Election confusion and Maverick

One thing has little to do with the other but they were a day apart so………

PA allows people to “cross file” which means that you file paperwork to run as both Republican and Democrat and are thus on the ballot for both for the primary. I am totally confused as to why this is a good thing. The results came in last night – 3 out of the 4 of us are registered Republicans, yet we won the Democrat primary and I’m clueless about the Republican.

There was a vote a few months ago in my little town about allowing boys in the girls’ locker rooms and about the use of pronouns by kids. The policies addressing these issues were written not by our solicitor but by an independent law firm that is so far right, it’s nearly left. They were both badly written, left too much up to interpretation and too many shades of gray. They were discussed at length for months, it seemed.

It was obvious to anyone watching that 7 out of 9 board members planned to vote for the policies the way they were written. It was a done deal, so move on – wait till you can actually do somehting about it to talk about it. But a few people couldn’t do that, and the night before the vote, they published a post on Facebook that made it look like these policies were going to allow for body searches before a kid could go pee. I demanded that the post be removed – it wasn’t and still hasn’t been. And, of course, it caused an uproar.

So the two who voted agains the policy were held up to public ridicule, even though they explained their reasoning, more than once. Immediately, two write in candidates came forward. They were vehemently opposed to the idea that anyone had voted against these policies and refused to listen to any reasons for why this had been done.

At no time did the two no votes express approval for boys in the girls’ rooms, but that didn’t matter.

I said from the beginning that this was going to be trouble. They’ve been banging this drum for the past couple of months and the people who are running our campaign have done little to counteract it. I finally threw a tantrum and insisted that we put out a statement, and that was done, but it was too little, too late. One of the guys also read a statement at the board meeting but again, no one is listening.

The icing on the cake here is that our local county GOP, without meeting with the four of us, chose to endorse the write ins. The two have never attended meetings, by the way. I called a member of the GOP committee, got no answer. I saw her yesterday and confronted her. She claimed not to have my phone number – ummm, caller ID anyone? At any rate, her sole reason for the endorsement was those policies.

So now we’re looking at who knows what? It’s a cluster fucking shit show!


Maverick

I dropped him off at 7:30 this morning, came home and went back to bed. Dr Dave called at about 11, sent pictures – ewww – and said the lump almost peeled off. He’s sending it for biopsy just to be sure, but he doesn’t seem concerned about any issues. Maverick is now home, sleeping beside me as I type this. I expect he’ll be out of it for the rest of the night, he’s kind of drunk. 🙂 And I can relax with my baby home safe.

He’s home tomorrow and then back to daycare on Friday. He has antibiotics and pain meds, that will be fun. He always gets the diarrhea with antibiotics, and he won’t eat pumpkin or yogurt, so I have anti-diarrhea pills that he’ll get too. And only soft food for a few days so he’ll have some scrambled eggs with his supper, if he feels like eating. He’ll let me know.

He drives me crazy and I love him beyond all reason.

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abundance

JoAnn Fabrics is nearly completely dead. (That’s a kind of backwards Princess Bride reference, by the way. “He’s only mostly dead!” ) One of my dear friends shopped yesterday and messaged me about some quilt batting that was marked down from $60 to $11. I told her no, I don’t need any more batting. She bought it anyway. So now I’ll add another batting to the 6 I have in the closet.

She spent 1/2 hour this morning trying to convince me that I need to get to the store before it closes, the end of this week. I gave up talking to her after about 10 minutes. She’s been sewing for about 5 years – she got started during Covid, making those utterly useless masks. (Disclaimer, I made them too and then I made more for people who wanted them because who am I to tell them they were idiots?) (I’m a bit judgy today, by the way)

I finally told her, “look, I’m about 40 years ahead in this game, I don’t need to get more, I need to use what I have.” I told her I have no room for more yarn, more fabric, I need to use up what I have stashed in so many places that I’ve forgotten some of them! She insisted I could find more space. She’s right, I probably could. But I’m not going to – I have boxes of fabric, two dressers and two closets full of yarn, and I won’t live long enough to use it all if I live to 150 and never buy another thing. I don’t need more sewing or knitting tools, I have all I can ever need – and some I’m not sure how to use!

