Did any of us tell you that you can stick the nozzle in the tank, pull on the handle, and push the little lever down to catch on the little notches? As Phalon said before, the pump will stop automatically. The different notches are for how quickly you want to the pump to deliver the gas.
Here's one example - and there are several more.
Last Edit: Nov 11, 2016 22:52:20 GMT -6 by stepper
Sorry. Was watching a video on YouTube, which led to another, and another, and I forgot to check back here. My sister never went to the doctor, she's just letting it run its course. Mom's childhood friend from 3rd grade, who helped me out when Mom wasn't able to take care of herself, had the singles before and said it would be several weeks for it to be over. It's the end of the second week, so hopefully my sister will be over it by Thanksgiving. Our first without Mom.
Sorry. Was watching a video on YouTube, which led to another, and another, and I forgot to check back here.
That happens to me sometimes. I'm occasionally surprised at how many videos I've viewed and how many back-arrow clicks it takes to return to the main page.
I remember dad using Witch Hazel when he had shingles so I did a 30 second drill. There were several comments about how Witch Hazel helped ease the pain and sped healing, but the below also mentioned Aloe vera and I hadn't thought of that one. Witch Hazel doesn't require a doctors visit but if she does that, she'll also need one of those bags of cotton balls.
"Many sufferers report that aloe vera gel mixed with cayenne pepper or the direct application of apple cider vinegar helps to stop the pain of shingles and speed the healing of the blisters. Witch hazel also helps the healing of the blisters. As for the aloe/cayenne pepper mix, it sounds as if it should make the pain worse but it seems to stop the pain. Try to find the highest concentration of aloe gel, or better yet, use aloe directly from the plant itself for best results. Add a 1/4 teaspoon of cayenne pepper for every cup of aloe gel or pure aloe."
Last Edit: Nov 12, 2016 11:36:27 GMT -6 by stepper
That happens to me sometimes. I'm occasionally surprised at how many videos I've viewed and how many back-arrow clicks it takes to return to the main page.
I don't have to back up the pages. I stopped using the same tab/page years ago when I kept getting stuck on sites/pages that refused to let me back up. I open new tabs/windows and close them when I'm done with them. I hate having everything in one window too. Too many tabs is a pain. So I have a window with Whoosh & Runboards. A window with Facebook and YouTube or Twitter. A window with IMDb forums. Sometimes a window with Twitter by itself, or with YouTube, or another forum I check on once in a while.
Now I have three browser windows open. Usually 2 or 3 Firefox windows, 1 MS Edge window, and 1 Google Chrome window. I use my personal Facebook on Firefox, my Joxcee Facebook on Edge, and my author Facebook on Chrome. I sometimes have my Twitter open on Chrome, because it uses my author name, and I have it connected to my author Facebook. I also connected my Wattpad account to my author Facebook/Twitter accounts and open it in Chrome. Though, now that they're connected I can open them in Firefox and they don't interfere with my personal Facebook account.
I'm using Edge because Safari kept freezing up on me. If that problem ever gets fixed I might go back to using Safari. I've learned one major thing. I want a universal favorites/bookmarks app ... that way I don't have to try and export one to the other and then when I want to save a page on one, I have to then open that same page is all the other browsers and save it in the same location. I want a 'one size fits all' system to make my internet experience more enjoyable.
Last Edit: Nov 12, 2016 17:56:24 GMT -6 by Mini Mia
I stopped using the same tab/page years ago when I kept getting stuck on sites/pages that refused to let me back up.
I hate those! I found that most of them would let me back up if I quickly hit the backup arrow several times, but even with all that it wouldn't always work. I have only two browsers: IE and Chrome. I tried others but I didn't like how they worked. And to be honest, I don't have a reason to have that many browsers or windows open at the same time.
I already mentioned creams and such and she vetoed putting anything on them. Probably because it hurts too much to bother applying.
That's what the cotton balls do - make the application much easier.
I like keeping them separate, or I'll post to the wrong site.
I can imagine! I've gotten into the habit of looking at the posts and forming a response in notepad before actually posting to the board. It's happened that I got distracted, or someone posted while I was posting (and distracted), and I've put the planned response in the wrong thread. Then I have to go back, figure out when I went wrong, and fix it all up.
I got dog food today. My BIL filled up the tank on Saturday.
