Howdy Y’all! Home from Shrovin’ Tuesday over to the church house. Lots of food that got gone as people were comin’ back for seconds and thirds. I have no idea of the moolah raised yet, but judgin’ from the amount of people, I estimated a couple hunnert, it should be a pretty good haul for our Deacon’s fund. A good time was had by all. Da bear is really tahrd and will commence sleepyfication in the not too distant future.
{{{Gotti and DH}}} appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed re the SS approval. Also here’s hopin’ the side effects of the chemo settle down soonest.
Now, story drama time.
After a couple days goin’ back and forth on JDD’s behalf between his brother and the nursin’ home, he will enter the nursin’ home tomorrow afternoon. At first the one he wanted to go to said they could not take him because of the fact that his folks are there and they would be too upset knowin’ he was there under hospice. UMMMMMM… total BS. His ‘rents know he wants to come there and are on board with the idea. JDD had a long “Come to Jesus” with the nursin’ home and as a result someone at the nursin’ home actually talked to JDD and JDD Bro parents and learned thhat they are indeed on board. Anywho, in the mean time, JDD had been talkin’ with another place that agreed to take JDD Bro, so the plan was he would go there until they could get him in the other place which might take a few weeks. Poor JDD was on his way to the temp place when the preferred place called and told him they could accept his brother tomorrow afternoon. Meanwhile Asshole thing JDD’s brother lives with informed me (I stopped by hospice on my way to the church house to take JDD brother a Sprite, his favorite thing in the whole world to drink, and to see him for a few minutes, that he will be leavin’ tomorrow to go stay with family in South Carolina. If that happens, JDD will get the locks changed on the house so there will be no comin’ back. There is a better than good possibility of really high drama tomorrow. If so, be assured a report will be made to y’all. After all it is ever so much fun to read about someone else’s drama.
Now I shall go snoop a couple other places on teh intartoobz and then it’s beddy bye time.
Didn’t make it to church tonight. There were 7 snowflakes around here so everyone had to
PANIC!!!
I swear drivers around here handle winter driving worse than they would if they were born and raised around Swampy. Some of our stuff coming from places that had actual bad weather, we had a lot of late trucks and they asked some of us to stay a little extra. Since dinner was steak salad and basically done (except reheating the steak) I opted for the extra couple hours. Now its about time for said salad and some relaxing.
Mrs. Plant, (v.3.0) home from her Dark, Satanic Mill, has been in bed for some time.
I have fed the fish, fed and cleaned up after thebaby discus, Christ they can poop, put the dogs and cats to bed.
I need to urinate, and my leg has gone to sleep.
Christ on a crutch. :dubious:
I worked, I came home, I’m eating leftover Bojangles for dinner.
Pancakes: thick and fluffy
Bacon: crispy
Coffee: Hot strong, and with a slash of cream
Chili peppers: Stupid hot
Explosives: HELL YEAH!!!
Meat: rare enough a competent vet could get it back on its feet in 20 minutes.
Ruble, we had 6 snowflakes. You’d think it was a Sharknado.
{{{{gotti and DH}}}}
swampy, I look forward to idiot’s crushing diapointment.
Boy I must have been tired. Now I have to read back!
Further back.
Funny you should mention a federal agency. I may have mentioned this at the time but back when the one big “world summit” was here I found out I was being investigated because of the amount of black powder I had purchased over the previous year or so. They talked to my boss at the time and some other people. Once they found out I owned several cannons everything was fine and their concern disappeared.
Even I had to have a WTF moment; my buying a hundred pounds of powder or so tripped red flags but me having full-frikkin-sized artillery pieces that can fire for a mile or more CALMS their fears? Thank God they never talked to me in person!
(Now where can I get some sharks and some frickin’ laser beams?)
Re the last part. I can’t even. I am so calling the ATF for a wine pairing for an unloaded shotgun, ciggie!and whatever they suggest! spidy that was priceless.