The point of this is not to brag about my stash, impressive as it might be. The point is that in 1/2 hour, I could not convince this person that no, I do not need more stuff. I frequently see posts about how you should downsize because you don’t want your grandchildren to have to deal with all your stuff when you die, and they invariably piss me off. I don’t have grandchildren, for one thing. I like my stuff, for another. And finally, I’ll be dead, I won’t care. In the meantime, I’m going to live with my stuff because it makes me happy and pffffffffffttttttttttttt to anyone who doesn’ t like it.

So it’s not that I’m against acquiring stuff. I’m against being told, when I’ve clearly said no, that I do indeed need more stuff. Why is there such a push in our society to have more and more and more of stuff we’ll never use and don’t need? I’m as guilty as anyone – I just bought two books that I’ll probably read in a few years – but I guess i’m finally recognizing that I like to buy before I think. Are we so competitive that we need to have the most of everything? Are we so insecure that we need to surround ourselves with more and more stuff? I don’t know the answer but I do know that I’m in the process of using up fabric and yarn, and not buying more unless it’s a really really good deal – and then I’ll find a place for it!

But it will be my decision, not because someone talked me into it.

On a side note, today is the primary. Fingers crossed

Also, Maverick is having an epilus removed tomorrow. I know it’s minor surgery but he’s my baby. I am just a wee tad stressed! Prayers are appreciated

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Three steps forward, forty seven back

Or so it feels.

I was making great progress. I don’t know what happened this weekend, if it’s stress or something else, my left hip has decided it doesn’t want to play nice anymore.

It hurts. It’s not a screaming into the wind pain, it’s more like , as the stupid doctors always ask, a 4 out of 10, Sometimes a 5, if I move wrong.

My therapist recommended calling my doctor and getting an exam, so I did that – actually went through the portal – tonight. And I may have a good weep later.

In other news, my BFF and I went to see The Accountant2 today . I liked it, lots of action, plot was a bit slim but lots of stuff got blown up. I’ll watch it again when it comes to TV

After slapping my “you’ll never get better “ voice into submission, I’m tired and frustrated but determined to keep fighting. Tomorrow is a quiet day, grading and making stew to share with my 90 year old neighbor- good food and good friends, a break from the busyness- that will help.

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Happy Birthday, Maverick

My crazy boy turned 7 today. For his birthday, he got two hot spots. On his face. And he won’t leave them alone, so he’s currently wearing the cone of shame as his birthday hat. He is less than impressed with this situation. Last night was the first time he ever experienced the cone, and since I was beyond exhausted and totally frustrated, I admit that watching him try to remove it was pretty darned funny. I swear, he leaped into the air and spun, then ran through the house wrecking havoc for a few minutes. He would not settle for love nor money, panted relentlessly while ;pacing the house. I let him out and he refused to come back inside, when I took ahold of his lead to pull him in, he backed out of his collar – and the cone. So that was that for last night.

I was hoping I could trust him to sleep and leave things alone. I was wrong. He woke me up at 5:30, banging his foot on the step as he scratched his face. I was awake with him till 7, fell asleep till 8, got up and took him to daycare. He left it alone there, because he was busy all day, but started again as soon as we got home. Our daycare owner, who is also a groomer, shaved the fur around the spots, that will help stop it from spreading. It will also make it itch, so as soon as we got home, the cone went back on.

He’s finally calmed down a bit and is on the front porch after spending 3 hours pacing and panting and I’m exhausted and I expect it will be a long night. That cone is not coming off till it’s time for daycare tomorrow. (Yes, he’s allowed to go, these things are not contagious)

My friend recommended something called Bannix, so I’ll be heading to the store tomorrow. He’s also out of food, so I need to go to Petsmart anyway. I’ll get the Bannix at Rural King because then I can get free popcorn and go look at the baby chicks too.

In other news, I’m still doing physical therapy and have gone from 38% disabled to 24%. And I’m able to walk a mile and a half without too much trouble, I do take a few breaks still but I’m determined to get back to 3 miles by the end of the summer.

One more week of classes, then Summer session starts and I go down to just one class. While it’s nice to get a break, it’s a hit to the pocketbook. We’ll survive, we always do.

Currently reading: A LIttle Life by Hanya Yanagihara< It’s 832 pages long, about 4 young men with very different backgrounds who meet in college and have very different lives, focusing on Jude, who has had a terrible life but seems to keep it a secret. I’m about 300 pages in and enjoying it more than I thought I might.

