The rain came and the garden is taking off. The lettuce and radishes are peeking their little green heads above the dirt and a few Lima beans are sneaking up here and there. I can't wait for a good BLT.. I guess I better get some tomato plants in or let Chuck get them in for me. His cabbage is growing well, too.. I am looking froward to bucket potatoes later in the season.
I spent too much time looking for the chuck to my drill. I know I have it somewhere, but may have to buy another until I find it. That is what happens when you don't put things away properly. I have lots of empty peanut cans so I will start seperating screws, nuts, bolts and nails. I have been just tossing stuff into a box. I am too sloppy about my tools..or maybe too forgetful.
I would like to hang some hooks in the backroom to hang my electric cords on. I have 4 nice hooks that I saved from a cloths tree. It was forever falling over, cloths and all. I decommissioned it and saved the hooks and screws. I think I can drill new holes using both hands...if I can just find the chuck and put a smaller bit on the drill.
Chuck came and mowed the yard just before the rain came down again. My yard looks like an island in a sea of grass and weeds. My neighbors do not mow very often or ever. I had Chuck put the grass catcher on and put a load of chopped grass into the chicken run. Happy little creatures, were they. They soon had it scratched up and spread all over like a nice green carpet.
It smelled nice, too. This is the first night that I will not close them in and hope for the best.
My arm is still bothering me from my attempt to start the mower yesterday. I won't try that again. It is just that I want to get things done and now have to wait on others. If you have spent your life doing stuff when you wanted and not relying on people to come and do things according to their time scheduling...well, darn!
This a night I think I will go to bed early. Rainy weather is good sleeping weather. I won't have to get up early to let the chickens out either because they will allready be able to get into the run and hunt bugs.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
LOSERS WEEPERS
Tell me what you think. If you found a fair amount of money on the floor of a public bathroom in a restaurant would you keep it without making even the slightest effort to find the person that lost it? The wife of the my handyman has done just that and it disturbs me. She said if you turn it in the employees "would just split it up among themselves." Not necessarily, me thinks. Not everyone is this old world is dishonest. Also, you can report the find and leave your number and see if anyone who calls can come up with the correct amount found and/ or denominations. When I mentioned this I simply got a cold stare and a remark of "You don't know these kinds of people." I guess she was implying that all those people in that area were of less calibre than she.
The reason it disturbs me is that I am thinking it may have been someones rent or utility money. Even worse, it could have been taking the food out of some child's mouth. It might have been money dropped by a vendor who will have to make it good.
Years ago my mother had $20.00 vanish from her pocketbook. I remember how frantic she was and it did take groceries off the our table. We were very poor due to my Father's ill health and $20.00 was a lot of money in the '60's to poor people.
I know that(blank) has not been getting a lot of business, but (blank) always has enough money for cigarettes. They manage to go out to eat and or continue to have good meals at home, as desired. Did she really need that money? I don't think so. It wasn't like finding a stray $1.00 bill or even a $5.00 dollars. It was equal to a paycheck and that bothers me. It may have been some elderly person's S.S check. When I mentioned this I was told that S.S. checks were not out yet. Not true because anyone with direct deposit got their checks several days ago.
Am I wrong to be bothered by this? I don't believe in that old "Finders Keepers" rote. That is kid stuff. I know if I lost my check or even part of it I would be in a bad financial bind. My Mother didn't raise me like that and according to (blank) she wasn't raised that way, either.
I tried to start the lawn mower with one hand/arm and couldn't do it. Instead, I just about pulled my arm off. I know its going to hurt tonight 'cause it already does. So, I tried with my left arm and hand, but just didn't have the strength to get it started. I put the mower away. I just wanted to give the little chickens some nice fresh greenery.
The reason it disturbs me is that I am thinking it may have been someones rent or utility money. Even worse, it could have been taking the food out of some child's mouth. It might have been money dropped by a vendor who will have to make it good.
Years ago my mother had $20.00 vanish from her pocketbook. I remember how frantic she was and it did take groceries off the our table. We were very poor due to my Father's ill health and $20.00 was a lot of money in the '60's to poor people.
I know that(blank) has not been getting a lot of business, but (blank) always has enough money for cigarettes. They manage to go out to eat and or continue to have good meals at home, as desired. Did she really need that money? I don't think so. It wasn't like finding a stray $1.00 bill or even a $5.00 dollars. It was equal to a paycheck and that bothers me. It may have been some elderly person's S.S check. When I mentioned this I was told that S.S. checks were not out yet. Not true because anyone with direct deposit got their checks several days ago.
