Your post just jogged a memory probably better forgotten.
When I was very young, our neighborhood had the tradition of “May baskets”. We would have a small basket, put candy in it, lay it on the porch of neighborhood girl, ring the doorbell, and run. The girl was supposed to come out, see the basket, chase the person running, and if she caught him, give him a kiss.
Of course, the boys hated this (and probably the girls hated it, too), but our mothers thought it was wonderful. By the time I was about six, I absolutely refused to do it. My mother was disappointed.
The wife just got a call from the Animal Emergency Hospital. Don’t know what’s up but she was out the door in a hurry. She gets calls all the time for opinions on all things animal even though she retired eight years ago.[(-D] The Hospital is about a half-hour away so I will hang inside with more coffee just in case they need blood. There have been times when I have loaded all our dogs up in a hurry and taken them in to be emergency blood donors.
I remember waking up in the night sometimes and she would be gone, she would often go to the hospital in the middle of the night just to check on serious cases and come home and slip back into bed.
Of course, she would be the on-call surgeon as well sometimes and the phone would ring at three in the morning, and if it was something really serious like a police dog injured in the line of duty I would get a hard elbow in the ribs as she would say let’s go![(-D]
After some beers on a weekend night I’ve been known to have a midnight snack and throw the tub of ice cream in the refrigerator[:|]
The emoji is the look on my face the next morning when I find out I have peppermint bon bon sauce in the fridge. I have found out it’s really good over chocolate ice cream the next night though[dinner][(-D]
My worst one was Saturday morning many years ago when my buddies wanted to meet down at the VFW for brunch. I had already been getting my cleanest dirty shirt out of the pile on the floor and was hungover that morning. I had enough time to cram in a quick load of laundry.
When I ended up setting the laundry basket on the floor and opened the refrigerator, it didn’t take me too long to realize I went to the wrong place and was having the worst brain fart ever[(-D]
As I explained before, we have a wonderful reclaimed irrigation watering system in this city.
They discourage soaker and drip systems. When these have breaks, the breaks are hard to find and make significant loss.
I am following recommendations and using schedule 40 PVC underground with targetted shrubbery nozzles in full view.
The previous irrigation system was in place since 2004, and had no issues except for occassional broken nozzles. Then I added a whole bunch of new planting areas, but never added to the irrigation system. That is why the roses and gardenias died while I was travelling. Also, the lawn never was part of the watering system. This upgrade will be nice when completed… finally.
I currently have 150 feet of soaker hoses for the Areca Palms I had installed last year, but these will be deleted when rainy season begins.
They have that in Vancouver as well but not out here in the sticks. When I go into town to the hockey rinks the toilets have signs over them to not drink the reclaimed water. I don’t care how thirsty a hockey player gets, I just can’t see him doing that.[(-D]
Well, I joined the “burned yourself on a soldering iron” club today. Lesson learned: know WHERE The grip is exactly, and remember WHEN IT’S HOT! Thankfully it was only on one tip, and looks like nothing severe- maybe a superficial second degree burn. No skin broken, no severe pain anymore, no exposed inside stuff, just blisters. If it doesnt look better in a couple days, I’ll go to Med Express.
I talked to Ken maybe three weeks ago. He was being treated for diverticulitis at the time and he told me that he would check in to the Diner in “a few days”.
I also mentioned that several folks were concerned about his well-being.
I’m not generally one to be too “inquisitive” when it comes to personal issues. I suppose I could call him again in the near future.
I have injured myself twice since I started all the house work in February, 2020.
one of these was when material kicked back from a saw, and one was when a saw blade grabbed into material and came back at me. The second of these would have been very serious, but I had good gloves on, and the gloves took the first swipe of the saw teeth.
I always wear eye protection. I had too many close calls at work over decades of dangerous situations.
Many of the anthracite-burning locomotives required additional firebox grate size and increased draft measures to properly burn the “hard” coal. This has led to some rather unique designs over the years.
