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DON’T ASK ME WHY, BUT I decided to go online yesterday and check my status on the Traffic Department’s website. I wasn’t listed Friday and they’re closed for the weekend. Maybe I was enjoying being annoyed.
Things went differently. The site wouldn’t load at all. I tried two browsers and then my iPad. A few hours later, I thought I’d check again and see if the site was back online. It was. So I entered my data and the message that I wasn’t registered didn’t appear! What ho?!? (I simply liked the sound of that just now.) Instead, I got a message that the site was experiencing technical difficulties and to please try again later. I call that major progress! This morning I tried again, just for the hell of it. The site is back up and when I enter my data — I’m back to not being listed on the site. Oh well. I can dream, can’t I?
San Geraldo baked apple cake yesterday evening. We haven’t had one for a long time. Dinner was take-away pizza. The thought of cooking and washing dishes after baking an apple cake and washing up after that was just too much to contemplate (Note: Apple cake is one of the easiest things to make and clean up after). Besides I went for a long walk and did a load of laundry yesterday. It’s important to not overdo.
Our allergies have been unpleasant lately. This morning, when I got out of bed to photograph the sunrise, my head was so clogged it made me tippy. Not dizzy so much as losing equilibrium. I nearly tipped over a few times and had to grab the furniture and the terrace railing (the glass curtain wasn’t open enough for me to fall out). I went back to bed and woke up two hours later, slightly less tippy. My head is still clogged.
NO ME PREGUNTEN POR QUÉ, pero ayer decidí conectarme en línea y verificar mi estado en el sitio web del Departamento de Tráfico. No figuraba en la lista el viernes y están cerrados los fines de semana. Quizás estaba disfrutando estar molesto.
Las cosas fueron diferentes. El sitio no se cargaba en absoluto. Probé con dos navegadores y luego con mi iPad. Unas horas más tarde, pensé en volver a comprobar y ver si el sitio estaba de nuevo en línea. Era. ¡Así que ingresé mis datos y el mensaje de que no estaba registrado no apareció! ¡¿Qué ho?!? (Simplemente me gustó el sonido de eso en este momento). En cambio, recibí un mensaje de que el sitio estaba experimentando dificultades técnicas y que vuelva a intentarlo más tarde. ¡A eso lo llamo gran progreso! Esta mañana lo intenté de nuevo, solo por el placer de hacerlo. El sitio está respaldado y cuando ingreso mis datos, vuelvo a no aparecer en el sitio. Oh bien. Puedo soñar, ¿no?
San Geraldo horneó tarta de manzana ayer por la noche. No hemos tenido uno en mucho tiempo. La cena fue pizza para llevar. La idea de cocinar y lavar los platos después de hornear un pastel de manzana y fregar después de eso era demasiado para contemplar (Nota: el pastel de manzana es una de las cosas más fáciles de hacer y limpiar después). Además, ayer di un largo paseo y lavé un montón de ropa. Es importante no exagerar.
Nuestras alergias han sido desagradables últimamente. Esta mañana, cuando me levanté de la cama para fotografiar el amanecer, tenía la cabeza tan atascada que me dio vueltas. No tanto marearse como perder el equilibrio. Estuve a punto de volcarme un par de veces y tuve que agarrar los muebles y la barandilla de la terraza (la cortina de vidrio no estaba lo suficientemente abierta como para que me cayera). Volví a la cama y me desperté dos horas más tarde, un poco menos borracho. Todavía tengo la cabeza tapada.
28 thoughts on “Tipping point / Punto de inflexión”
I find Hibiscus to be a very happy plant……just look at them.
Must be lots of pollen around, eh? We take two products/homeopathic remedies by ‘A. Vogel’ called Sinna and Allergy Relief. They work for us.
So much in bloom year-round here, but this time of year is the pollen festival. For me, the cures tend to be as bad or worse than the symptoms.
Oh that is gorgeous – try not to fall off the balcony
Thanks to the neighbor-visiting cats, the glass curtain is never open enough for me to fall out.
