How is it only Wednesday? [NOT 13/7/22]

13/7/22 brightersideoflife 28

Hi, friends!

Ugh this week is slow! Drop a comment about whatever is on your minds.

I’m down a few pounds, which is a good start. My bestie suddenly died a few months back and well I thought I was handling it reasonably well, but then a few weeks ago I weighed myself and was like fuck me I really did eat my feelings and that’s how I gained 15 lbs in 6 weeks. So anyways, need to keep working on that. Not a chance in hell I’ll lose the weight that fast but oh well.

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  1. I know how you feel about eating your feelings.  Xmas + memories of friend + cancelled plans = 4kg weight gain in 2 weeks.

    I’m trying not to do the same this time as CoVID ruined my plans again.

     

  2. At work I’ve been hearing the whining and crying of coworkers as interest rates have gone up (1% this week in Canada City). Especially as overtime has dried up like Lake Meade as our planned schedule has shrunk.

    Part of me empathizes as everyone needs money and this corporate manufactured inflation is fucking stupid. Other part of me knows the employer isn’t responsible for their workers money issues (especially those who decided to buy a house that is out of their price range.) Another part of me is just pissed.

    Someone told me that some on the other shifts are bitching about our shift working “too hard” and not slowing things down to create more OT. The same shifts who seem to have a good time while we’re busting our humps to cover up their lazy asses.

    It offends my work ethic (the mere mention of it would have been laughable to me during my university days).  So why the hell are we responsible for you lazy ass motherfuckers?  Nah, not slowing down so a bunch of lazy asses can make more money on OT doing nothing.

    As I wrote this, I realized I sound like my parents.

  3. Nature is attacking!

    A few days ago a couple of blocks from my house there was a deer who just stared at me like some kind of entitled Karen or Chad (I think it’s too soon for antlers to emerge, so I don’t know which) and it  couldn’t figure out why I wouldn’t just walk the other way. A couple of days ago I saw two deer bolt across the street, followed about five seconds later by a portly Golden Retriever, whose domesticated bulk was clearly no match for them. My wife saw a deer in our alley.

    Then my son got bitten by a bat and had to get rabies shots. And then last night walking my dog around the block we saw either the same fox  three times, or three separate foxes, just 20 feet away. Nature is massing and coming for us.

  5. This got released yesterday. Don’t watch it if you prefer not to be furiously angry at a bunch of worthless cops cowering in a hallway while children got murdered. The entire town of Uvalde needs to be dissolved and state authorities should take over.

    https://www.statesman.com/story/news/2022/07/12/uvalde-school-shooting-video-of-robb-elementary-shows-police-response/65370384007/

    Quote:

    A 77-minute video recording captured from this vantage point, along with body camera footage from one of the responding officers, obtained by the American-Statesman and KVUE, shows in excruciating detail dozens of sworn officers, local, state and federal — heavily armed, clad in body armor, with helmets, some with protective shields — walking back and forth in the hallway, some leaving the camera frame and then reappearing, others training their weapons toward the classroom, talking, making cellphone calls, sending texts and looking at floor plans, but not entering or attempting to enter the classrooms.

    The Statesman is publishing an edited version of the video to show how the law enforcement response unfolded.

    • I think I’ve said it before, but there is a grotesque bunch of consultants going around to countless departments making millions of dollars with two basic messages in their “training” seminars.

      1) Shoot minorities/mentally ill people/kids at the first possible opportunity, before they have a chance to lift a finger.  One in a million chance that they could hurt you is all police need to know. Shoot them. As many times as possible.

      2) In any situation where there is an actual danger, do absolutely nothing. Nothing. Police have no obligation to do anything. Their only job is to punch their timecard at the end of their shift.

      Shoot the defenseless and hide from any real duty. That’s how consultants are making millions, and nobody wants to stop these vultures.

      • When I first moved to WA I was told cops shoot first & ask questions later.  I saw that over & over until recently when they have gone to the other extreme to try & prove their way works better.  My little town has some great police but drive 10 miles any direction, it becomes a shitshow.  Now Seattle can’t find cops because why be a cop if you can’t be a sociopath?  Takes all the fun out of it!

  6. I hired a babysitter from 4-6pm for the first time today. She picked up the kids after their naps and took them flower picking around the neighborhood. I cannot even begin to express how much weight she has lifted off my shoulders. I know all the reasons why I haven’t looked into having a sitter since the pandemic began but I’m still kicking myself for not doing it sooner. They were all masked and played outdoors away from other people. When they got home, my youngest who was shy at the beginning was hugging the babysitter’s leg and inviting her into our home to play. I’m floating on the joy of it all. Oh and I guess this is a good time to share that I’m due with kiddo #3 in December. Cheers!

