Posted on 02/03/2015 6:27:08 AM PST by MasterMason
I just re-joined FR and I would like to post to my local NC state board but I am not able to. How do I get the ability to do that?
W00t!
I tried to print a crochet doily pattern from Pinterest, but all it would let me print is a photo of the entire doily, and the diagram for the last part of it. I need the center printed, but it looks like I will have to do it from the computer screen. *sigh* Like, I don’t sit here long enough as it is...
In other news, Busdaddy has decided that he will trade I the Towdog for a leased truck. That’s the best idea he’s had in three months.
As for the car engine, the guy who was famous for building racing engines 20 years ago did a really crappy job on Busdaddy’s race engine. It is throwing oil like it’s going out of style. No way to fix it until the source can be found.
No doubt I will sleep good tonight, if I take enough Benedryl. It was hard to get up this morning at 0545, but I was home by 0630, and that made Sparkle happy! She is getting to where she won’t eat the wet food, but will play in it after she has eaten her fill. The solution? I just give her a spoonful at a time. Then she cries for more! ;o])
As for your new car that Elen drove distractedly, and you survived, Busdaddy has decided to go to Bullhead AZ to shop for a vehicle, instead of getting one locally. Good for him. The car salesmen are VERY hungry here!
Like sharks in a feeding frenzy!
She’ll be there very shortly or cut your hair very shortly?
Hair, very shortly.
While Jamie was cutting my hair, the phone rang. Tom looked at the caller ID and said, “William.” “OH, ****!” I said. Jamie says, “You swear?!?”
Anyway, it turned out all Bill needed was to find out how to open the gas tank on the new car.
This is New York. I’m don’t think anyone is surprised by swearing.
But then there’s Church and I am constantly surprised by the way the words for OMG are thrown around. I remember using the LORD’S name as one of the big 10, but nobody around here even notices.
One meeting I attended the leader came in and said, “J—— it’s cold in here!”
I wanted to say, “He didn’t set the thermostat,” but I get in enough trouble at my Church as it is.
I wouldn't have hesitated. Using the Lord's name in vain is bad enough, but in His Own House? But then, I've never been accused of being shy... ;o]
Sure...
With this.
Encore by Passport was the go-to years ago, but IIRC, Passport got into money troubles and seems to be off the radar now. (Haven't used their stuff since the Win95 days, but I think I still have my C=128 version of Passport hiding in my box of Commodore stuff..) Now the keyboard does the sequencing...
April is disappointing us. We’re headed for rain and temperatures in the 30°s, 40°s, and low 50°s for the next
week. I suppose we’ll survive...
Chemo session tomorrow, just the one, not-nasty drug.
Speaking of grinnies (Ohio’s name for chipmunks):
Last Spring, the robins made their nests on the outside light fixtures on the deck and in the front of the house.
The chipmunks scampered up the brick walls, pushed all the hatchlings out of the nests, ran down, and ate them.
I have been ill disposed to the damnable things since then. We still have plenty of robins, but they are being very
careful with their babies this year, and I hope from now on.
Jamie doesn’t know many religious people. One day she apologized for saying, “OMG,” and asked if we were really, really religious. I said, “Yes, but that doesn’t mean we always manage to watch our mouths successfully.”
Nsture, red in tooth and claw.
If you had outdoor cats, they would go after both the chipmunks and the robins.
Nature is unforgiving because of necessity. The strong of every species survives to pass on the genes to the next generation.
Vocabulary in regard to traffic or automobile issues is like writing in cursive; it's a secret way to communicate. (Why else would we direct such phrases toward people who ostensibly cannot hear us?)
Jake can open the screen door.
Another genius cat! Cool.
It makes him really mad when we close it with the hook at the top!
Strong or smart!
If Mrs. NoC saw that she would add Squirrel to the list of things that she would not be upset about should they suddenly expire.
Before we moved to the farm she thought Bambi’s and Chip ‘n Dale were cute.. Then we moved here and transplanted most of her roses from the old place. The Bambi’s came through and had some rose hips tea with a side of fresh buds and tender shoots. Now she has no comment should a Bambi or three suddenly suffer irreversible trauma, gut, skin, and butcher itself/themselves, and jump into the freezer..
Then toward fall of that first year on the farm Mrs. NoC planted a bunch of tulip bulbs in anticipation of some spring blooms. The next day she went outside and in the place(es) where there had been a tulip bulb the dirt was disturbed and there on the ground was the brown husk from the tulip bulb(s). The Chip ‘n Dales had ‘harvested’ almost every one. Overnight.
Now she is ok with Chip and Dale and their offspring (umm, wait a minute here, that’s biologically impossible, this isn’t SanFran..) checking into the electronic hotel of eternal rest (looks suspiciously like a Rat Zapper. Googlebing it.)
The little buggers fall for that chunk of walnut every time.. ;-)
Of course, we do have feral cats (two at the moment until the next lowlife drives past with an unwanted pet and says ‘oh look, a farm’ and tosses their kitty out the window) that also serve to keep the rodents of most all sizes in control. Or at least far enough from the house that they don’t bother the pretty stuff.
I think they intentionally don’t eradicate them totally. Gotta have some breeding stock for next year’s munchies and all that.. ;-)
Now all you need is cats big enough to keep the deer population in check.
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