Am I wrong to be bothered by this? I don't believe in that old "Finders Keepers" rote. That is kid stuff. I know if I lost my check or even part of it I would be in a bad financial bind. My Mother didn't raise me like that and according to (blank) she wasn't raised that way, either.
I tried to start the lawn mower with one hand/arm and couldn't do it. Instead, I just about pulled my arm off. I know its going to hurt tonight 'cause it already does. So, I tried with my left arm and hand, but just didn't have the strength to get it started. I put the mower away. I just wanted to give the little chickens some nice fresh greenery.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
CHICKEN CHASING
The rain came down and the seeds came up, even the bucket potatoes are sprouting. We needed the moisture after a dry week. Now the humidity is on the rise and the mosquitoes are starting to be annoying.
Two little chickens kept getting out and I have been chasing them up and down the alley in the rain. The cat was slinking about and I didn't want the fat cat to get to them first. The larger chicks are content to stay in their new home where they are now acclimated. Those two wee ones want to explore the world outside the fence and not stay home.
I had to go to Sears today so I took myself to the Chinese Restaurant too. Yum, beats cooking in this now warmer weather.
I just found out I was supposed to get a permit for the erection of Chicken Condo. No one told me: I didn't ask and I ain't telling. The Condo looks like it has always been there as it was constructed from recycled materials. You know its all about money and taxes for the city coffers, anyway.
It seems like everyone is in a near panic over the Swine Flu. There is a lot of disinformation being written by boogers. I didn't pay attention to the last "pandemic" other than I had to make up 27 sick trays in one eve and deliver the meals. That was back when one person got to do it all. That was not a fun evening, as I recall. I am a believer in lots of liquids and good food. Most illnesses will resolve and go away unless there are other factors to be considered.
I do not lead an exciting life unless you count chasing chickens in the rain, so I will close.
END
Two little chickens kept getting out and I have been chasing them up and down the alley in the rain. The cat was slinking about and I didn't want the fat cat to get to them first. The larger chicks are content to stay in their new home where they are now acclimated. Those two wee ones want to explore the world outside the fence and not stay home.
I had to go to Sears today so I took myself to the Chinese Restaurant too. Yum, beats cooking in this now warmer weather.
I just found out I was supposed to get a permit for the erection of Chicken Condo. No one told me: I didn't ask and I ain't telling. The Condo looks like it has always been there as it was constructed from recycled materials. You know its all about money and taxes for the city coffers, anyway.
It seems like everyone is in a near panic over the Swine Flu. There is a lot of disinformation being written by boogers. I didn't pay attention to the last "pandemic" other than I had to make up 27 sick trays in one eve and deliver the meals. That was back when one person got to do it all. That was not a fun evening, as I recall. I am a believer in lots of liquids and good food. Most illnesses will resolve and go away unless there are other factors to be considered.
I do not lead an exciting life unless you count chasing chickens in the rain, so I will close.
END
Monday, April 27, 2009
CHARACTER
What kind of character do you have? I have a character right across the ally. He is 7 years old. He is a non-stop talker and rattles along faster than a miniature machine gun. I don't understand half of what he says and I am sure he is giving me some of the family secrets, but I let him jabber away all he wants.
He has discovered "chickens" and has set up a lawn chair right across the service ally so he can watch the little chickens fly. He wants to know when they will start to lay eggs. I think he is expecting an emanate appearance of eggs and is keeping vigil for their arrival. He has a bit of await. In the meantime he is talking my ears off.
Fifteen years ago his uncle Josh was climbing over my fence and chasing my pet ducks. Looks like Little Jabber bBox will soon being the same thing. His Grandmother, who is raising him, isn't so enamored with the chickens, but she let him hang out with the chicks. In ten years he will be doing the same thing: hanging out with the chicks.
I went the farm store to get green peppers. Oooops, I made a mistake. They are hot peppers. Well, they are planted, anyway. My taters in a bucket are sprouting. I think I will do another bucket. Potatoes do not do well here because of the heavy clay soil so I thought I might try to grow them in a bucket or two. I got really good buckets from the barbecue place for 50 cents a piece and they have been just laying around.
I bought another waterer for the chickens because the waterier they have heats up in the daytime. The new waterer is inside the coop where it is cooler. The chicks, which are mostly beyond chick stage, seem to like their condo. They took to roosting right away. They went nuts over worms, grass and grubs. What a laugh they are, chasing each other trying to steal a little morsel.
We are supposed to get some rain tonight. It will be just in time to water the garden. If it doesn't rain...as they keep predicting...I will go get some more peppers..the sweet kind.
