Dog Face

Don't give me that face!! I have opened and closed the patio door 876 times today, what is it that you want little one? Okay, come on in little critter....oop's did the door close too quickly and catch your godamn tail! Okay that did not happen, but I was "this" close to making it happen. When I'm home all day, I am her bitch, and I have to do what she wants me to, so I went downstairs and brought out the Christmas Reindeer ears and the Santa hat that she so dearly loves to wear.

She finally got off my back... I know she looks so pathetic, like no one loves her and nobody plays with her, and life just totally sucks...she has that face even when she is happy, so don't be worried, this goes on day.after.day.

Went out for lunch with my American friend today...now that is a story for another day...and she was directing traffic in the parking lot...ahem. So, I'm thinking she has a lot more going on than I thought. And she is making plans to come up here again........ call the police.

Hello from beta

Just checking in. Still on holidays. I have been annoying fellow bloggers all day.

Also have been checking out my Christmas blog template and trying to change it to suit me. I won't happen. Nothing makes me happy, I'm such a grinch.

And now that I get to label every blog I write with beta..I will label this as "crap"

Have a good day. yours truly balonie

BETA

I am speaking to you from Blogger Beta. CAN YOU HEAR ME? All of you who still are in the Blogger Old Folks Homes!!

I was warned I may not be able to comment on your blogs, and if I can't I will email you. But until then I will use all the features they have given me. DID YOU HEAR ME?

Lets try a picture shall we.

I went to to get my hair cut today, first I went into the internet to find a reliable look for me. I cut and pasted the hair do on my head. It's not the best look and while doing that it seems worms were coming out of the right side of my face. OR..maybe a microphone, I could have been a news anchor. Katie...look out! BTW, my haircut was not as successful as the picture. But, as they say, hair grows!!

Now that was impressive, I could drag and drop Mr. toliet seat anywhere I wanted him to go. So far, I am impressed. But he does not have a frame around him which I exclaimed about yesterday.

I don't know ....it all seems the same..but then I haven't had the chance to really have a go at it.

Yours truly,

balonie

Let's try one more time: It didn't work..fuckers..

Let's try again... see you soon.............. or not.

Wish me luck

I going over to beta..........buhhhbye

Tomorrow is D Day

I'm going over to the other side. Beta, my friends. I was using it all afternoon on my Test Blog. It's pretty slick. After all the trouble I had last night trying to put up pic's, I said "that is enough." loud enough for all the little ears in China to hear. The new pics are easy to use and can be adjusted to suit your blog. They even have a little border around them, which, by the way, I love! My pic's were all over the map last night, and if there is anything I hate more is a messy looking blog. Yeah, I just said it was "messy"...I did not say cluttered, which I usually manage if I keep a template up long enough. They have a bunch of other stuff too, drag and drop stuff, header changes can be make quickly. Yadda yadda, but I didn't have any problems at all. And I put that sucker through the wringer I tells ya. I will enjoy the font feature, but I don't know if it will override my template font, I didn't try it.

Gotta to give those guys credit for trying to make our blogging experience a little less stressful. While I am changing to beta, I may as well change my template. For two days now, half of what I wrote was not visible to me! Eventually if appeared, but I think it might be a html error in the code. I will just choose a generic one until December. Then I get to put up my Christmas one!! Yahoo... So, I will be sure to save any comments anyone may have sent. Haloscan used to add the comments from previous entries back in the blog, but of late, they have not. I don't like them very much anymore. Yessss, I know it free, and what do I want "my money back?"

The dilemma of last week has been resolved. "D" called on Saturday, and said she had called for her Dr. Appointment in Winnipeg and was hoping for the last weekend in November, but she could not get it. She had to take an opening this Thursday. So, we will only be meeting for lunch. This is good. We can reconnect and actually see if we could make a whole weekend together. She might just hate me. I am annoying. I like everything my way. I am a princess with a pumkin head. Spellcheck asked me if I meant pemmican ..ha...yeah...balonie the buffalo head. I know I should have spelled it correctly.

