I tried to take a bunch of vitamins this morning but forgot having more than two itty bitty pills on an empty stomach makes me feel nauseated.
Personally I wouldn’t risk it. I have dyed polyester (for costumes, and OH MY GOD does dye for synthetics reek) and I specifically bought a thrift store pot for it because of the warnings.
You can think of it as an excuse to buy a new (non scratched) pot! Scratched non stick is not good anyway.
It’s too bad you are not near me, I have a stock pot I don’t need anymore (bought originally for water bath canning, but then I bought a steam canner (with deep sides) that I can also use for water bath, so I don’t need it anymore). Yet another thing I need to deaccess.
You already win! By using a pot with scratched up nonstick coating you chose one that probably already wasn’t good safe! Now it’s your craft pot!
And you get the fun of buying a new pot!!! (My recentish best pots are from South and East Asian grocery stores, oldest best pot is from IKEA. Or Canadian Tire has lagostina on sale virtually always)
Yeah, this was nylon dye and I’ve been seeing various alarming things on the internet.
Haha, life would be so much easier if all forum folk were in one place! I’ve never been particularly tempted to move to the states until this year
You are very wise- we could do with a craft pot!
I went pot shopping this afternoon and got a GIANT pot (it was the same price as the medium ones) so now I can make all the batch chilli that I want
Also, I got a lovely green jumper out of it
Lovely sweater! And way to turn a tiny complaint to a tiny victory
A complaint on behalf of the local plant life from adjoining yards - what fucking season is it?
Azaleas say spring.
Tree says late fall.
According to next weekend’s weather forecast the answer is summer. We’re in the northern hemisphere.
Kitten wanted into my room then out of my room then into my room then out of my room, over and over. Eventually I ignored his exit request. He came over to me and peed on my legs.
I don’t want to buy hand lotion from the local place, even though the samples feel very nice, because every time I try the samples the salespeople come out and aggressively make me try all of them.
Girl Cat peed in the kitchen and pooped in several places. Marmalade told me while I was in the middle of making the first of several important phone calls. Then I came upstairs and Boy Cat had puked on the bed.
I had to unscrew the floor doorstop in the kitchen to clean it (probably there was pee from last time she went there and she smelled it) and Marmalade is so helpless and doesn’t know where the screwdriver is. And then walking to the kitchen sink, he had taken the paper towels off the holder attached to the inside of the cabinet and I walked right into it and it snapped.
I am not in a good mood and it’s supposed to be my first day back at work today. I’m going to be late logging in.
My office shares a wall with Imaging in the hospital.
I’m young enough that the high pitch sounds are driving me batty. The surrounding offices are filled with folks old enough that no one else notices. I thought I was going crazy until one of the (very young) volunteers informed me and that it bugged the shit out of them, too.
I have had asshole anxiety brain for three consecutive nights. I would like sleep, please.
Headache and now my tummy has decided to enter the mix. Urgh I just want to go home, but at this point I’m close enough to the end of the workday that I should just stick it out.
Why won’t this stupid fucking project dieeeeeeee
(ugh something something consistent revenue is good for the company and my bonuses but also uuuugh this project)
My sleep times do not match up with the rest of my family, but the toddler insists on mummy putting him to bed. I think tonight I’m going to bed at 8 and he and Dad can sort themselves out.
(This is a daydream, he will insist on me because he’s going through a Klingon phase)
Colleague sent me a word document that is, by their estimate, 85% done. Their email to me this morning includes:
“What I expect is that when you see the data, you’ll be able to mine it for insights and it will help support and validate the work.”
“As you can see not much is new, and you’re travelling with much of this knowledge. The material I will put together at the end of January will present it formally, tie it to our activities, support the changes we plan to make and provide raw data that you can mine to further develop our collective thinking.”
I have not opened the document.
So basically “Here’s the shit I collected but didn’t bother to do any work sorting or analyzing because I expect you to do it all for me.”
I’ve been turning the dishwasher off at the switch, to see if the little light going on & off was the cause of our increased baseload power use since we got it. Last night I turned on at the switch and it made a little flash and noise… And now the power button on the actual machine has no effect on it “waking up”/turning properly on for me to set the thing to run.
Shit.
I accidentally put two googly eyes in the wash. Only one came out.
Can you try having him tuck you in? One time when Mr. Meer was sick and going to bed early, kiddo tucked him in and sang him twinkle twinkle (which was the cutest thing ever) and later when I finished our bed time routine he asked for daddy kiss like usual and I reminded him that he tucked in daddy and he said “Oh, okay.” I gave him one more kiss and left. I think he liked playing the parent role for his daddy so that helped.
May not work with Klingons but it’s worth a shot?
Uterus.