Also reading The Let Them Theory by Mel Robbins. This was recommended by my physical therapist. I’m not very far into it, but it’s interesting and kind of something I already do. “You wanna be a jerk? Okay, your choice!”

Also reading Signs: The Secret Language of the Universe, by Laura Lynne Jackson. Also something I know about but it’s good to learn more. (Ask for a sign and wait)

Currently crocheting a mindless scarf with some fluffy yarn I’ve had forever, left over from a long finished project, in my effort to use up some of my stash. I may make a kid sized Wallaby next.

Currently sewing a baby quilt that may become a wall hanging, and getting ready to pin the backing to another. Also attempting to knock down the fabric stash before I go to NY for my yearly trip and come home with 3 more tote bags of fabric from my friend who loves buying it for me. I can’t say no, he just has so much fun sending me pictures and texts of his finds.

What I’m watching – nothing, really. Any suggestions?

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Distractions

I would be finished grading if I weren’t so easily distracted. This is one of the problems with all the class work being done online – I have 4 browser tabs open and I really only need two – one with the homework submissions I’m ignoring grading, and one for the college home page. Instead, I also have X and Facebook open. Apparently there are some big protests going on today and I can’t withhold my snarky comments about them.

No one pays much attention to protests, by the way. Makes people feel good that they all “showed them!” but it really rarely has any lasting effect.

Instead of grading, I’m thinking that I really should go play the organ for 15 minutes, that I have a bunch of fabric to cut for book pillows, that I need to cut some strips for a wall hanging, that my diamond painting is so close to being finished that probably I could complete it in a half hour, there’s a book I just started and a scarf that may be 8 miles long till I’m done, and where the heck did I put that ball of yarn I wanted to try loom knitting with, will someone do laundry for me, the bathroom needs scrubbed but since we never get company, I suppose it can wait till tomorrow, why did I walk further than I’m supposed to so now my leg hurts, but thank God for a hot pack.

My brain has way too many tabs open.

I started reading A Little Life, last night. It apparently got a bunch of awards so I thought I should probably give it a shot, although books that win awards tend to not be among my favorites. I also felt like I needed something really hefty, so it was between this, The Fountainhead (Ayn Rand) , Infinite Jest – can’t remember the author but that thing is, in Peachy’s words, a brick. I’ve had this the longest, so it won. I’m also reading The Girl Behind the Gate on Kindle, because it’s my BFF’s current book club read and I had to get it for her since her Kindle is still registered to my account. (It was a Christmas present several years ago, she doesn’t have an Amazon account so I never changed it)

In other excitement, there’s another meeting of the school board candidates this Sunday. I’m expecting the blue haired loon one liberal candidate to be there, I know that one of the others would like to rip her a new one have a few words with her, so it might be interesting. There’s also a meeting of the regular board on Tuesday but I don’t expect many fireworks there.

The young lady who walks with Maverick for me met us at the park this morning and we went a mile and a half. (I’m only supposed to be doing 1/2 mile, oops) It’s quite interesting to observe your dog when you’re not “in control” of him. I found myself paying much more attention to his body language, the position of his tail, his ears, etc. I highly recommend trying this with your dog!

Homework won’t grade itself – dammit. One more hour and then I’m off to cut fabric for book pillows so I can deliver them to the library in time for the sale in May. The rest of the fabric cutting is purely for myself. And then I’ll finish the diamond painting and set up another, and maybe scrub the bathroom after I put laundry away.

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Update – because I should be grading

and you all know how much I love grading

So the meeting last night started out with one person talking over me. Wanna piss me off? Talk over me. As the youngest of 5, and one of the youngest of a plethora of cousins, I have been talked over all my freakin life and I HATE IT. It’s so bloody rude, it says that you don’t care what the other person is saying, you’re far more important and they need to shut up so you can talk. For a while people were posting this meme:

I can’t even express how much that irritated me. No, you don’t just randomly remember stuff, you weren’t paying any attention to what I was saying and just jumped in when I took a breath.

Okay, that little rant is over. Well, almost. When this person did it to me last night, I corrected her, firmly and quickly and she looked seriously shocked out of her shoes. I was already angry, don’t press me. Or, as i like to say, FAFO.