I am still on holiday, I tried to sleep in this morning....until Gord's cell phone rang 4..count them 4 frickin times around 8:00 AM. For some reason he had his shop phone call forwarded to the cell..(*&$ Are people stupid? He never gets up before 9:00 AM!! After all, he has his own business and does things when it suits him. If that phones rings tomorrow morning, it goes into the pooper!! I will just drop it in the bowl. I swear. I am not a morning person to start off with, and I just want to lay there and watch the clock ... and know, I don't have to get up!!

A day off, and time to take lappy for a spin

I was exhausted after cleaning the house yesterday. I have never in my whole born life seen so much dog hair! I knew it was there for the last two weeks, it was on top of my "to do" list, but it just kept on getting left (unchecked) as there were more pressing things to get done around here. Like, eating, going to work and staring off into space. So, I took a BIG BRUSH to the canine yesterday, and got every hair that seemed loose, off of her. Yes, there was some yelping, but she is a sissy. She looks like she lost 5 pounds! Next week I will have her nails clipped and that should make it 6 pounds. (I would clip her nails, but she is a super beotch and gets all bendy, wiggles, turns upside down then bites and groans until you want to clip her nose!) I don't want to do that because she needs that nose when she is on fart patrol. Therefore I let the professionals get bit. It worth the 13.00 bucks.

So, today was supposed to be a day of relaxation. If you have ever read my blog in fall, you will know it's time for Gord to put his toys to bed, and run them one last time. Once again, we had:

1. A snowblower that we don't even need (remember! we have a snowblade now), running on the driveway.

2.) The stinking Lincoln, running on all 8 cylinders with emissions coming out of it's two tail pipes that would make Arnold S., come running all the way down from California to kill him.

3.) His leaf blower. I can't believe he did.not.gas himself! I finally ran to the back of the garage and opened the side door, it was lethal! But, he only coughs when I smoke.

4.) The motorcycle. Rum Rum Rum...Rum Rum Rum...till I thought I would loose my mind. Then he drove it through the gate into the back yard and parked in our shed. Can you imagine my surprise when I looked out the kitchen window and saw him riding his bike in the backyard!! At least this time he didn't try running over the dog. Not like last year.

5.) After all his babies we safe and sound and their batteries were taken care of, (whatever he does with them). THEN he got in my Explorer, attached the snowblade, and decided to grade our driveway. (we have no snow) people! I ran outside and I expressed my absolute disbelief that he was going to use a snowblade for leveling gravel. My last words were, "if you wreck that thing, don't come crying to me arsehole." He continued on. It was like my words were swept away with the wind.

God, if you are up there, tell him to just to cut it out already!!

So, then we had lunch. No, I did not poison him. The fumes will do that. After he left for the shop, I had the whole afternoon to myself and my new laptop that I haven't had any time to use. I wanted to put all my software on it, and just caress it in general. BUT, first the dang dog wanted to go for a walk! Crikey, can't anyone leave me heck alone! I did that. Came back home. My internet was gone! Poof!Wellfortheloveofpete, can't I catch a break? My new wireless router seemed to be a little cranky all weekend. I was shaking, I was so mad...this is the second router I have installed and I am still having problems!! So, I grabbed him by his two funny looking antenna's, shook him, turned him off, then spit on him. Whoa he seemed to like the rough stuff, I plugged him back in and I was back online. I guess they just have to know "who is the boss."

So, then I decided to take lappy for a spin around the house, after all she doesn't know where I may want to use her. After all it's been a month since I adopted her.

The bathroom: This was a chance for a little R&R and just some you and me time for lappy. So, Lappy, do you like the towels?


The kitchen table: We will spend a lot of time here, so I can keep an eye on the neighbor's and your half sister Penny when she goes out to make her business.


The bedroom: You and I will have cyber sex here, so don't be surprised.


By the fireplace: Don't be all scared if there is a lot of smoke in the house, because sometimes your mom forgets to open the damper.




