It was windy and rainy for almost the entire day yesterday here in the outskirts of the Ville. It wasn’t just dainty rain either — at times, it was the hard, pouring kind. Dogs still need to go out and and that leads to wet dog stink. ARG!
Compared to what’s coming, rain at 50 degrees is not so bad.
High winds (up to 40mph gusts) combined with dog stink is bad, but we’re under a weather warning for Sunday to Friday. If that system materializes, it will be a whole lot worse.
Wind chill temps from -10 to -25 are forecasted! That’s below zero, y’all. I’m confident in the ability to stay warm here at the barndo, but I sure worry about people and pets when it’s so frigid.
My practice retirement time off will soon be only a memory. 😩
I’m supposed to start back to “real” work next Monday. I was dreading it, but since today was crazy busy and I’m not getting paid AND I survived, I guess I won’t yet throw in the towel. But I sure want to.
I’m happy for my friends that have retired — and I’m happy for those who love their jobs and don’t dream about it. I just wish I could join one or the other instead of staying here on this fence.
Now you know: Alaska is roughly about one-fifth the size of the entire United States mainland (contiguous). If overlaid onto a map, Alaska would stretch from the West Coast to the East Coast
Yesterday it rained for the entire day. Even at noon, it was so dreary the outside lights around the top of the deck remained on. Everything solar powered didn’t have enough sun to even be dim.
Most of the trees are barely dressed and will likely be naked in another week. If that’s not bad enough, today we’re supposed to have a record low temp. ARG!
Roller Coasters usually go back uphill after they cross a hump.
COVID is a roller coaster, for sure. Mom thought she was on the downhill side until yesterday when she climbed back into the crud. Feeling worse again, she obviously still has a way to go. Carl’s primary complaint is the awful taste in his mouth caused by the Paxlovid. Other than that, he seems to be way ahead of the sickness game.
Computers moved… again…
Moving the computers and desks is a big ole’ job, but getting as much stuff out of the room that is about to get dye treatment on the floor is paramount.
Photos of floor dye project will be here tomorrow.
I’ll be sweeping, cleaning, and mopping the floors first thing. Once they’re dry, we’ll see how it goes. Wish me luck!
And finally… photos from the McKain reunion. I didn’t want to infect the entire clan so I didn’t go. Jerilyn was on a cruise and didn’t make it either — but a whole lot of them did. (Not pictured are the kids from the younger generation — and those who preferred not to be in a photo or arrived late.)
Now you know: Gooning is a form of legal kidnapping in the US where a parent can hire someone to kidnap a kid they think is troubled at night to bring them to boarding school or behavior modification facility.
Rainy and chilly today in the Ville and I LOVE the cooler temps — especially after the recent 80° F days we’ve been having that are out of character for late October. I know so many hate the cold and talk of moving south. Perry, my Mom, and Jerilyn come to mind right after my favorite brother. But even in Vegas, it gets downright cold! I get tired of bitter wind and ice in the winter, but it doesn’t last forever.
In Indiana, we get a taste of every climate. 🙂
I can’t even say I have a favorite season. Winter brings Christmas and snow; spring is awesome when we get to see flowers bloom and trees bud; summer is great for swimming, camping, and grilling; and in the fall, the evenings are perfect to gather in the hot tub and roast hot dogs and s’mores. Every season is good! ❤️
And… every season brings a different kind of work.
Shoveling snow in the winter is never fun; spring means the first big yard cleanup, refreshing mulch, and planting flowers and gardens; summer is never-ending mowing and weed-eating; and you have to rake leaves every fall.
But the best part is, if you’re not a fan of one season or another — hang around just a bit coz there’s a different one right around the corner. 🙂
Dharma’s getting ready for winter… she’s already wearing her brown fuzzy parka…
Now you know: Only 2 of 920 people survived the Jonestown Massacre. Hyacinth, who hid under her bed, and Grover Cleveland Davis, who was 79 years old and hard of hearing. He slept unknowingly throughout the death assembly.
Yesterday, I don’t know what I would’ve done without Mr. Pesky. Both of my hound dog’s nails were long and I am too chicken to cut them myself. I tried once — but one leg jerk was all it took for me to throw the clippers in the drawer never to be seen again.
Not only did I need Carl’s transportation, but I also had to have help getting Dharma in the car. Unlike Merida, she can’t just jump in. 🙁
Guess which dog behaved during the nail trim…
The docile brown dog with bad hips
The agile and energetic black dog
Go ahead and guess… we’ll wait…
Dharma bad. Merida good.
Dharma was determined NOT to have her feet touched. It was so bad, I thought Carl was going to have to choke her out. She ended up laying down and flipping her head around to escape. It was awful. She seriously thought she was gonna die. She never resists coming inside, but when we got back she slipped her collar challenging the two steps it takes to get through the door. Not until I said, “BONE” was the protest over.
Merida, on the other hand, offered a bit of resistance on paw #1. After that, she simply allowed the process without either of us putting her in a choke hold to keep her from moving. It was a piece of cake.
After that action, I needed some zen…
Resting was required because Dharma has so much hair between the pads of her feet, they have to be shaved. But that’s a story for another day.
Now you know: In the 18 months leading up to the 9/11 attacks, the CIA had 2 of the hijackers under surveillance within the US but kept it secret from the FBI. 🙄
Funny how beans start to turn yellow as harvest approaches. It doesn’t take a frost, they just know when fall is around the corner. The beans around here are giving the first indication of what’s to come…
With the soy beans beginning to turn, it especially has the look of fall in southern Indiana at night — when you can’t see that the trees are still full-on green.
I’m waiting on fall like Merida waits on Ben.
All you have to say is, “Benjamin is coming.” Just those 3 words and Merida is waiting for him at the garage door peeking out in anticipation. It’s similar to the way I look as I stare outside waiting to see a new season take shape. 🙂
Now you know: Tokyo Disney is not owned or operated by The Walt Disney Company in anyway but merely licenses Disney’s intellectual property.