Proceeding on, we were given a lengthy explanation of how no harm was meant by a certain Facebook post that riled up a bunch of people for no reason. I listened to this for about 10 minutes and finally said that there was no reason for the post to be made and it served no purpose and that something like this will not happen again. There was no “it better not happen,” it was a definitive “it WILL not happen.” Again, there was shock, apparently these people have never been told no.

Things got better after that. It was probably a good thing that the blue hair didn’t come, I was in no mood for her nonsense and it might have ended badly. At any rate, we shall see where things go from here.

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Why why why?

So, as you all know, a few months ago I was talked into running for the local school board. My school district is deeply in debt for a variety of reasons. We’re facing a $3 million deficit in the next budget. The Bear works for the school – because I made him get a job after 2 years of retirement – and consequently, we have a front row seat to the amount of waste that currently is considered acceptable. A friend of ours is currently serving on the board and he would express his frustration with the current members on a regular basis – they pretty much don’t understand basic accounting concepts like time value of money – and so he finally convinced me to take a shot at running.

I’m pretty conservative, both fiscally and politically. I don’t think discussions of gender ideology, or the use of strange pronouns, or biological boys playing girls’ sports, belong in public schools. I also don’t think that throwing money at problems will normally fix them. I thought I made this clear to the group that wanted to support my candidacy, along with the other 3 candidates who are running. Apparently I was wrong. WIthout going into details, I’ve realized that one of the others is a raving liberal whose agenda seems to be promoting all the LGBTQRSTUVW123+++— stuff she can think of.

Can you see where this could be a problem? There was a policy proposed that stated that kids have to use the bathroom that coresponds to their gender. I don’t see a problem with this, other than the policy was very badly worded. There was a second policy about parental permission for pronouns. (Does that sound seriously stupid to anyone else? Why is your kid more focused on pronouns that on math?) Again, I don’t see a problem with this. I once told my mom I wanted to be called Carol. She ignored that request, as did every other adult in my life. I seem to have emerged with minimal trauma. (Interesting side note – my husband’s first wife was named Carol.)

So ………………someone posted on Facebook that the first policy would allow the teachers to check your kid’s privates to make sure they were using the correct bathroom. Yeah, no. Of course, it blew up among those to whom reading is not fundamental. I told the person who posted it to take it down, RIGHT NOW. The damage was done, and the meeting two days later was one CFSS** And the person with the LGBTetc agenda? Acted the biggest fool I’ve seen in a long time.

And what was my reaction? Can we say, “furious barely touches it?” So tonight, there’s a meeting with this group, It’s in a church, which is fitting, because it’s going to be a “come to Jesus” meeting if I ever saw one. I respect all viewpoints. Okay, maybe that’s a lie. I don’t respect the viewpoints of blue haired screaming idiots who demand attention. (Yup, I’m still angry)

It’s gonna be an interesting few years if she manages to not trigger the other side – the ultra conservatives who attend the same church that the board president attends, and who feel that all Democrats are actually demons who need exorcism – into a write-in campaign for another candidate. If that happens, it will be an even more fun two years. (Two years till the next election, we’re hoping to stave off the current members’ agendas till we can get them voted off)

Pray for me, I need it in more ways than one

**cfss= cluster fucking shit show

Update – the loony tune wasn’t there. I made my feelings clear. Hopefully things will go more smoothly from here on out

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It’s been a long, been a long, been a long, been a long time!

Hopefully you’re singing by now! Yes, it’s been awhile. I keep thinking, “I should blog” and then I get distracted. Four classes and all the other stuff in my life has kept me super busy lately.

So what’s new? I’m officially running for school board and it looks like no one is running against me. KInda scary to think I might actually be elected to public office! My sister who thinks to this day that I’m a total screw up will probably lose her mind when she hears about it. (She hasn’t spoken to me in 4 years, so I’m seriously concerned about her opinion. Not)

Maverick has gone batshit crazy the past couple of weeks. I’m not sure why, he’s fine at daycare but as soon as he gets home, he turns into a humping machine. His humpy pillow has had quite the workout the past two weeks. It’s frustrating, he won’t settle, I’ve resorted to giving him a calming pill but I hate doing that. I honestly have no clue what’s going on except that a) the weather has been great, b) there’s a full moon, and c) there’s probably another dog in heat in the area. Whatever the reason, I’m praying this behavior soon passes.

