Sorry about the encounter with your neighbor. I had one not to long ago as well and was going to rant about it but decided she was probably just having a bad day and decided to just let it go.Congratulations to you and Matt! I am so sorry to hear about your Mom. Prayers she feels better soon. Have a wonderful time with your MIL. I forgot where you are from but enjoy a change of scene. Stay safe!
My absolute thanks always to all for keeping this thread kindly going. It really does mean more every day to me to be able to check in with all of you and know we have this welcoming space to be.
Today has been rather frustrating. Most unkind encounter with a neighbor. Keeping her in prayer, of course. Still, so hot in hereWe finally did get the okay from the property manager to order the two new wall a/c's. The maintenance people will pick them up and install. We are keeping in much prayer the owner will ultimately decide to offset some of this cost.
I am extra grateful today for:
Three more birthday cards in the mail that I am saving to open until my birthday next week.
A sweet PM from a fellow friend in this kind thread.
A very kind call from a church Elder and friend.
From another thread on here (one of the positive ones)! Memory of a lost item that God returned, of course, just on time. To I pray bring each of you an added smile this evening, here is "Monkey's" story. My Dad had a very close friend who he considered an extra father to him especially after my Grandpa died. George passed away semi-unexpectedly around Thanksgiving in 2010. At that time, George had been living with a room-mate to help him offset the cost of his rent. We still keep in touch with Tony now.
From as long as I can remember, I had a small rubber monkey holding a banana toy. Monkey vanished after the 1994 earthquake. My Dad and I (George, too) all assumed it got lost in either the move (building was condemned) or somehow left behind in the rush to move. I had every now and then asked God to find the monkey more because I also know Dad was still wondering what did happen to it and it had been with me for so many years. Dad helped Tony to go through some stuff in George's apartment. George had an old style bed that had cubbies as part of the bed back. I will always remember my Dad telling me Tony had found monkey in one of the cubbies (with a door on it) by George's bed. We THINK George had looked everywhere before. Point is God as Christmas got closer that year especially, "found" Monkey.![]()
Hopefully you get the ACs installed quickly and the landlord pays for some of it. We were without an AC in the summer and it was MISERABLE(and then again without a heater in winter....

This cracked me up.I hope you all do not mind another newcomer, I have been looking in and really appreciate the kindness and civility demonstrated on this thread.
I had a cooking mishap just a few nights ago, I made tuna casserole and both my DH and I both commented that something seemed a bit off. We had the leftovers the next night, when it finally dawned on me that I didn't add the tuna.
When I laughed about this with my adult DD, she said, "Mom, you did that once before"

OMGosh yuck!!! I've had an encounter like this with a bag of potatoes at my parents house.Oh boy - did I have a DOOZIE and an unusual one at that. I do a ton of cooking for people in need and cater small events; it's kind of a ministry. This weekend my BFF and I had a list of widows and single ladies in isolation we wanted to try and raise their spirits. We schemed up an elegant little menu and presented them each with a fancy, beautifully-plated dinner on Sunday evening that was a much needed gesture of TLC for all involved.
One of the courses was a shrimp cocktail, which I plated just immediately before walking out the door to deliver so it would stay safely cold. I then rushed out and returned several hours later; dreading the disaster my kitchen was. DH & DS had sweetly tried to get started on cleaning up for me and since it was late evening and I had to work the next morning, I decided to call it a day and "deal" the next evening when I got home. Fast-forward to Monday evening; I walked in the house and immediately smelled something wrong, very wrong. The garbage had been taken out and my preliminary investigation couldn't pin-point the source of the smell so I finished up the dishes and scrubbed everything down and hoped I was just imagining things.
Tuesday morning at about 3:00 am I was awoken (in my bedroom behind a closed door on a different floor than the kitchen) by an overwhelmingly noxious smell. I couldn't ignore it and got up and headed for the kitchen. After taking many sickeningly close sniffs around the room I opened a little used junk drawer to find the packaging from the shrimp with two putrifying shrimp still inside. How it got there is truly a mystery.Lordy...I have seriously never smelled anything like it!! I raced to the curb with offending member and spent the next 2 hours Pine-Sol'ing the bejebbers out of every surface in the place with the doors and windows wide open. DH got up around 7:00, headed for a cup of coffee and said sweetly "It smells nice in here this morning".
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