I made onion/potato soup today from a large volunteer onion and odds and ends of leftovers. Its a little thin(too much liquid), but very flavorful. I tend to experiment when cooking and hope for the best.
END
He has discovered "chickens" and has set up a lawn chair right across the service ally so he can watch the little chickens fly. He wants to know when they will start to lay eggs. I think he is expecting an emanate appearance of eggs and is keeping vigil for their arrival. He has a bit of await. In the meantime he is talking my ears off.
Fifteen years ago his uncle Josh was climbing over my fence and chasing my pet ducks. Looks like Little Jabber bBox will soon being the same thing. His Grandmother, who is raising him, isn't so enamored with the chickens, but she let him hang out with the chicks. In ten years he will be doing the same thing: hanging out with the chicks.
I went the farm store to get green peppers. Oooops, I made a mistake. They are hot peppers. Well, they are planted, anyway. My taters in a bucket are sprouting. I think I will do another bucket. Potatoes do not do well here because of the heavy clay soil so I thought I might try to grow them in a bucket or two. I got really good buckets from the barbecue place for 50 cents a piece and they have been just laying around.
I bought another waterer for the chickens because the waterier they have heats up in the daytime. The new waterer is inside the coop where it is cooler. The chicks, which are mostly beyond chick stage, seem to like their condo. They took to roosting right away. They went nuts over worms, grass and grubs. What a laugh they are, chasing each other trying to steal a little morsel.
We are supposed to get some rain tonight. It will be just in time to water the garden. If it doesn't rain...as they keep predicting...I will go get some more peppers..the sweet kind.
I made onion/potato soup today from a large volunteer onion and odds and ends of leftovers. Its a little thin(too much liquid), but very flavorful. I tend to experiment when cooking and hope for the best.
END
Saturday, April 25, 2009
WIRED
I now have chicken wire and it is in place. Now to get those little creatures to get into the coop.
No posting on Sunday.
END
No posting on Sunday.
END
PENNY CRUSESADE
I am posting this early so that I don't forget the idea that popped up into my shriveling gray matter as I was drinking my morning "stimulus." "We, The People," should have a Penny Crusade. After all, isn't that how "We The People" erected the Statue Of Liberty in New York Harbor?
Obama was right in one sense. "It is time for change." We can change this nation, but it must come from us, the little peons that keep America grinding along. We just need to grease the wheels a little bit. We are a "Can Do" working class of people that will save this county, not those "Ding Dongs" that do not have a clue of how it feels to have sweat on their brows or build callouses on their hands. Those Ding Dongs, being the very ones of Wall Street and Washington, DC. are the very Ding Dongs got us into this money mess; how can they get us out without a continuation of "STUPID." "They" can not.
Here is what I propose. Raid your penny jars and piggy banks. Look under your couch cushions and check the ash trays in your car. Roll your pennies and take them to the bank. Deposit you pennies into a checking account, savings account or just go buy a burger or salad. Putting... REAL... coinage back into the system will be a better stimulus package than having all that funny money circulating around and gathering more economic germs.
Almost every one has a penny jar. I have one and you probably do, too. I always figured if I had a jar full of change or pennies I would never be broke. Occasionally I would roll my pennies and go spend the cash. Pennies are copper and copper is valuable. Most banks would love to have your pennies. If every American were to roll their pennies and raid their piggy banks it would probably shock the political pirates that are holding the common man, woman and child hostage. Just picture the look on some poor tellers' face if you came in the bank with about five bucks worth of pennies!! They will roll them for you for a small charge, but we are a DYI kind of people.
If everyone were to put real coinage back into the system it would surprise the dickens out of the advocates of "Change." "WE, THE PEOPLE" can put this nation right again and create "CHANGE." It must come from us, not the manipulators of mayhem and disaster.
So, tell your neighbors, family and friends, WE HAVE DECLARED WAR ON FINANCIAL FIASCOES!!! Pass this message around if you wish or even e-mail it. Thus far, we..the little Americans who still salute the flag, have not done much concrete about what is continuing to take place in the banking and political system..we can and should START NOW with a Penny Crusade! TEA PARTIES are great, but action is better!
Note that I said pennies, not your silver coinage. You can do that, too, if you want. Also, eat your heart out Genn Beck..I thought of it first...LOA'S!!! He can use this if he happens to run across this blog.
THE END
Obama was right in one sense. "It is time for change." We can change this nation, but it must come from us, the little peons that keep America grinding along. We just need to grease the wheels a little bit. We are a "Can Do" working class of people that will save this county, not those "Ding Dongs" that do not have a clue of how it feels to have sweat on their brows or build callouses on their hands. Those Ding Dongs, being the very ones of Wall Street and Washington, DC. are the very Ding Dongs got us into this money mess; how can they get us out without a continuation of "STUPID." "They" can not.