Then I started back up the stairs and O' Lordy, I'm not as nimble as I once was, sorry Lappy, I'm going to have to get a hard hat for you.


oops I went boom all the way down



Penny was watching all my antics and this is what she thought about it:



You can tell by the bored look on her face, she has no sense of humour. Dink.

I live with two Dinks. I am the only sane person here. Well I'm not really sane, but closer than those two!!

I'm still under fire

Fortheloveofaduck ... I still got that gun to my head. I might just have to seek out that Mrs. Kennedy and fire one right back at her. I'm on day 11 of the blogging marathon.
Dosen't she know that I might blog drunk on Saturday nights? It could happen. And I might just want to fight her!! Mrs. Kennedy... bring it on...because I am tired and all this blogging shit was your idea, yeah Mrs. Kennedy. Bring it on.!!

On to better things

I am on holidays for a whole fucking week!! Excusea da frankephone. That is code for excuse my French, so spelling doesn't count. It never does in my blog, apparently!

I have a whole week TO MYSELF. No muss, no fuss. I'll damn well get up when I want to, I won't even get dressed. Okay, that is a lie. I will wear my oldest sweat pants..the one with hole in arse part. A little drafty, but nonetheless very soft and comfy. They are so old, they don't even leave any lint in the dryer. Now, that is comfortable!

I will slowly, but surely, mozzie around the house and pick up particles of dirt, and analyze it to make sure it is dirty enough for me to put my vacuum in that area. If not, it stays. I'm thinking of making an excel spreadsheet, and enter in the dirty areas and .. make a graph which will point me to the work areas that need doing. After all, what are computers for, blogs? I think not, they have more potential than that. I will have my house laid out in grids G1 (for Gee I have never even been in this room before) G2 (God look at the dog hair in here) G3 (Gosh darnit just look at that dirty kitchen floor)G4 (Gordon! try using the toilet) G5 (God..look at all those dust bunnies under our bed)! The last one is another lie, because dust bunnies can't get under our hippy water bed. They just park there asses behind the headboard where no vacuum can get them. They are invincible. And at night when the furnace comes on, they party back there. They fly up an down like fairies in the night. Sometimes a few of them fly right past the headboard and lodge in our noses when we are snoring. Then of course, we grunt, groan, and cough like ole folks do. This wakes up the dog. Now we have grunting, groaning, coughing and barking. Okay, now that we are awake, everyone has to take a piss, first Gord, then me, and then Penny. And we go back to bed, just to do it all over again at 5:00AM.

Who the hell cares.....I am on a weeks holiday!!!

Part 11

Okay I will regale the tale 11

After hippychick and then boyfriend starting going out, "D" was upset because the boyfriend neglected to tell her it was over, not that I think anything much was going on anyway. And I guess she has had that pot simmering over all these years as well as the pot she is still steaming about on the stove with her husband, because she mentioned her old love. How's that for a long unrelated sentence. She felt very sorry for hippychick because she had been wronged all these years ago by him, because he was the same kind of womanizer as her husband. and now the same thing happened to her. Gawwd Hippychick got over that a. long. time. ago.

She told me her husband of 30 years was "fucking every chick in the county"...did she only find that out after all these years? or had she know this for years and ignored it? I don't know, it was hard to get the facts. After all this time did her husband finally find that his prick worked and decided to use it in all the wrong places? It's a mystery to me.

What I gleaned from our Saturday night conversation, was that her husband was a whore monger, she left him, took nothing but the clothes on her back and her dog, and moved away to another state, and now lives like a pauper.

In her next sentence, she told me she was a grandma for the 3rd. time.! I was trying to get the conversation going with the new grandchild, but it always got back to the crap. I asked about her family, and got caught up with who did what. I asked about her kids, and she more or less said that they were on their dad's side and it it was difficult....oy...

She phoned this morning. I guess she forgot I worked.(she is a retired nurse). Gord answered the phone, apparently he does not work either. And said she couldn't come on the date we agreed upon as she could not get the appointment with her hearing specialist the day she wanted to come here. So, that brings us up to December.