  7. Things have been reasonably decent here this week. Dad’s been having some weird stuff go on, but his medical staff is ON the ball about it, so he’s got an appointment with his kidney specialist already tomorrow.

    As soon as my background check comes back from the Minnesota DHS, I’ll be able to start that other/additional job working for the school district, so I’ll be able to get *40* hours a week, not just the 32.5 that full time paras get. Only the 32.5 will be at my Paraprofessional wages, because the other position is considered “childcare” and not educational… buuuut BOTH positions are paid at a higher rate than my grocery store job, because my degrees are considered “relevant”😁

     

    And my cousin’s little dude–the one who had the liver transplant last Thursday is doing AWESOME so far!🤗🥳🥰

    He got out of the PICU already on Monday(!!!🤯😃😁🤗), and was trying to stand on his own already that day, too (he’s just a bit past two years old)!😁

    He’s doing EXACTLY as well as I thought he might, when I “read between the lines” of that first big post-surgery update last Thursday night.💞

    Those *liiiittle* things I noticed–him waving at his parents & holding out his fist for “knucks” and the nurses getting MAD at him/them for it, because he was supposed to be “sedated so he doesn’t move!”?

    From a Child-Development *and* medical-adjacent background–those WERE the 100% GOLDEN signs i thought they probably were!😉💖

    The Peanut was *aware* enough post-surgery–when MOST folks, kids *especially*–would be SO doped up &/or in pain, that they wouldn’t NOTICE OR CARE much if their parents were there… they certainly wouldn’t be reaching for a fist-bump…

    And the “making his nurses mad,” because he was *supposed* to be sedated?

    That means that his new liver IS working–and doing sooooooo much better than his own liver worked, that it was filtering out WAY more of the pain meds than expected!

    *AND* the fact that it was filtering so well?

    That meant that *in spite of the amounts of scar tissue in his abdomen from all his previous surgeries? His doctors did get everything hooked up *perfectly.*😉😃🤗💖💫

    He’s recovering at a rate I have seen before, back when I volunteered during my Child Life practicum…

    I met a family a few years back, whose daughter got an Islet Cell transplant. The girl’s mom & I bonded a bit, over pancreas stuff (and our common understanding of how much pancreatitis SUCKS!😉). When i met them, the family was leaving MN to go back to their home state–Months ahead of schedule, and in time for Christmas(!!!)–because the Daughter’s total pancreatectomy, with the spinning out of her Islet Cells–then *their* re-implantation into her liver–had worked SO well, that the girl was no longer on insulin, *and* her “estimated six month recovery” was *complete* in six WEEKS!😁💖

    So between ^that^ past knowledge,  having a co-worker who used go WORK at Masonic who worked with the transplant team, and another co-worker who just had her OWN liver transplant at Masonic…

    I KNEW that *if everything went ok in those first few days,* there was going to be an EXCELLENT chance that the Peanut *is* going to be better than EVER with his new liver–because of those *tiny* little “tells” like the “knucks,” the fact that the meds couldn’t keep him sedated, and the like😉

    I’ve WORKED with enough little shavers who are fighters and feisty little nuggets over the last few years, to be able to “read” those tiny behaviors & signals which bode WELL for kids pulling through “big” medical incidents…

    YES there are definitely still things which can go wrong!! Buuuuut, there are also those *little* signs that point to excellent outcomes, when the things are VERY likely to go *right,* too😉💫💖

     

    • Late night update on the Peanut🤗😃🥳🥳🥳

      There was a new Caringbridge post just a little while ago, and it.is.EVERYTHING!💞💓💗💖💫

      There were two pictures at the top, and y’all, it made me CRY alllllll the happy tears!🤣

      This one is one of the pictures that’s going to be shared at EVERY one of the Nugget’s major life events😉

      It’s the first pic of the Little Dude (looking so *SO* angy!😆😂🤣), with his mommy and daddy…

      With *nothing* on his precious little *SO pissed-off* face!😍🤩🥰

      The first picture of him–with his parents–free of *any* NJ, feeding, or oxygen tubes, y’all!!!!🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳💖💞💝💫

      The Peanut is doing GOOD!

  8. this week is draggin on and then some….and i signed up for a couple hours extra as theres a company bbq friday after hours

    normally the kind of thing i’d avoid like the plague…coz fuck hangin with colleagues when im not paid to

    buuuut…well its been months since ive had a proper bit of meat…..i mean…have you seen the prices lately?

    so yeah… my tumtum made the decision to go to the bbq…the rest of me is not exactly thrilled

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