For those of you following my landlord saga, here's the latest:
So we wait around for him to show up with potentials at 6pm. Once this is done we are planning to go out to eat with his folks since they are going home. We wait until 6:30 and then my husband calls him. Hubby asks him if he still coming out and he says not tonight that it was being rescheduled. My hubby asks him to call us in the future when there is a change and how we have been waiting around. Landlord says that he talked to me and since I wanted to be there when he did the walkthrough that he had to reschedule but it wasn't for tonight. He apologized, but don't you like how he put it on me? I'm the woman so i must be wrong! I hate that man! When he got off the phone I clearly told my hubby what was said and that I wasn't confused. My husband knows that the landlord is full of crap. When he was on the phone he also confirmed with him that we are to be present when he shows the place. So I decided that I am no longer dealing with him. He thinks he can get away with stuff by calling me. My sister is the one who usually answers the main phones at work so I told her to direct the calls to my husband. If he does happen to get through to me I'm just gonna tell him that he needs to talk to my husband because I am not sure I will be home. I'm done!!
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Hang in there, Woo. Just a couple more weeks and you will be done with that idiot.
I'm trying to decide if I should go to the dr. I broke out with a reaction after working on the bushes in the back yard. I remember now that this has happened before. Last time, we both got it. Mine went away, but Mrs. Web finally had to go get a shot to get over hers. I've got it all over my tummy and a few places on my left arm.
I'm trying to figure out what is there that is nasty. There is no poison ivy, but that is what my reaction looks like. There is a hedge but I've worked on that many times without issue. In the hedge is a volunteer kind of tree that grows really fast. That is what I was cutting out of the hedge. I suspect that is what got me, but I have no idea what kind of "tree" it is. I say "tree" because the volunteers that grow seem to be shoots off of a main root somewhere. If I dig under a volunteer shoot, it goes down to what looks more like main runner going off to the side rather than a tree root going down. Its weird stuff whatever it is.
What kind of hedge is it Web? I get that way around those evergreen type hedges or whatever they call them. The ones that smell like a pine tree with the little blue balls that hang on them.
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I don't know exactly what kind of hedge it is, but it is a broad-leaf hedge, its not like an evergreen kind of thing.
I wonder too if the volunteer stuff is a poison sumac of some kind. It doesn't look like an oak leaf. I was looking on line last night but couldn't really find any "poison" anything that fit the description of what I keep cutting out of the hedge.
I must have as I'm rash free in the most important places. The worst of it runs from just under my right nipple down to just left of my belly button and then three places on my left arm. I suppose its on my belly from holding the branches against my body to carry and drag them around the house to the pickup.
That page says it is ONLY in wetlands. Our backyard is far from a wetland, but what we have looks just like that picture.
Morning all. Yesterday's rain for some of you in the Midwest has arrive here. Other than that, just another day to do work. I did manage to leave the cellphone at home today though. Guess I wasn't thinking when I walked out of the house this morning. Who am I kidding? I don't think.
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It's rainy and nasty here. The Mississippi and Illinois Rivers are up and have shut down the ferry that I use to go to work. Soooooo...I get to take I-270 to work everyday. I'm trying to stay positive, but right now the only thing I'm positive about is that if I have to take it much longer I'm going to lose my mind.
Stayed up till midnight last night making cookies. Total count that were delivered to my aunt was around 15 dozen. Had to have three dozen left for home.
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Happy Thursday all! I get to spend the next couple of days helping my youngest daughter come up with a game on Austria for her social studies class. She has to have 30 questions to use for the game by Monday, a game board in the shape of the country, playing pieces, and rules for playing the game. Looks like we'll be hitting the library tonight to get some info on Austria....she can only use 3 internet sources and has to have 3 book sources. I think this is one of those projects teachers come up with towards the end of the year because they don't know what else to have the class do.
Web, I know it says that poison sumac only grows in wetlands, but they're wrong. We had some that grew in our yard at the cottage. We didn't know what it was until we tried removing it and broke out in a rash from it. We eventually got rid of it by using something that destroys tree stumps and roots. I don't remember the name of the stuff, but you probably wouldn't want to use it since your's is growing in a hedge.
I showed that page to my wife and she thinks what we have looks just like that. I think my rash confirms it too.
This is what is nice about living in a small town . . . Just before lunch, a friend from church who is a city employee called me. He said a fellow employee told him that he just saw a lady fall backwards off her curb into the street and where it was. This friend knew that the lady was my grandmother. She told the guy that helped her that she was fine and went inside, but he called me to let me know what happened.
That was really nice of him to call me.
My grandmother already has a lot of back pain so I knew this couldn't have been good for her so I went to check on her. She said her back was hurting but she thought she was ok. I tried to get her to go to the doctor but she wouldn't go.
I knew my dad was at a track meet for his wife's grand daughter in another smaller town 16 miles from her. I got his wife on the cell phone and told her what was going on. My dad called grandma and she said that after sitting there another hour, she was hurting even more. He didn't give her an option, he was going to come and take her to the dr to have her checked out.
I hope she's ok, it was a pretty good fall. She was picking up something off the ground and lost her balance and fell backwards off the curb. She landed mostly on her butt on the concrete, but then rolled back and hit her head on the street too. She said her leg was really hurting too and pointed to where a front pants pocket would be. I'll have to check with dad later and see what they find.
I hope she is allright too Web! That's what I miss about smaller town living. Everybody is there to help in one way or another. Be it a phone call like that or following up to make sure someone you helped is allright.
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Hello everyone I am home, but for just a second. I am about to be at my parents' house for the night. I hope that everyone has had a great Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday!!!!
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They did xrays and ct scans. The only damage they can see is a little chip off the outside edge of her pelvis. Its nothing they can do about that. They decided to keep her in the hospital over night to watch her and so they can manage pain if it should get worse later.
She's in quite a bit of pain when she has to move, but just lying in the bed, she's not hurting too bad.
Yeah. She's had back problems the last few years, I'm surprised this didn't do more damage than it did.
She's 84 now. It will probably take another incident or two like this to get her convinced that she shouldn't be living at home alone any more.
I don't want to get old.
We have a 96 year old client that lives in the same town my parents do. They bought a car from him a couple of months ago and they wondered what brand of oil he used in the car. Last week he called to inform me he was just out changing oil (himself) in his cadillac and remembered to call me and tell me he used Quaker State 10 W30. I hope I'm half as spunky as he is. He did have to quit hunting last year because he can't see out of his left eye or hear out of his right ear he said.
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