I may be overeacting to this, but I would love for her to come over if she is still the person I reconnected with 12 years ago at her school reunion and was still the girl I knew when we were 16. Gord and I totally crashed the reunion! We had so much fun with all our American friends. We even sent Gord for a "beer run" just like the good ole days!!

She was very happy then, so I don't know what happened.

I just don't like "needy"...and that's what I am getting from her. But, if she wants to come here, and have fun, that would be good. Because that's all I got to give. I am sure the divorce was like her husband had died, but he was still alive. You still have the body..and no headstone. I can feel her pain. But I can't deal with all that information from a person I have not seen in decades. I have my own crosses to bear. I feel guilty. But, I just don't want to involve myself with a whole bunch of shit. I know where that goes.....>> in the pooper.

Well, lets see what happens, but one thing I will establish when she phones again, is that the dog has to stay at home if she comes here. Penny is a very hyper dog, and as you know does not play well with other dogs. I can't imagine an entire weekend trying to keep her from that poor dogs jugular.

God..I have to post again tomorrow. I better win a good prize. This is getting crazy I tells you!!

I have a dilemma part 1

Do you remember the old friend who contacted me last Saturday?

She phoned me last night, and wants to come to visit for a weekend. Huh? She lives in the US and it is a 300 mile trip. And she want's to bring her dog. halp.

I was a little flabbergasted, and was trying to remember what I had said to her on Saturday that would make her think we could spend an entire weekend together. I came up empty. But, knowing my big mouth, I must have said, "if you are ever in Winnipeg...comeonover"!! ..for the day (that was what was in my head).

She said she was setting up an appointment her hearing specialist in Winnipeg, and wanted to know which date would be suitable for me ..and kill two bird's with one stone so to speak.

Okay.

The whole weekend? OMG

What do I do with a virtual stranger? I know she is bitter, lonely and has just come through a horrific divorce. When she introduced herself to me on the phone on Saturday, (after I swore at her, thinking she was SK) She said, "It's me "D" and I'm divorced. That is who she thinks she is right now..divorced. Not "D."

I know a friend of hers really well, that has been keeping me informed about what she is going through, and we have talked at some length. She says it will do "D" a lot of good to renew some old friendships and maybe she can start moving on. I will try, but I am scared. What do I do with her for a whole weekend? What will we talk about?..High school? We didn't even go to the same school, I was just her brother's girlfriend. We knew a lot of the same people. Work with me here, I am trying to justify my feelings.

You all know "hippychick"...

Well her husband was "D's" first boyfriend before they were married after she got pregnant with his child. Only because he had too...my god they were only 18 years old. I was hippychicks bridesmaid, and I had to push her down the isle, because she did not want to get married.

But I digress... "D" had not quite come to terms with the break up of her and hippychicks soon to be husband.

part 11.. tomorrow.

I scalded myself!

While making wine.

How could you do that, saith you?

Well, I was cleaning out the "Carboy"... That's wine talk for a huge glass vat that holds the wine after you have fermented it in a HUGE plastic pail. And, yes I have more than one. One can never have to many Carboy's. Just like pool boys or Greenskeepers.

We have a bathroom downstairs where I have my grow opp. Is that one "p" or two? This is where I keep my Cowboy's ... opps Carboy's and all my wine making shit. It's awesome.

Well, today was wine making day, the first step had fermented, and I was about to start step 2. But, I had not washed out the Carboy's from the last session. This entails, bringing them into the bathroom, setting them in the tub, and turning on the hose to wash them out. I turned on the hot water tap first, and the hose that is attached to the tap started to spin out of control and the hot water hit my wrist, and scalded it. Do you know why normal hot water coming from a tap scalded my wrist, because "plow boy" turned up the hot water heater to high. You see, that bathroom is on the lower level, and by the time any hot water gets to the upper level, where we actually live, it's cooler and our dishwasher doesn't get the dishes clean...are you still with me? If not, nevermind. I will live.