Here is what I propose. Raid your penny jars and piggy banks. Look under your couch cushions and check the ash trays in your car. Roll your pennies and take them to the bank. Deposit you pennies into a checking account, savings account or just go buy a burger or salad. Putting... REAL... coinage back into the system will be a better stimulus package than having all that funny money circulating around and gathering more economic germs.
Almost every one has a penny jar. I have one and you probably do, too. I always figured if I had a jar full of change or pennies I would never be broke. Occasionally I would roll my pennies and go spend the cash. Pennies are copper and copper is valuable. Most banks would love to have your pennies. If every American were to roll their pennies and raid their piggy banks it would probably shock the political pirates that are holding the common man, woman and child hostage. Just picture the look on some poor tellers' face if you came in the bank with about five bucks worth of pennies!! They will roll them for you for a small charge, but we are a DYI kind of people.
If everyone were to put real coinage back into the system it would surprise the dickens out of the advocates of "Change." "WE, THE PEOPLE" can put this nation right again and create "CHANGE." It must come from us, not the manipulators of mayhem and disaster.
So, tell your neighbors, family and friends, WE HAVE DECLARED WAR ON FINANCIAL FIASCOES!!! Pass this message around if you wish or even e-mail it. Thus far, we..the little Americans who still salute the flag, have not done much concrete about what is continuing to take place in the banking and political system..we can and should START NOW with a Penny Crusade! TEA PARTIES are great, but action is better!
Note that I said pennies, not your silver coinage. You can do that, too, if you want. Also, eat your heart out Genn Beck..I thought of it first...LOA'S!!! He can use this if he happens to run across this blog.
THE END
Friday, April 24, 2009
WRITING LESSONS
Its hard to write something new every day. Some blogs are disappearing or are sparsely posted. Some are repeats of old news or older posts. It must be really hard for those that post for the advertising fees they garner. Well, bloggers generally don't get rich from advertiser unless they are unique or fill a certain niche.
But I persist for friends and family. Posting keeps us in contact and lets us know the life is still an experience.
Today I looked at at new car. It is hard for me to get in and out of my van with one really functional hand and arm. I looked, but didn't buy. My van is paid for and only has 32.000 miles on it. At my present age and income I really don't want car payments. Besides, as pretty as a new car can be, I had more trouble getting in and out of that little Ford than I do with my van. You can't haul chicken feed in a pretty little car either.
As usual I fell asleep halfway through the Glenn Beck show. In the meantime Chuck must have come by and fed the feathered fiends. When I went out to feed them their feeder was full and the water had been emptied and refilled. That is good because I can not lift the 3 gallon water container.
I would like to get rid of the automobiles that I do have. I have a 1960 4 door, 6 cylinder stick shift Rambler deluxe. People want it, but want it for nothing or next to nothing. No sale. Go away. If I were to sell it I would buy a nice camera and post ugly chickens pictures on my blog. Or maybe a shot of one of the Paddle Wheelers that ply the Ohio in the summer time. Or maybe I wouldn't figure out how to go about all that.
Today has been a kind of Ice Tea day with the temperature in the low 80's and low humidity. Time to get the fans out.
But I persist for friends and family. Posting keeps us in contact and lets us know the life is still an experience.
Today I looked at at new car. It is hard for me to get in and out of my van with one really functional hand and arm. I looked, but didn't buy. My van is paid for and only has 32.000 miles on it. At my present age and income I really don't want car payments. Besides, as pretty as a new car can be, I had more trouble getting in and out of that little Ford than I do with my van. You can't haul chicken feed in a pretty little car either.
As usual I fell asleep halfway through the Glenn Beck show. In the meantime Chuck must have come by and fed the feathered fiends. When I went out to feed them their feeder was full and the water had been emptied and refilled. That is good because I can not lift the 3 gallon water container.
I would like to get rid of the automobiles that I do have. I have a 1960 4 door, 6 cylinder stick shift Rambler deluxe. People want it, but want it for nothing or next to nothing. No sale. Go away. If I were to sell it I would buy a nice camera and post ugly chickens pictures on my blog. Or maybe a shot of one of the Paddle Wheelers that ply the Ohio in the summer time. Or maybe I wouldn't figure out how to go about all that.
Today has been a kind of Ice Tea day with the temperature in the low 80's and low humidity. Time to get the fans out.
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