It’s Friday. Yay. Two whole days off for me, but quite a bit more than that for a lot of other folks, I guess. Apparently next week is Spring Break around here, and people are gettin’ the hell outta Dodge. I don’t get that, personally. There’s way too much to do right here without going anyplace else. I also don’t get how people can afford to do anything. I hope they don’t come crying to me when they find out they voted to abolish Social Security and Medicare. I can barely afford to go to work, never mind fly off someplace for a week. Especially if you’ve got, like a bunch of spawn in tow. Although from what I understand, we’re going to have some spawn visiting us here over the summer, which will be nice. I hope they’re bringing tools.
Speaking of tools, you’ll all be happy to hear I got my stabilizer bar yesterday, so that’s the last you should have to hear me (not that you can actually hear me) whine about that. The grass is already showing signs of growth (and turning quite green – amazing what a little bit of sun and rain will do), so I guess I better get it all greased up, change the belts, and figure out how to put the mower deck back on. I suppose I ought to think about taking the tire chains off, too. Nice thing is the grass can be up to my waist and the tractor will go through it like it was nothing.
Sounds like one of them Darlin’ boys decided it was time to get hisself hitched (not sure when they picked up and moved from Mayberry to Tennessee, but I expect they just couldn’t take Ernest T. Bass tossin’ rocks at ’em no more). I always did think Charlene was awful purdy. That Dud’a a lucky man.
Here’s every husband’s worst nightmare. Kidding.
I’m KIDDING! Jeeez, don’t be so touchy. 😉
Well, I guess I better get going before I get a beat-down.
Oh, by the way, if you haven’t got your taxes filed yet, you might wanna start thinking about it.
There is a strange conspiracy among my cats. Suddenly they all want to share the dog’s food. As soon as I put Lola’s bowl down, a cat shows up and starts to eat it. Lola, a pacifist by nature, tries to push the interloper aside with her head and then to center herself over the dish so that the cat can’t share. Last night that failed too and Lola had to share her dinner with Weezie.
The really strange part is that Lola gets a can of Science Diet, a food the cats will not touch if offered to them directly. It is only appealing when served to poor Lola.
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Life was so much better in black and white.
There was some good male hat action in that one. I still like this one, too.