I need pictures to describe the wine making process, but of course my friking camera batteries are dead AGAIN. I paid good money for those rechargable batteries and they are not worth a pinch of coon shit.

I am on holiday next week!! Time to relax and get to know my lappytop. I have to admit I find a 17" screen on a laptop a little disturbing. Everything is so stretched out it looks ridiculous. If you send me your pic, I will think your head has been stomped upon by a bunch of gang bangers. I don't know how people can watch the new TV's with the wide screens. It just looks silly. God knows I look fat enough in a normal pic, I don't need me no stretching..oh no.

I don't know...

I don't think I can come up with a blog a day for a whole month. I might just have to demit. I don't really have enough interesting stuff to say, nor do I have the time to write about what I would deem interesting about my life.

Just a note: Most of the snow is gone..galdangit. Warm temp's are back, just in time to make me feel guilty for not raking up the leaves. Most of them are still on the trees.

I need me a Greenskeeper. With a tattoo. And big muscles. And .. well you know.

I think I am experiencing some record heat.

I'll take my med's

Niters

I did it!!

I got my wireless network working.

I.am.so.smart!

Not really, the D Link was just a piece of crap. It's back in the Future Shop bag from whence it came, ready for some name calling when I produce my receipt and my long long story, on how it almost gave me and my two children (desktoppy and lappy) herpes. I think I will sent it back with Gord, I'm not good at confrontations, he on the other hand lives for it. He should really start a new business called the "REFUND GUY." His slogan could be..."YOU BOUGHT IT, I FOUGHT IT." But, that is past tense, hmmmm.. what about "YOU BUY IT, I'LL FRY IT!"

I have had a serious lack of sleep, so I'm blogging "punchy."

I still have to get desktoppy and lappy to communicate together, but that will be another day, when I can scoop up some unsuspecting friend that has 1 smidgen of "My Network" knowledge, that I have not approached once before. It's slim pickin's I tell you. I running on empty.

Sunday night supper:

Centipede Stew



One small problem, I forgot to put the Centipede in the pot and he was desperately trying to get in on the fun!! Nothing better than Centipede drumsticks..and so many of them! Yum.

Like I mentioned last night. I got a call from an old friend I haven't seen for a trillion years. When I answered the phone, she played with me for awhile and said, guess who this is? Ohhh man! I hate that. Then I thought it was Special K, playing a game with me. HA... I said " KAT...how in the fuck are you?" and it wasn't Kat..heh! It was my long lost friend..and I said the "F" word. geezzz... ma face was red.

After that we had a long chat and got caught up in each other lives. Her brother was my 2nd. boyfriend many years ago, so that is how we hooked up. She is in the midst of a messy divorce. So, I heard a lot of moaning and groaning. Lord. Getting divorced after 30 years of marriage and 3 children. It's heart breaking.

Time for me to hit the hay, Gord is already snoring his brains out. He was pretty tired after driving all the way from London Ontario this weekend. He and his bro drove all the way back without stopping to sleep. I was so pissed at them. BIL bought a car called a Prowler. It's a cute little car, very unusual. It's only a two seater and they were basically sitting in a cockpit all the way back. Fortheloveofmenandtheretoys!!!

Anyway I gotta fly, before me peepers peepout.

balonie

Just in case

I am doing a quick post, just in case my computer crashes. I am doing some maintenance ...HA HA. Good luck to me for I am computer stupido.

I may never see you internets again.

Adious

I hope I made the deadline...

Oh boy oh boy...I almost forgot to post today. I spent most of the afternoon screwing with my template. I will finish it tomorrow.

Gord got back tonight from London Ontario with his bro. I think they should marry each other. They are a match made in heaven.

See youse guys on Sunday....

Just a note, I just got a call .. a blast from the past .. from a girlfriend I have not seen in 25 years. Whoa...more on that tomorrow.

The Balonie Chronicles

I am having a Balonie day. I am so full of balonie I could burst. "poof"...and balonie would spew into your faces. Nice..huh? You couldn't even cut it with a knife.

