The good news thread

Officially tomorrow but technically yesterday, I am fully retired.

No longer my circus.
No longer my monkeys.
No longer my problems.

Jeez, it only took 6 years for a 'Mom and Pop' place to evolve from a great place to work into a corporate shitshow. Not gonna miss it.

I still remember back in 2014 when I told my Director that I was quitting her woke shit show. Look on her face was priceless. Never looked back even though I got a few calls needing my help. Sorry I do not work there any more. Click. Over half of my staff left soon after me.
Enjoy your retirement and stay busy. Any plans?
 
That's the way they all looked, right? ;)

Before the diet.
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bucky-When I retired the first time in 22, plans were to become a Motorcycle Safety Foundation Rider Coach, take some Tae Kwon Do classes to stay limber and maybe get an old farts PT job delivering parts for the local NAPA. I got asked to come back to work 6 weeks after I left for a Phenomenal Fee to 'Advise'. That morphed back into wrenching because what is coming out of our US factory is absolute garbage. I put my foot down last July about the wrenching after changing a trip home to fly to NJ to put a new $500,000 machine in service that should never have been shipped. I told them that I was done at the end of the year and not to call me.
Anyway, the MSF stuff went out the window. Plans now are to get involved with the education side of DuKane Abate https://dukaneabateil.org/ Also the local Lions Club, and the job at NAPA is still open if I want it.
First and foremost, though, is that Mrs. Cheesy was diagnosed with breast cancer the week before Turkey Day. We need to get that dealt with. Her prognosis is good and she's having a lumpectomy on the 19th, followed by four to six weeks of radiation.
 
First and foremost, though, is that Mrs. Cheesy was diagnosed with breast cancer the week before Turkey Day. We need to get that dealt with. Her prognosis is good and she's having a lumpectomy on the 19th, followed by four to six weeks of radiation.

Prayers for you both, my friend. 🙏 Getting that taken care of is obviously the #1 priority. Everything after that will be a cakewalk, comparatively speaking.
 
So sorry to read about Mrs. C's diagnosis.
Some time in mid-2020, my Wife was self checking herself and felt a lump in her left breast. But because of Covid, we were delayed in seeing a specialist until early-2021. Then in Sept. 2021, she had a Mastectomy. Subsequent Dr. visits have been clear & good for a positive outcome.

The best to Mrs. Cheesy & you.
 
Thanks all. Both her sisters have been through it, so she is getting a lot of support there. All the medical people we've dealt with have been great.

As this is the Good News thread, how about I inject some humor on the current subject?

Mrs.Cheesy's youngest sister had a mastectomy over 20 years ago and also had reconstructive surgery. Mrs.Cheesy and I went to visit her sister and brother-in-law about 8 months later. As we are standing around BS'ing their kitchen while consuming adult beverages. Vicky, the youngest sister, had a bit more than she should have, pulls up her top and says, "Wanna see my new titties?"

Brother-in-law, a straight laced up tight accountant, does a facepalm and mutters, "Jesus Christ, Vick.". Mrs.Cheesy kind of stammers and stutters and finally gets out, "They look nice." Once I picked myself up off the floor and stopped laughing, I pulled a dollar out of my wallet, and handed it to Vicky while telling her "Thanks, but that's all I'm gonna pay."
 
Officially tomorrow but technically yesterday, I am fully retired.

No longer my circus.
No longer my monkeys.
No longer my problems.

Jeez, it only took 6 years for a 'Mom and Pop' place to evolve from a great place to work into a corporate shitshow. Not gonna miss it.

Congrats Cheesy to your official retirement ‼️
 
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My wife has a friend who sings locally at a number of different venues. Last night, she invited us as her guests while she was performing at an assisted-living facility. Well, we were sitting directly in front when this elderly woman whom I had never met before came up and promptly sat on my knee, threw one arm around my neck, and said "Santa, I want me a tall man with all his own teeth. What can you do about that?" Everyone was laughing, and I told her that while I still had all my own teeth, I'm only about 5'7", so that rules me out, and I'd just have to see what I could come up with. :LOL:

Two different gals came up to me and asked me when I was going to sing. Apparently, I was caught singing along to every song. One of the gals told me that she was watching me, and that I knew the words to every song performed, so she just assumed I was a musician. I had to inform her that the only musical instrument I could play was the radio. ;)

It was a really good time, and a great way to end the year.
 
Not often you get to truly make a difference in someone’s life. 15yrs ago I was a new hire, and we had an intern who was on an educational visa from India while he was doing Grad school. He was a rockstar but eventually had to move back to India. I got promoted and was in a position to hire him as our offshore team lead. Fast forward a few more years, I own my own company and have the opportunity to hire him again.

