Evening all. I hope you have had a good day.
Grim about the ol' stalker @WendyWagon, that's no fun at all. I'm glad MN responded and tried to be helpful. That's proper horrible though, talking about your posts in IRL. Nightmare. Hopefully they're gone for good. One thing I have noticed very recently with MN (like, in the last day or two) and I thought I'd mention it here just in case - I've received an email saying "You've been @ mentioned by [made up user ID] SPUDGUN on this thread: 'NAME OF THREAD'"; I've then clicked on the link to see and true enough I have been mentioned on NAME OF THREAD, but not by SPUDGUN. There is no SPUDGUN on that thread. So, whoever has mentioned me on that thread has an alternative user name there, and SPUDGUN elsewhere. That probably doesn't make sense. What I mean is - beware that a NC isn't always a total NC. I have two user IDs, and in all except one thread I am REP22. But if I thank a post or mention a poster under the other, very different, user ID, the other posters will see in their notifications that it was from REP22 despite it being me under my other ID. Oh lordy, I'm confusing myself now. Hopefully you get what I mean.
Sid does love a run @NextPhaseOfLife - usually after a deer, if he can (not often). There's only one place where I'll let him off the lead, as I know he's secure and knows where he's going. He is still reaping the rewards of his Dartmoor Debacle from last year! I love a good walk, but the only time I'll actually run is if something with massive teeth is chasing me 😉
With you also on the laptop/social media aspect of "The Fear". I've texted some utter nonsense in my time when p-ssed, some of which has lost me friends and caused much shame. Even today, FB sometimes reminds me of "memories from 7 years ago!" which is another drunken rambling that I've not managed to delete. Urgh. I am so glad that that is not me anymore and The Fear is not a constant malevolent shadow any longer.
I absolutely love Sex and the City @WendyWagon, I often rewatch them. I was lucky enough to meet SJP earlier this year, and I thanked her for SATC, said it had seen me thorough some very bleak times. She was lovely.
I've had fun and games with the new toilet seat. One of the old fittings was resolutely stubborn and refused to budge despite a good hour of me going at it with pliers whilst Sid shouted rude words at it. I admitted defeat in the end, and I HATE being defeated by such things. Sid is a popular lad in my street, so when we emerged to head away from the scene of torment my next door neighbours came out to have Sidcuddles. I mentioned our lavatorial shenanigans and lovely male neighbour had his toolbox handy and offered to have a look. I was mortified - but more annoyed than I was abashed - and, thanking the Bog Gods that all was clean and the bin was empty, I gratefully accepted. Invoking three pairs of pliers, he achieved the mighty deed and the wretched thing was off. I put the new one on myself, so am very very pleased. I will buy gifts for neighbours' doorstep. But the old seat did not go quietly. It was like Game of Thrones, except with pliers and a cistern instead of swords and thrones.
Onwards to Bank Holiday Monday. I hope you will have a lovely one. The weather's turning a bit here again, but it was lovely earlier.
Jesus wants him for a Sunbeam (although he may change his mind when he hears the language out of him. Sid's got a potty-mouth on him today for some reason. I have told him that "we are not at home to Mr. Toilet-Talk" (Sid, not Jesus)...). x