For what it’s worth… When I went to my doctor recently, he saw something up my nose (i.e. something other than attitude) and had me go to am ENT to have it checked out. Turned out it was simply inflamed tissue from allergies; I thought to myself “Egad, I’ve had this for years!” One treatment he suggested was Flonase nasal spray–it’s a steroid not merely a decongestant and, hence, effective for inflammation. It did wonders.
Unless it gets awful all the time, I’ll avoid the meds. The side effects tend to hit me hard, often worse than the original symptoms. TYLENOL knocks me out. And the one time I took Nyquil, it kept me awake all night (a possible side effect I later learned). I’m no longer tippy.
They are just f**king with you now!
Nice butt crack shot!
I think the director told me they were having the same issues for another student just so I wouldn’t know the truth that it’s all about me. I’m waiting until 12:30 today before I check online.
I’m beginning to think C (as in the former MF examiner) may have hacked into their system. She seems evil enough for the job. 🙁
Better luck next time.
One has to wonder if the woman on the beach has sand in her eyes or is simply blinded by the fellow’s physical accoutrements.
I wouldn’t put it past C. But she didn’t seem smart enough. I THINK the woman standing near Buttcrack was laughing because they had the tent almost on the frame when it flew into the air. I might share that image today.
I’ve never seen a double hibiscus in real life — what a gorgeous flower!
They’re stunning. So frustrating about the problems with hibiscus on our terrace. I’m still trying but might soon give up. Their always completely covered with buds. Some days later, the terrace floor is completely covered with buds.
Wow! That sunrise! I suspect that technical problems have prevented your records from being displayed all along. It sounds like they’re in some kind of mess over there. Maybe Russian hackers are holding their data hostage?
When the website was down, I wondered if it was technical problems that caused my info to not show up. But the website is up and still no luck. Here’s hoping. But, you know, the guy I met while I waited for my first exam (the one who was about to fail for the fifth time) was born in Russia (although he didn’t grow up there). AND… he had a consulting firm that specialized in web business technology! Besides that, he told me he was thinking of just chucking it all if he failed again. Hmmm.
What a collection of bright and fun pictures you present us with today! The first and last were the perfect bookends for the post. And I hope your driving tortures end soon. I feel like they treat you people like a worm on a hook! I still don’t get it, why they are so damn picky and pains in the ass.
Except for the fact that the licensing process here is a huge money maker for driving schools (although the government rips applicants off, I can’t see how they make any actual money given how many people they have on staff and how much bureaucracy there is), I don’t really know what purpose this all serves. Driving around town always feels like a bit of a free-for-all — just like many other places I’ve lived.
You be careful, Scoot! We don’t want to lose you to a allergy induced balcony accident. Nice hibiscusesssss. I don’t know what to tell ya about the DMV. I will say that I like the way Mary thinks.
I did make sure I couldn’t fit through the open window before I tippingly approached.
Watch out for the tippies. They’ll get you. And oy with the poodles for the driving bureaucracy (oy with the poodles if from The Gilmore Girls and just comes out of my typing fingers sometimes).
I’ll have to find a clip of oy with the poodles. I never watched The Gilmore Girls, but I like that phrase.
I love the girls and have watched the series 3 or 4 times. I am Lorelai and my daughter is Rory, although we are much older now while they remain youthful.
I just watched the clip of “Oy with the poodles already.’ I love it and just might add it to my repertoire! Oy with the poodles already!
I am thinking of the pizza
It still surprises me to hear pizza is anywhere but North America
What do you/others in your town like on their pizza?
Pizza is everywhere and there are so many choices, I couldn’t say what people like. Even I have too many likes to share.
Oh my heavens! That sunrise photo is incredible. I’m sure I’ve never seen a view like that in person.
Thanks, Mitch, for bringing so much color into my life 🙂
I can’t wait to read, one day, that they finally put your license into the database. What craziness!
I looked up from bed and saw that, flew out of bed and grabbed my camera. The view changes so quickly. As for the license, I’m so disgusted I can’t even talk about it. Just texted the driving school again.
What a sunrise! So glad you risked it all to get that shot. I sometimes run down onto the dock in my little nightie to get shots of a good sunrise. The joy of having no neighbors.
If I had no neighbors, I’d regularly run down to the dock in my birthday suit.