The first round of classes ended, and I got better reviews than I deserved. I had a great group of students and we really had a good time, we were required to do weekly discussions where they had to post something and respond to their classmates. I was sure we were all going to hate it, but I asked them for ideas, they responded, and it turned into a really fun thing. (The final discussion topic was “does pineapple belong on pizza” but most of them were more relevant to accounting) (The general consensus was that it does not) I’m currently on Spring Break till Monday, so I spent a few days getting things ready for the next session and since then I’ve been enjoying some days off.

I’ve been going to physical therapy twice a week and it feels like I’m making progress, until the weekend hits and I have to take Maverick to the park to walk because he doesn’t go to daycare. He pulls, still, and he pulls across me, so it constantly turns my body sideways. This undoes all the work I’ve done all week. Today I randomly mentioned that I needed someone to take him for a walk for me, and one of the therapists volunteered! She’s going to meet us at the park on Saturday and Sunday, I’ll walk with her, but she can hold the leash and I won’t get pulled. I’m really happy about it!

I’ve been sewing book pillows and have been asked for more. Unfortunately, I got the fusible fleece at JoAnn’s. I can find it on Amazon, but I hate buying that sort of thing without being able to touch it. Tomorrow I’m going to lunch with a friend and there’s a store right next to the restaurant that has fabric, so I’ll be taking a look there. Praying they have it!

I just finished the book 1776 – unless you’re an avid history buff, I do not recommed. I know, I know, it won a Pulitzer prize. I don’t care, Margaret. I just ordered Infinite Jest – another one that is supposedly a classic that we all should read. I hear it’s a “brick” (Peachy said that) so we shall see. I need something incredibly stupid and easy to read right now, so I’m looking at my Kindle collection. I’m refusing to buy more Kindle books since discovering that one isn’t actually buying the book, but buying a “license.” Yeah, screw that. I’d rather have a real book anyway. So I pulled out Truth Witch -and yes, I have the whole series – because I need totally unbelievable after all that battle stuff!

And that’s all, folks!

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I should be grading

But I’m not. My students are working together on a project, in groups, and they don’t really need me so I’m not bugging them. The powers that be (AKA the idiots in charge) changed the curriculum a few years ago and it’s impossible to fill 2 hours with the material that they expect us to teach. So I give my students an opportunity to work together, do their homework, study, each week, to fill the hours. I honestly find it ridiculous, but complaints fall on deaf ears so we soldier on.

Today was an exercise in “why did I schedule so many things the same day?” But it worked out better than expected. I had a class at 11, then off to therapy at 1. I woke up with a very sore right leg – reminiscent of the pain I had in the summer when I had, according to my chiropractor, “twisted my vertebrea.” I’ve been working on this book, the Pain Management Workbook, and one of the things I read last night was that once you’ve experienced pain somewhere, the next time you have pain in the same place, your body remembers that and makes you feel worse. I didn’t honestly feel as bad as I did back in June but the thought was there, I was really tense and that was making it worse. I was limping badly when I got to therapy. It’s normally my left leg that’s the problem, but that one was being lovely, the right one had all the stuff going on. My physical therapist said, after watching me and doing an exam, that it was most likely my piriformis muscle – I didn’t know I had one of those! She used her elbow on my butt, I kid you not, and pushed hard in several places, and holy cow, did it feel so much better in a very short time! We didn’t do many exercises but I wasn’t limping nearly as badly when we were done as I was when I started! I think I’m gong to adopt her!

I was meant to see my orthopedist after therapy but she had emergency surgery and had to reschedule. It will be interesting to hear what she has to say about the current developments. I am not ready for surgery, nor will I submit to more shots – the last one did more harm than good. So I’m hoping that working on muscle strength and maybe unlocking the muscle I didn’t know I had will get me back on track. I don’t expect I’ll ever be able to walk 5 miles a day again, but 3 would be nice! Maverick is less than impressed with my inability to go more than 1/2 mile – but I’m following doctor’s orders because I need to get well. I know my back will never heal

I did some shopping and got home by 3:00, my leg had kept me awake and restless all night – the best sleeping position for this mess is flat on your back and I can’t sleep that way, so I wake up a lot in discomfort. And then of course, I have to get up to pee. And then I’m cold. So anyway, I didn’t sleep well. The recliner called and I napped for an hour this afternoon. Naps are lovely things to get.

