Oh thanks @nelliebly, so pleasant to think about. 
I do love a little pigeon, tho’
We had a fig tree at one house. Never got the drunk figs, though. Mr VOW’s stepmom cooked the figs into jam, and made homemade fig newtons. She used a shortbread cookie.
The year Mr VOW bought his first chainsaw, he slashed that tree back so hard, we all figured it was dead. The poor tree took the trim as a huge relief, and burst forth the next year with greenery and figs.
We always had the biggest, most gaudy-colored June bugs around that tree! Bugs creep me out, so I left others to deal with the tree and its products.
~VOW
99 jars of figs on the shelf,
99 jars of figs
Take one down
Pass it around
98 jars of figs on the shelf…
(It was really 12 jars of perserves, and no more figgy drunkedness)
Thanks for that. :Grimace: I was happier when I thought it was just poop.
I was gonna pick some more figs before it rained. I decided against it when I saw all the drunk pink elephants.
Oh…maybe I dreamed that…
, The figs all looked fermented. 12pints of figs is more than I really need, anyway.
Fighting ignorance is not for the weak of stomach. 
I was going to agree with “No shit, Sherlock!” but that would have put us right back in the thick of it.
Oops.
Oops again.
Boo /chagrined/
(Not really)
Wait…wut!??
That’s got 40 different meanings.
My brain is still addled from the figgy drunk.
Boy, this puts a whole new spin on “Give us some figgy pudding” verse from the old Christmas Carol!
~VOW
Yep.
Now we know the rest of the story.
Isn’t figgy pudding one of the ones that you pour brandy sauce over and then ignite?
pretty sure Beckdawrek has more than enough going on in her kitchen without adding open flames 
Boo
Ain’t it the truth!
I need some that fruit drink. Lousy week.
Bring us up to date, @Beckdawrek!
What’s the feral pig situation this summer? Are they tripping on drunken figs and tearing up the garden?
You still herding Grandwreks? Are they still protecting the acres from Ft Covid! Still flying the Covid flag? You still got Li’l Wrekker’s BF scrubbing bathrooms? Do you rent him out???
Inquiring minds NEED to know!
~VOW
Ok, here’s the latest:
Mr.Wrekker got home from Georgia. He’s sequestered at the Lake house.
The lil’wrekker will be here at least thru her first Trimester at her University. She’ll online it.
Hamza will leave soon to go to his University. He has students lined up to teach via Zoom, or some such thingy. I’m gonna miss his help.
mid-Daughter sold her Condo, she will homeschool her boys. Not sure what she’ll do about going home. She’s a procrastinator. I enjoy her cooking. I want her to stay, always.
Son-of-a-wrek is working sporadically. He’s on the clock 24/7 according to him…
He spends an awful lot of time just hanging out here at the house, trying to convince me he needs a keg-o-rater(MSP) in the worst way. He has been doing his Dad’s chores, that was a help.
DIL is still bossing everyone around, inventing casseroles and is our lifeline to Walmart and the Pharmacy.
The Grandwrex are great. I’ve had so much fun with them here. What a blessing. They certainly keep me moving.
The Fort COVID is their favorite. The stockpond pool has proved more trouble than it was worth.
My health is good. I’m doing pretty much anything I want. Lefty is doing his job.
That’s about it.
Forgot to add: we still have an un-healthy overabundance of feral pigs.
I need to buy more shells for my gun, just sayin’
Please let the fig stupor wear off before loading any of them.
Just sayin’.
Boo
Boo, don’t worry. I’m all about gun safety.
And a damn good shot, I might add
I will keep that in mind.
And I’ll also always honk the car horn before
I walk up to your door.
I’d also always wear a hunter orange hat, but I don’t do hats. Smashes my hair and all.
Boo