First, congratulations on another successful driving experience - but how come/why for you let BIL top off the tank? You might have let him supervise while you did it so you'd gain experience. You did at least observe, right?[/quote]
I did say, "Thanks." And also said, "Thanks" the day before when he cleaned the cob webs/dirt daubers nests out of Mom's heat/air unit so the heat would blow in the house, and he put oil on a key so I could lock up Mom's garage door, and when he took a look to see why Mom's whole house generator hasn't kicked on the last two/three times the lights were out for a few hours, and for checking the filter I totally forgot all about until a few weeks ago. Yeah. It's dated August 2015, when Mom had me switch out a new one for an old one. I gotta remember to put 20x20x1 on my list next time I go shopping. He thought it looked okay, but I'm changing it asap.
Speaking of DIY - the friend who gave her brother a kidney is leaving. Her father is not well and she wants to be closer to home so very soon she'll be quitting and moving. She's doing this all on her own - except for the 6 Great Danes and one pit bull that she's rescued. The plan is that she's going to make several trips between there and here. What she can't move in time she's going to put in storage and make trips when she can until she gets it all moved. She is, for the most part, doing all this on her own. I've been trying to help the past few evenings by being manual labor - somewhat helpful when there's really heavy things to load on her too small trailer. Oh, she's also got Carpal Tunnel so she's having painful problems with her hands and wrists. I don't see time to do all that she needs done, but she just keeps on keeping on.
A friend of hers from work also came out this evening. She's pretty much set up for this trip - but she's decided that since the trip is 20 hours she's going to get a decent nights sleep first. When she wakes up, she’ll get in gear and hit the road. I bought us KFC for dinner and left her the few pieces that remained - she'll have them for breakfast or the trip or whatever she wants. The trailer is a touch overloaded for weight. I'm hoping that doesn't prove to be a mistake but there were things she felt had to go this trip and some of it was heavy.
Anyway - I can't help her more than I have - just hope it's enough.
So, how's the work at mom's house going? Done with cleaning out the hell hole?
Haven't gone near the hell hole. Haven't done anything the past two weeks. Got lazy while working on the kitchen refrigerator. Will do some work on it next week, maybe. I don't plan on moving in right away, and if my niece isn't going to move in, then ... my sister said we'd deal with the stuff next Spring with a yard sale or two. Works for me. Maybe we'll be better able to do it then. People keep asking about Mom's couch, but my sister just can't give it away. It kind of stresses her that people seem to be "picking at the bones" while we're not ready to let go of it yet. Or she isn't. Then again, if someone actually came to the house to get it I might get stressed too.
I didn't drive yesterday. My Mom's childhood friend took me for my doctor's appointment. When she asked if I was driving to her house, I balked. And I asked her to drive me today to Jury Duty. And later I realized it was just my fear holding me back.
So, yesterday morning after I got dressed I called her to say I was driving to her house, but got her answering machine so I waited for her. I didn't want to be driving to her house and her be driving to my house. She said she got ready early and decided to just wait in my driveway until I was ready, but I was ready too. I told her I was going to drive to Jury Duty, but I'd call her if I chickened out. I didn't.
My time to be there was 3:00pm, but to show up at 2:30pm to get through security quicker. I left at around 12:57pm to beat the crowd and have plenty of parking spaces. Yeah. Didn't realize they had planned on having two groups show up at different times, and there was a bunch of cars and no parking spaces, so I drove to my Mom's childhood friend's house and parked there, then walked back to the courthouse. And since I got there before the 1:30pm group orientation started, I got to sit in and skip the 3:00pm orientation. I was home by 2:33pm. It sprinkled on me walking back to my car, but it stopped as I was heading home.
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And also said, "Thanks" the day before when he cleaned the cob webs/dirt daubers nests out of Mom's heat/air unit so the heat would blow in the house, and he put oil on a key so I could lock up Mom's garage door, and when he took a look to see why Mom's whole house generator hasn't kicked on the last two/three times the lights were out for a few hours, and for checking the filter I totally forgot all about until a few weeks ago.
DIY Bill Vol. 3 - the movie Tarantino never got around to making.
I hope your time on jury duty is much smoother, goes by much faster, and is over much sooner than the time it's taking me to put the house back together after the renovation. It seems like I'm just plodding along, shifting things from one place to another. Boxes were hastily packed, and then moved from room to room as the renovation progressed. Now I've got to go through those boxes, and find a place for everything; what I don't want to do is jam closets to overflowing with stuff we don't need or want anymore (closets, btw, we never had before!!). Hubs and I painted the dining room over the weekend, so now I can get that room back together...once I go through the boxes for my "office", which are currently stacked in front of the dining room boxes. Sigh. I at least took a bunch of stuff to the Humane Society resale shop - a couple of lamps and knick-knack stuff, and a box of clothing to Good Will. One day, it'll all be finished. I hope.