I'm going to make up a game, and tell you 5 truths about me with 1 lie in it. If you can pick up on the lie..you will win a dishwasher. Brenda didn't pick it up the last time she won it. What's up wit that? It still works! It only looks like shit. Fussy people.

So,if you think you know me...go for it!

1. I change my template at least once every two months
2. I drive an Ford Explorer, with a big MF'r snowblade on it
3. I have patio block issues
4. I love baloney fried with noodles and eggs with some ketchup.
5. I miss my husband, who left this morning for Ontario to pick up a car with his bro.

I would love to tell you the right answer, because I am having such a nice night curled up with my Penny. No fuss no muss. No crap, no drama.

I thunk I gave it away. So, I guess I will keep the dishwasher.


Unless Brenda still wants it?

Just one more thing. I found the most amusing website that will put GOOGLE to shame.

It is so funny, especially if you don't put your question in first...HAAAAA Make her work for it.

Okay..let me see where I put it. Okay it's not on my desk, and not in my wine glass, where is the fucking thing? Oh, shit it's right on a post-it-note on my monitor. How clever of me. Heads up:

http://www.msdewey.com

That's all folks!

Wireless is for the lonely

My wireless laptop, is still lesswire.

All my so called techie friends, have left the country. They no longer want to partake in a drink or two to fix the problem. I am looking at my laptop with disdain. The same laptop I almost breastfed. I am such a fool.

I am looking way, way up into the skies for signs of your signal. Why, wireless signal are you not coming to my house? Why oh why? I took off all my fridge magnets, just in case your beams were bouncing them off my computer. I turned off my ceiling fan, my washer, dryer, dishwasher, fridge, stove, microwave, TV, DVD player and finally the furnace to make way for your signal. You don't give me anything, unless you call 5% connectivity something. I hate you! And I am getting cold. The furnace was a last ditch effort. I hate you. Unless you didn't hear me the first time.

Personally, I think my router is trying to make contact with "Sputnik"...and if my memory serves me correctly, I was watching that sucker orbit the earth in 1957. So, if that is true, I can see why it is having communication problems in 2006.

Look at this!


The Sputnik launch changed everything. As a technical achievement, Sputnik caught the world's attention and the American public off-guard. Its size was more impressive than Vanguard's intended 3.5-pound payload. In addition, the public feared that the Soviets' ability to launch satellites also translated into the capability to launch ballistic missiles that could carry nuclear weapons from Europe to the U.S. Then the Soviets struck again; on November 3, Sputnik II was launched, carrying a much heavier payload, including a dog named Laika

OMG, it could be true. I might have a router that goes back in time.

Who do I tell? Michael J. Fox?

If Future Shop sold me a router that can go back in time, then I have struck GOLD.

But, the downside is, Sputnik is caput! And my router, poor little baby is still looking for the mothership! Leaving me wireless.

Do I sell it on EBay? Giving all the details? How much do you think I could garner for a router that only sees the past? BIG BUCKS! If people can sell pieces of toast that look like Jesus, I can sell a router who sees sputnik.

So, at last I have worked my way through my problem. That was writing is for, thinking things through, analyzing the problem, and coming to a conclusion.

I must apologize to any of you who came from Fussy's site to read my blog, I am not a polished writer as she is, and I know she likes all her i's dotted and t's crossed. But as much as I admire her, I just write from my heart.

balonie

November is National Blog Posting Month

You have to make do a "blog-a-day" or ummmm you might get shot. Just saying what I heard, don't get excited. "Fussy", a very amusing blogger started this last month, and it has taken off "like crazzie mon". You get to win prizes, and I want the one "Very Mom" is shaking in front of my face. A free template from a qualified person, no less. No, mish mash monkey business like I normally come across.

Now, I know I have made it hard for you to access their blogs, only because I don't know how to link stuff. If I had more than 10 minutes of spare time a day, you would see a nice little blue link, but alas, I am an ass. Just goggle it if you are in the least bit interested. But, if you sign up on Fussy's blog, make sure you post every stinking day, OR..she will shoot you.