We had a dusting of snow overnight - enough that you could see white on the grass, but not enough to hide all the grass (such grass that exists in winter here.) Just enough wet on the roads that I had to keep cleaning my windshield. I may drive thru a carwash on the way home today.
Nothing exciting on the agenda. Just as I was leaving work yesterday, I realized how I needed to do a task that was kicking my butt, so I’ll get that done today. And depending on how **FCD **is feeling, we may go to Kevin’s for supper - my sweetie loves their Weds fried chickie special. If he doesn’t feel up to it, we’ll just have whatever I scare up.
Thank you, I think that between the mechanical engineer with experience in construction and multiple large tools, and my own chemical experience and smaller tools, we’re pretty set. Wouldn’t want to make the papers as “pair of Basque engineers found importing explosives from US, detained pending inquest re. possible terrorist activities”.
Bro used to snerk at my “tiny tools” until the first time he tried one. A few days later he sheepishly asked to borrow “some of your smurf tools” for work involving complicated corners. Hah!
I’ll trade you cucumbers for bananas. Cheapest vegetable ever, it keeps coming back…
Travel for tomorrow has been booked. Leaving at 0524 to Atlanta and then to Dayton, returning to Huntsville about 10:28 PM, so nothing like a little 17-hour workday, with 5 hours flying, 5 hours sitting in airports, 2 hours driving, 2 hours eating, and maybe 3 hours of work for the effort.
I slept almost six hours last night! I’m so much less grumpy this morning. Then again, it’s only 5:52 in the morning and no one has had much of an opportunity to piss me off yet. Things are looking up though. I finally had my hair appointment and that always lifts my spirits. Today is payday, and what’s not to love about that?
I’m going to my brother’s wedding this weekend and it might be time to start thinking about packing. I haven’t flown in almost 23 years so the traveling part is making me nervous.
Pancakes–No, give me crepes
Bacon–crunchy, but with the little blob of fat at the end (streaky bacon) And half a pound is a single serving
Coffee–Dunkin’ Donuts brand with real cream
Chili peppers–NO
Explosives-- Double NO I hate noise
Steak–medium I want pink in the middle (that’s what she said)
Pancakes - fluffy
Bacon - medium crispy
Coffee - yes!! Lately I have been drinking my morning coffee with vanilla almond milk.
Chili peppers - green
Explosives - BOOM!
Steak - medium well, sometimes well done
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 32 Amurrkin out and sunny with a predicted high of 48 and sunny for the day. I am takin’ a sick day today cause I woke up with a sinus headache. They are a little swollen and I felt ick so I texted TPTB that I was takin’ a sick day and went back to bed. Of course I will be checkin’ in on stuff cause that’s what I do but for the most part it’s a day in da cave. Ima make chikin 'n dumplins with the chikin in da fridge. YUM!
To those who observe, have a Holy and Blessed Lent. For those who don’t observe, well, here’s hopin’ life goes good for ya. We shall get ashed this evenin’.
OK, now I shall partake of more caffeine and rumbly tummy requests to be fed. I suppose I should shower at some point. Life is so difficult!
Not really happy, but I am too pissed to talk about it.
Sah-son had to shovel the sidewalk this morning, but it was weird.
Somebody shoveled the neighbor’s sidewalk from her house to the public sidewalk, but then shoveled the public sidewalk in front of our house, and it had to be the same person because of the way the shoveling curved. So Sah-son shoveled our sidewalk to public sidewalk and shoveled the public sidewalk in front of the neighbor’s house.
Too weird.
It wasn’t much work though, I think he was out there only 5 minutes.
Nava fair trade. I’m not real fond of cucumbers, but I can eat them if they are put in front of me.
My dog is making me crazy. I bought a new kind of treat that he absolutely loves and he just won’t give up trying to get them. Yesterday he started going out every hour or so, he sat and stared at me, he thought he should get a treat every time he moved, every time I moved - just being a horrible pest about it.
