Jen and Andy were driving around.
LOOK what they found. Andy started it for us...Far Guy told him how to start it. Jen gave us a full tour via facetime. It needs new brakes or they would have taken us for a ride!
It is an awesome old car.
Far Guy is tempted...and I support his decision what ever that will be.
He said "What would we do with it?" I answered...drive around on Sunday afternoons...and make out in the backseat.
Far Side
The TV in the living room croaked. It had sound but no picture. We measured and made a trip to town and bought a new one. The old one went to the garage, it might be just one small part that can be replaced when it is warmer and then we will have a spare TV. Repairmen charge one arm and two legs to repair anything nowadays. The service call for repair would have been almost as much as a new TV.
My other baby brother and I have been trying to go to Bingo one night a week with our Dad. Dad enjoys Bingo very much and it is good for him to get out. For years my Dad had a friend named Darrell who was blind and had special Bingo cards…Dad would pick him up every week to go to bingo. Dad would see that he got back into his home safely after bingo. Now we are trying to do the same for our Dad.
I came home from bingo last week and it is my custom to walk Chance since I have my parka on. The walk went fine, Chance did his duty and then when I went to open the screen/storm door the door handle broke…it was only –19F that night….it had endured colder weather. I jiggled and pulled, jiggled and pushed…it was really broken. Luckily Far Guy heard the jiggling and came to our rescue…but once we shut the storm door again we were now locked inside. Far Guy got out a screwdriver and took off the latch so at least we could exit the house if need be. We need a new door handle or a whole new screen/storm door…whatever.
Far Guy said “What ever you do don’t touch me.” It is our experience that things break in threes and we wonder what/who is next?
Flowers last summer at my cousin Chuckies home.
Finally I got a chance to change from my winter very warm wool felted just in case I get caught in a storm purse that I could use as a hat….to the summer one…I have not seen a bee yet but I need to carry my epi pens during the summer. I am not much of a purse person and would rather have my pocket book in my pocket…but the size of those epi pens makes that impossible.
There are not as many bees around anymore.
I have had this wreath next to the front door for years. I decorate it with the seasons. I found these bee decorations at a garage sale…for $1.25 I have a whole new look. I may have to look for a few more bees…
Last year I scored a new loon flag for a dollar.
Bargains always make me happy.
We finally heard the Loons down on the lake this week. They are very late this year.
One of the little Goldfinches braved the gale force winds yesterday and visited the feeders.
He is undergoing his spring makeover.
He is a hungry little thing.
He will get a bright yellow color which he needs to attract a mate.
Wouldn’t it be nice to just shed all your feathers and get brand new ones every spring…never looking older. Laughing at old age…or never quite getting there.
We watched an episode of Hoda and Kathy Lee yesterday. They were showing men's fashions. It was quite entertaining. They said shorts and sandals were “in” for men. I asked Far Guy when he was going to start wearing them? He replied “When my white legs get spindly like toothpicks.” I asked him if he would wear socks with his sandals…well of course just like in the olden days. The other day in wallyworld I caught him looking at the wild summer shirts…he likes them but they were all sold out of his size in the most wild pattern. He will not be wearing any of those sweaters that get tied around his waist or any of those men's scarfs…or the funny looking femmy jackets over a wild summer shirt. Possibly he is past the age of makeovers…and there is no need for him to attract other women anyway.
I got all signed up for Social Security…I applied online and my follow up interview took place yesterday. The last of the paperwork required a fax and “she who sees robins first” helped me with that. I never thought I would be old enough to get an old age pension…but here I am teetering on the brink of old age. For years all I have heard is when the boomers retire the system will be broke. I hope I get a few checks before that happens.
March continues with more of the same bitterly cold temperatures and wind chills. Makes me want to hibernate. It is even too cold to go to the neighbors and play cards. They are old like us and after supper just want to stay in and stay warm. Oh well I suppose when we all get to the old folks home we will have plenty of time to play cards.
I just looked at the thermometer it was only supposed to get to –23 F tonight and it is already –29 F that computes to –33 C.
Just another cool evening in Minnefreezeyourbuttoffota.
I went kayaking the other night. The water was really warm..like pee..that doesn’t happen very often in Minnesota. Usually our lakes are cool and refreshing. I stayed near shore. I am not an idiot. One of the major rules about kayaking is don’t get too far from shore because you may have to swim back! I found the kayak to be more tippy than a canoe. The double paddle felt strange so I will probably buy myself a canoe paddle.
I stayed dry..it was peaceful and calm out on the lake..quiet too.. only the squawking of a Great Blue Heron and the sound of Chance splashing in the water interrupted the silence:)
Well it's here. The day of chocolate, perfume, flowers, cards, dinners out, diamonds and love. A simple lovey dovey day that has been commercialized to near death. " Every Kiss begins with Kay..the jewelers of course." I would like to stick my finger down my throat and barf when that commercial is on. The message is the larger the diamond..the less likely she is to resist your undying love. Hogwash..apparently their target audience is very young and very naive.