At 5:30, I picked up Maverick. At 6, I started my second class, after fighting with my computer to get online and stay online. As soon as class is over, I will be heading to a school board meeting to express my displeasure with some of the decisions they’ve been making. And yes, a decision has been made on my end, I am definitely running in the next election. I don’t really want to, but something has to be done, and someone had to step up. Wish me luck. The current president will be in office for another year, and then has two more years left on his term. I’m expecting some epic battles if elected, he already hates me and if he becomes a member of the minority, it won’t be pretty.

I started this post a week ago. Since then, I’ve seen my orthopedic doctor, who told me to continue therapy and come back when I need her. My piriformis muscles are seemingly unlocking and my legs are feeling better, although I still have hip pain at night, probably from sitting in front of a computer all day. Today I walked on the treadmill for 15 minutes, I’m quite excited about that! Progress is being made. I have accepted that I’ll never be completely “well” again, but I’ll be the best I can be.

Also, the school board meeting got a bit heated and I made the newspaper for one of my smart ass comments. ~~looks innocent~~ Well. When certain policies come up, it brings out the worst in both sides of the argument. It’s a true microcosm of the world we live in, no one will listen, they are hard line in their opinions and there is no convincing them there’s any value in any other argument.

In other news, I’ve lost my knitting mojo again, I have no time to sew, I manage to read for a couple of hours in the evening and all thoughts of training with Maverick have been put on hold. I get a break in two weeks, then 7 more weeks of crazy and then a break for the Summer. I’m planning my Summer trip to NY, it won’t be as long this year – since my sister died, I have less desire to go there.

There was a shooting at the local hospital over the weekend. It’s about 7 miles from me, too close to home. The shooter’s motive has not been revealed. 5 people were injured and one police officer was killed. He was only 29, an only child, and looks way younger in photos. I didn’t know him, but I cried all day. Part of the reason I cried was because of the terrible loss, and partly because one person outside of my circle of 4 close friends, checked on us. Sometimes you get clear indications of where you stand in the lives of others. This is yet another message about how little we matter to some. Families are so wonderful, aren’t they?

This is long and rambling but I promised myself I would write something today because it’s been too damned long. So, enjoy!

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Reset button

This day has not started off well. Saturdays are always challenging, Maverick doesn’t quite grasp days of the week and can’t understand why he isn’t going off to play with his buddies today. To express his displeasure at my apparent lack of memory, he will pant, pace, whine, and generally be a pita until I take him to the park to do his business. He has the opportunity to be outside and bark at stuff, and while he’s there, he could manage to poop, but he does not choose to do so. He will poop at home only if it’s an absolute emergency. Otherwise, it’s the park, or daycare.

I have tried to convice our daycare to open on weekends, but she is deaf to my pleas.

My leg is seriously in need of a good talking to, come to Jesus meeting, or amputation. (that last is a joke, I can barely walk now, imagine me with one leg!) Maverick does not care. Honey Badgers don’t give a fuck, and he is most definitely a Honey Badger.

So after being whined at for an hour – because I refuse to budge till I’ve had at least one coffee – I gave in and we went to the park. It might have been okay. It wasn’t that bad until the girl with the leash around her waist and the barking dog came running towards us, Maverick reacted, she made no effort to avoid us, I pulled Maverick off the path, and there went my leg. I held onto a tree and cried. She didn’t even look back. (I don’t get the whole idea of the leash around the waist, yes, it takes the pull off your arms if the dog pulls, but it puts it squarely on the middle of your spine) We managed, slowly, to go far enough for Maverick to decide to poop and then back to the car.

We will not be going to the park tomorrow.

My day started with Maverick jumping on the bed and rolling around. Came downstairs to find Bear had Andy Griffith on TV. No, Dear, they are not gonna pay the dude with the worst house in town a million dollars, it was Confederate bonds the first time you saw that episode 50 years ago and it still is. I sincerely beiieve that one had to pass a “screechy voice” test to be on that show.

So now I’m thinking I’ll just get a shower, do my new series of exercises that were prescribed by my physical therapist – who tells me my muscles are too weak to support my spine and we must work on strenghtening them – and then perhaps I’ll feel like vacuuming. Or maybe it will be late enough to start drinking.

Would anyone like a Golden Retriever for the weekend? (Just kidding, I love the little shit)

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