it's probably cruel to make the child pay for the lost book, by our standards it's learning responsibility and consequences for actions.

The small one did well on his birthday. His stuffies got him a full pack of Pokemon cards (they did chores around the house after Squirmy went to sleep), TheDog got Squirmy a toy Knight with horse and different armours and swords, and TheCat presented his boy with a set of forest animals to go with the others from last year. Sis gave him a Pokemon card book and three figures. SiL and family presented their nephew with two pump-action squirt guns. Damn, those suckers have some kinda range!

( Fics read 5/11 - 5/31 )

TheDog had his first official show on the weekend. He didn't get any points (and we didn't expect him to) but he did come home with six ribbons including two first place in the Junior Puppy category, third place in the Puppy Sweepstakes and Reserve Winner in Sunday's show. Hubby had one goal for the show - not to trip each other up and/or break any legs.

MiL is doing good after her surgery. Except for Physio and daily exercises she can't use her arm until August... and FiL is making sure of that. His hovering and "attentiveness" is driving her batty (apparently they've had one good row already) but there's nothing to be done for it. Lord help me if I'm ever in a similar situation; hubby said he'd be the same way.

My sinuses started giving me hell again on Thursday and by Friday they were at full steam. Talked to the ENT nurse I have coffee with this morning. As long as the discharge remains yellow and doesn't turn green, there's not really much that can be done except let things run their course. She did give a sample of a nasal spray to try to open things up and promote draining. Here's hoping it works!

Had another interview after work Monday. The job appears to be pretty much what I'm doing now except with more accounting tasks. The pay is at least what I'm making now (possibly better) and it's so much closer to home. While the location is transit accessible, the time-table sucks so I'd need a car. This idea has been tossed around before, but not seriously until now. The extra payments might be a bit of a push, but I'd make it work if I got this job.

Squirmy had his second of four dental appointments today. The tooth I thought would probably have to be pulled wasn't; it had a root job (dear goddess, soooo much simpler on a baby tooth than the ones I've had on adult teeth) and then the tooth was capped and the other molar had a small filling placed. Just the bottom molars left now and they should both be simple fillings. I'm hoping Squirmy's top adult molars won't have the same malformations but, based on what SiL has told me about hers, I'm not holding my breath.

Hozanna, what a few days... point form for ease...
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Tuesday, Squirmy had the first of four dental appointments to deal with his malformed and rotten teeth. Once the dentist got into the one tooth, he decide there wasn't much hope saving it - too close to the root, too much undercut once the rot was removed, be left too weak to support a cap properly.

Squirmy got to take the tooth home - in a special treasure chest even - for the Tooth Fairy. The Tooth Fairy "Counsel" met and decided that a tooth pulled out is worth as much as the first to fall out. Squirmy's reaction, apart from that wonderful glee kids have - was to declare that he can buy our Slurpee's next time.


Vicious' computer has been acting up the last while. Nothing major but she's noticed a definite slowness where there was none before. Her moron hubby's first suggestion/thought was she needs more memory. Don't bother checking anything else out first, let's just spend money we don't have for something that might not be needed. After a quick jaunt through her running processes, it's quite possible she has at least one virus/trojan, possibly two. Either of those would account for the slow down in the last month.

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Here I sit, in my high-back chair, with a bag of frozen peas on my upper back and neck. I screwed something up, probably when I was sleeping Saturday night / Sunday morning. The usual screw up, where one or other shoulder locks up, is either the upper rib and/or a cervical vertebrae (C2 or 3).

This time it's "the spine" (Chiro's words, didn't ask him to elaborate as I was too busy taking the first pain-free deep breath I'd had in two days).

I couldn't work Wednesday'; when it took twenty minutes for a ten minute (or less) shower, I knew I'd never survive the trip into the office, never mind sitting in a chair, working on the computer for seven hours. Called the Chiro as soon as the office opened, got in at nine-thirty and was back home by
ten-thirty with the frozen peas on me. Fifteen minutes on, off for sixty minutes. Repeat (and repeat, and repeat...). Saw Chiro again after work today (had to go in - month end, database work to be finished) and he managed to get another spot or two. Next appointment is Saturday, then not sure if I
can go a week or if it'll take another mid-week treatment.