I will only be on Jury Duty for four months out of next year. Will get info later as to which are my four months. The first time I was on jury duty, it was for the whole year. I sat on 3 or 4 cases. A few years ago I was on jury duty for the second time, this time for four months out of the year. I lucked out and didn't have to go to the courthouse at all during those four months. I'm not expecting to be so lucky again. I'm just grateful it isn't for a whole year.
I've received jury duty notices four times (five including the one I received from Kentucky shortly after we moved here). Other than sending in a doctor's note for one (BP was due within a month, and since LX was born six weeks early, he was concerned BP would be early also; she was - by two weeks), all I had to do was place a call Friday evenings, to see if I had to report on Monday. My number never fell within the range that had to report.
Still plodding along on the unpacking/organizing. Emptied another box yesterday, and packed a couple of others for LX to go through when she's home for Thanksgiving; her stuff, and if she doesn't want it, it's outta here. Took some stuff no longer needed to Computer Guy next door - for whatever reason, I had a keyboard and mouse still unopened in a box; I think Hubs got it for me because the keyboard on my PC was so danged loud, the "clickety-clack" drove him nuts; Computer Guy knows of a few people who could get some use out of it. Packing up the pressure cooker and canning stuff to take to a friend who I'm meeting for coffee this morning (I better start moving or I'm going to be late!).
You and I are kind of in the same boat - you going through your Mom's house and deciding what to keep, and me doing the same with my house. Slow going.
Yeah. Since my niece hasn't decided if she's going to move in, and I'm not moving in until I save up money to do some fixing up, my sister decided to wait and have a yard sale in the Spring. So, who knows if there will be another excuse to put it off then. I'm in no hurry, so I won't mind.
Unboxing is a pain. For the longest time I still had things in boxes after I moved from next door to Mom to back behind my sister. I'm dreading the move back to Moms. Mom's dog is so ready to be back in her old neighborhood though. Here she sticks with me. She won't go outside to do her thing unless I go out too. When I go to feed Mom's cat, she strays off to all the neighbor's houses and refuses to get back into the car. I don't usually leave her, because if I do she'll jump up on my new car and scratch it, but the other day she took off and so did I and a few hours later I called for her from my front porch. She finally came home. I keep telling her she could do that from my house, but no, she sticks to me like glue.
I was called for one other Jury Duty, it wasn't for my county, it was state? It would have been out of my driving range, and I wasn't driving then. Anyhoo, I listed on there that I was my Mother's caretaker, I never heard back from them.
Having had to do it both ways, I found there are both pros and cons to either quickly going through the contents of a loved one's house after they've died, and taking your time. My brother's house had to be emptied quickly, most of which I did myself due to my other brother's and friends' work schedules. The pro is it forced me to be selective about what to keep, not only for myself, but family members and friends; what to donate, and what to trash. The negative is that I regretted not having more time to respect the material things of his, and the reasons he had them (if that makes sense).
Mom's house was different for many reasons - we grew up there, and still had strong attachments to the house, and the things in it, not only of hers, but of Dad's and Mike's, as well as things of my surviving brother's and my childhoods, and that of our kids' childhoods. We also had as long as we wanted to empty it because we owned the house. It was good because there wasn't the rush. We went through it in stages, and at first, I kept everything that had memories attached to our family. In a way though, I think it prolonged the grieving process not only for Mom, but for Mike; Dad had died nearly 15 years earlier, and when we came across his things, there were only fond memories because the loss of him wasn't so fresh and raw.
Is one way better than the other? I don't think so; either way it's hard.
I gather from everything you've written over the past years that you live in a small community, and would assume if you had a yard sale, people from your church, and your Mom's friends and neighbors would probably stop by the sale. If you know of anything that was given to your Mom as gifts from her close friends, don't put them in the sale - it has the potential to create hard feelings. Maybe instead, give the thing back to the person who gave it to your Mom, and say something to the effect of "Mom really cherished this as well as she did your friendship. I'd like you to have it now, to remember how much you meant to her."
Also, with cold weather approaching, perhaps consider donating your Mom's winter clothing, and warm blankets to a women's shelter, or someone in your area who might be in need of such things. There are always coat, hat, mitten drives during this time of year for people who don't have and can't afford warm clothing.
My parents died in 2004 and 2006 and we still have boxes of "stuff" piled up in our garage and one of our upstairs bedrooms. My father was an avid genealogist and there are boxes of books, computer printouts, and floppy disks of data. I don't want to just throw it all away but I don't know anyone who would be able to use it if I gave it to them!
Then there are the boxes and boxes of unlabeled slides in their trays. Some among the thousands may have personal meaning but most are just a huge unknown.
User Notes huh, must remember to thank Mini-Mia for letting me know about this field.