A few years later we get bought and this company has international offices and good lawyers, we get him back to the US with his wife and kids but this Visa has a clock and he wants to stay in the states, but the Greencard process for Indians is impossible. I’m going to be leaving the company, so as my last act as a VP I get the lawyers to move him and his family to Canada as a “unique and valued” employee because once you establish Canadian residency, if you are highly skilled and compensated you can be prioritized for Greencard status into the US, they grind it out in Canada for the two years.

I haven’t seen this guy in two years but I got this message yesterday.


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He is now a Greencard holder, owns a home in IL and on the path to citizenship.

Never underestimate the ability to change someone’s life and the power of the American dream.
 
Not often you get to truly make a difference in someone’s life. 15yrs ago I was a new hire, and we had an intern who was on an educational visa from India while he was doing Grad school. He was a rockstar but eventually had to move back to India. I got promoted and was in a position to hire him as our offshore team lead. Fast forward a few more years, I own my own company and have the opportunity to hire him again.

A few years later we get bought and this company has international offices and good lawyers, we get him back to the US with his wife and kids but this Visa has a clock and he wants to stay in the states, but the Greencard process for Indians is impossible. I’m going to be leaving the company, so as my last act as a VP I get the lawyers to move him and his family to Canada as a “unique and valued” employee because once you establish Canadian residency, if you are highly skilled and compensated you can be prioritized for Greencard status into the US, they grind it out in Canada for the two years.

I haven’t seen this guy in two years but I got this message yesterday.


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He is now a Greencard holder, owns a home in IL and on the path to citizenship.

Never underestimate the ability to change someone’s life and the power of the American dream.

That's an awesome "Good News" story! Good on ya for all you did for him throughout the years. You're a class act, man! (y)
 
Mrs.Cheesy had her surgery on Friday. Other than getting started about a half hour late, it went off without a hitch. I got to see her in Recovery and she was still at the four martini stage and coming down. The surgeon says that they got it all out and are just now waiting to see if the followup is going to be radiation or chemo. It was a long day for all of us, including Buster. He hadn't been out since 7am and we didn't get back until after 6.

Having had many surgeries myself, I've been advising her on what was coming. Mainly because she is an awful patient. Yesterday, she wanted to take on the world and I had to repeatedly tell her to just chill, the anesthesia hasn't fully worn off yet. The anesthesia had run its course by this morning and she was at the Pain In The Ass stage around 9am. Between then and 11, I learned what all my problems are and that I was wrong about everything. ;) She asked if she should take one of her prescribed pain killers and told her I'd take it if she didn't. That has kicked in and she has mellowed out.

I've explained that each day will get a bit more pain free and she can reduce the meds as needed, per her doctor. She looked at me funny and I had to tell her that she's had two surgeries in her 67 years. I've had eight and six of those were between '05 and '17. I know how this works.
 
The anesthesia had run its course by this morning and she was at the Pain In The Ass stage around 9am. Between then and 11, I learned what all my problems are and that I was wrong about everything. ;) She asked if she should take one of her prescribed pain killers and told her I'd take it if she didn't.

In the midst of a rather serious situation, you threw in something that I found hilarious. I hate feeling guilty about laughing, but dayyum...:ROFLMAO:
Here's to a speedy recovery for Mrs. Cheesy, and the hopes that you figure out how to shit your git together! ;)
 
So, some good news/bad news. Mrs.Cheesy's pathology came back as a mixed bag. Her lymph nodes are clear, so no chemo is needed. However, the pathology also showed that they weren't as successful as they thought in removing the entire mass. She's in that lucky 10% that needs to go through surgery a second time. This go round, though, none of the nuclear medicine pre-op stuff. Just general anesthesia, 20 minute slice and dice in surgery, and go home.

In other news, Owen has had a pretty sad hockey season so far. They were on top of the heap in their group but were moved into a different level with bigger and better skilled kids. The losses were more like slaughters. The kids are now starting to gel. They were still getting beat, but by smaller margins. It looks like they may have hit their stride yesterday. The had a solid win last night against a team that massacred them early in the season. It was a hard fought game. Owen got checked pretty hard and the kid that hit him spent some time in the box. One kid on the opposing team got tripped and smacked her noodle on the ice and got her bell rung. Ref missed that one but called kind of a BS one on Owen and he ended up in the box.
Owen had another game this morning and they cleaned house. Owen scored the go ahead goal* and the team sailed on from there. Owen and his team have three games next weekend.

*Owens' grandma and grandpa screamed louder than anyone else in the rink.
 
Kids Midwinter break was more like early spring break, taught my youngest to ride a two wheeler.

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PS never really felt the “don’t blink it goes by so fast, until today.”

PPS..yes he needs a new helmet and will get one this weekend.

Good job, Dad. Get him a pair of kids cycling gloves, too. There will be bumps, bruises, and a little road rash along the way. May as well limit it on little palms.
 
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