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( Fics read 4/14 - 4/24 )

The "issues" between my mother and me are IN NO WAY comparable to the "issues" with your fuck-tard son. This is an office, a certain level of professionalism is required and expected. Not communicating patient or scheduling information... not professional.

There is something you could do about it, so stop with that fucking useless excuse. You're just too damn wimpy to take the step. Fuck this and all the bullshit.

With a "pop" and a puff of magic smoke, Ubbie's power supply died. After dissecting the unit ('cause I'm nosey) I'm surprised it hadn't happened before; the amount of dust in the p/s was unreal. Actually, the amount of dust in the rest of the 'puter was equally as unreal. If Trafalga ever saw that, I'd get the lecture of a lifetime... and then some!

Rearranged/cleaned the home office. Not fully nor completely, but there is room to move. The addition of an old microwave cabinet (that's also doubled as a fish tank cabinet) allowed a lot of loose bits to be contained, which opened up a shelf on the utility stand for two boxes of 'puter parts. I can now get at the bookshelf which currently houses a fair bit of crapola. And somewhere in the office is my little 'puter-sized flashlight... haven't unearthed it yet.

Dragged Blackie out and hooked him up and there's two things that might be a problem: a "degraded" drive on the raid and a dead power supply fan. I've never played with a Raid Array, but a "degraded" drive doesn't sound like a good thing. If it means data is lost, so be it. All that was really on the drives were music files. The lack of working fan in the power supply might be causing the unit to overheat just enough to impair function but not enough to outright kill the unit. Put an e-mail into Tra to find
out how best to proceed and what he recommends for replacing the power supply.

( Fics read 3/30 - 4/09 )

( Minor work-crap )

Hubby has bacterial pneumonia. That doesn't, of course, stop him from going into work. He did stay home from Confirmation class without being nagged (or beaten about the head). At least the last few days of work have been slow on the graveyard shift so hubby's been able to rest.

When you cannot stop buying scratch-and-win tickets, or pull-tabs, do you have a problem? I'm not talking one or two tickets here... try twenty, thirty, forty or more. More than once a week. Vicious' hubby doesn't think he has a problem; Vicious and I say differently. Bankruptcy is growing closer for this retard.

Don't know what I've done to my wrist, but I've had to keep it braced (practically immobile) for nearly a month now. It was feeling good enough to go without the brace Monday to Wednesday, but Wednesday evening I did something and knocked my wrist right back into the brace again. The pain is sharper this time, too. Going to hit a couple places around home area to find a different, second brace; the one I have needs washing and I just can't go unsupported right now.

Dear god... if I lived closer to Trafalga, I'd be beating him to a bloody pulp right now. LISTEN TO ME, YOU IDIOT MAN! Just because you couldn't get the damn program to work, doesn't mean that it doesn't work! I got it to work, I LOGGED IN AS YOU! The fucking thing WORKS! You did something WRONG! Honest to pete! Get over your "it doesn't work with Linux" crap. I heard enough of that bullshit when you got the Mac.

Why do nearly all job ads specify/require MS Office (Word, Excel, Outlook) usage? Specific accounting packages I can understand, but MS Office? I don't understand.

Squirmy has lost his first tooth! "Excited" does not cover Squirmy's mood, not by half. He had to tell all his stuffies about it, show them the tooth and explain what the Tooth Fairy is. It took longer than normal to get to bed tonight... and I ran out of different voices *grin*.
When he did finally get tucked in, I didn't think Squirmy would fall asleep for a bit but he was out like a light. Helped that I told him, much like Santa, the Tooth Fairy won't come if you're awake. I'll probably go to hell for that, too.

( Fics read 3/24 - 3/29 )