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Joan McGuire
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Being the chaos you want to see in the world!
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Remembering, that at lunch yesterday and discussing a fairly benign situation with my kid, he asked; “Have you considered Mother, that perhaps you are too hot to handle?”
Knit check/fit check time.

I might be able to finish the bottom ribbing by tomorrow and then onto the sleeves.

Yesterday I had an intense conversation, with a 16yo, about high waisted jeans and my theory that no one knows where their waist is until I tell them. That was fun, I’m not wrong.
December 8, 2025 at 7:10 PM
This test is Normal/Benign and I’m sobbing.

She has other things that aren’t, but phew.
December 8, 2025 at 4:00 PM
At the imaging place with Joanne, where I have signed her paperwork for her and answered health history questions to the best of my ability.

She is so happy to get out on a sunny day.

I had Too Many Zooz playing in the car and she really liked their cover of “Smells Like Teen Spirit”.
December 8, 2025 at 2:57 PM
Good morning!

Slept great except for when the squeaky snow plow was next door. I’d like to hit the plow driver in the head with a can of WD-40.

My hip still hurts, the topical pain stuff is not helping.

Knees are great, I’m down to just one spot under the scar that hurts just above the joint.
December 8, 2025 at 11:50 AM
Joanne is currently explaining the evils of boys to her 16 1/2 year old granddaughter and the word “horny” was used and I’m dead now.

The boy in question is an Audi driving person named Chase and his photo is cute.
December 7, 2025 at 10:21 PM
The guy with dementia: “Joe, go Burrow in a hole!”
December 7, 2025 at 8:46 PM
“Shovel”, but to the tune of Ray LaMontagne’s “Trouble”.
December 7, 2025 at 7:05 PM
When and/or if I do murder him, it will be because he “forgets” he is banned from using my bathroom and sneaks in there the minute my back is turned.

There is nothing wrong with his bathroom.

No jury will convict me.
December 7, 2025 at 4:55 PM
Sometimes I get frustrated with Joanne’s kids leaving me out, it’s my inner middle child. I just want to be informed and fix stuff.

Sometimes they are so lovely that it makes up for my own crappy siblings.

Her son just dropped off his homemade biscotti without letting me know. This is so sweet.
December 7, 2025 at 2:06 PM
Good morning!

I slept well. I dreamed I was with a friend, trying to get food at an outside event and it required wading through water to get to the counter.

Along the way I got bashed in the hip by a group of weird swimming cows? Is this why my hip hurts? Is it haunted?
December 7, 2025 at 12:09 PM
While I was at Joanne’s, a very persistent drain fly was buzzing around, so I asked if she had any red or apple cider vinegar to set up a trap.

She did not, so I asked about red wine and also no. That led us to talking about an old friend of her late husband who made wine in the basement
December 7, 2025 at 1:04 AM
Butter Pecan Kringle, from this recipe.
www.kingarthurbaking.com/recipes/butt...

There are multiple ways to make a Kringle. Rather than a yeasted dough or a sour cream dough, I went with the pate a choux on a crisp base.

I made my own caramel sauce and made too much icing.
December 6, 2025 at 9:52 PM
Telling my son I just put a Kringle in the oven and him thinking that is a person.
December 6, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Had a perfect one on one visit with Joanne. She’s moved from exhausted to tired, but is trying to feel better each day.

She says that the good lord doesn’t want her yet and that is a religion I can get behind.

I’m going to make her some lemon pound cake this afternoon, it fits the low fiber diet.
December 6, 2025 at 5:20 PM
Oh where, oh where, is my Time Machine?

I will now commence an exhaustive search for 6 yards of wool jersey in this shade and this shade only.
Two-piece dinner dress in dark pink/red wool jersey, designed by Claire McCardell, c1950, via The Museum at FIT.
December 6, 2025 at 4:09 PM
The guy with dementia spilled an entire bowl of oatmeal on the oatmeal colored carpet that I detest and walked away.

I walked right into it.

I have a plan to rip up this carpet and add a heated floor as this room is an addition done ages ago over the original carport.
December 6, 2025 at 4:06 PM
Informed Delivery has just informed me that I will be receiving a holiday card that comes with a 4-6 page newsletter each year!

I do care about these people, but I’m not sure a month by month report of their doings is the reason for the season.
December 6, 2025 at 12:22 PM
Good morning!

I slept about a million hours. Dreamed I was planning a party in a mansion but like all my dreams, the bathrooms were weird.

I was knackered from yesterday, we added back a bunch of things at PT and added weight/resistance, so my legs are rubbery this morning.
December 6, 2025 at 12:18 PM
Scan went well, no waiting, no fuss. Results early next week.

I ducked out, right after getting home, because I still had a friend keeping an eye on my housemate. I had to get a few things at my Tops and in the cereal aisle I ran into @vbmaier.bsky.social !
December 5, 2025 at 8:01 PM
I’m supposed to be picked up in a minute!
December 5, 2025 at 4:49 PM
While I was balancing on one leg, on a bosu thingy at PT, the guy with the “Will Fuck for Gas” sticker on his car came out of the pool therapy room and into the hall where I was.

Typically, the person leaving that room will bustle by me. I do not like this. But he said I could take my time.
December 5, 2025 at 4:01 PM
My friend across the way is having a CALAMITY!

He will call me later to discuss at length. I am his person to call during calamities, it’s just who I am.
December 5, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Good morning!

It really does feel like zero. Zero degrees, zero peace because the town has a bunch of heavy equipment out there from the water department.

I have a hydrant across the way and maybe it popped?

I slept poorly, I’m worried about my Joanne.
December 5, 2025 at 12:19 PM
40 minute phone call with my son in law where every other remark was either “it’s the moon” or “I love you”.
December 5, 2025 at 12:11 AM
Imma blame this for all of today’s tears.
December 4, 2025 at 10:44 PM