Okay, I have the link, but it's not a hidden one like the pro's do, that say look here, and here, and here, till you what to throw up, and your finger gets tired of punching in the links that take you to a web sites you don't care about.
http://www.fussy.org/

We are still climbing out the storm that mudder nature sent up on Monday. Finally, the folks driving are getting the hang of winter again. Gord has hooked the snow blade on my Explorer on Monday, and it's still there. He was going to do some work at the shop with it, but didn't have time. So, I get to drive the truck with Mr. Snow-blade attached.

It has made for an interesting day or two.

When the truck is parked, Mr. Snow-blade must be in the down position. There is a control unit inside which lets you control the hydraulics. And when you want to drive you have to put Mr. snow-blade in the upward position so he can't plow, while you are driving.

This afternoon, I made a little "oopsie". When I left work to come home for lunch, I just hopped in my truck and took off. Meanwhile, Mr. snow-blade was "in the down position" ready for some action. I got about a block before I realized I was pushing snow and ice. There was so much noise going on I couldn't hear the radio, forshitsake! Fortunately, I was at a stop sign when I noticed my error, and released the blade to the upward position, and she generously dumped the load on the street, and I went on my merry way. Had I not noticed it, I would have saved the City of Winnipeg 4500.00 in snow plowing fees before I got home. But, realistically, without moving the blade from side to side to move the snow, I would have broken the sucker off, and my ass would not have been worth 2 cents.

I must admit, I am finding this kinda of cool. I'm getting the hang of it. I'm ready to do me some snow dumping.

So, if you want to join in the NABLOPOMO ..go ahead, I dare you!!

balonie

Guess what we had for our Sunday Night Supper

The first two contestants that get it right, will win my ugly dishwasher who's corroded top is showing. And, if you live within a two mile radius of me... Gord will yank it out of my kitchen and bring it to yours... for free. But, he will not install it. He is an appliance repair tech, not a plumber. God, if I have heard that more than 5786 times. So, that's my game. Wanna play?

You already seen the cakes, so you know what dessert was. Messy.

We had us some big time snow today. Getting home from work was a little bit treacherous.

I can't tell you how much I love winter. Even better than fall. I was outside playing with Penny in the snow, and I sat down at the picnic table and just felt the silence. Snow seems to buffer out all the traffic noises. I felt the calm, that has alluded me all summer. Heat, strong winds, and too much sun, make me very edgy. I can feel the tension from my shoulders subsiding.

Before the snow, it was very dark outside and depressing in the evenings. Now everything is lit up from the reflection of the snow and it looks so nice and bright. Penny and I can play in the backyard without any lights on. God, I love it. And, yes it will get colder, but I don't care. It is so beautiful in my garden right now with all the snow draping over my new pine trees and bushes.

Okay, so there is always a down side.

Plow boy, is trying to put together his new snow blade for a trial run. I can feel my shoulders getting tense.. Surely shit will happen, trust me. Nothing will work. It never does the first time.

But once he gets it going, and he always does. There will be much rejoicing on our snowy street and regaling of tales of how he overcame the evil "snow blade" and won. He will be honking the horn at our poor neighbor's that are manually removing the snow from their driveways..and yell out the window.."look at me..no hands." There is no end to his snowplowing glee. We obviously like winter but for two different reasons.

Just a note: He got it going! After a week of trying to figure out the wiring, and installing a heavy duty plate to the inside of the bumper to carry this thing... It's just flying off our driveway!! This new one has some hydraulics the other one didn't, so he is one happy camper.

If he would show me how to use this baby, I could quit my job and do driveways in the winter. Or maybe not. I do way to much curb "off roading" as it is. Must be my bifocals.

I see he just finished our driveway and is so in love with it he started doing the neighbours...

He just told me I have to go to work with it on the truck tomorrow because the snow "she" is still coming down and we have to clean off our parking lot at the shop...but I have to make sure I stay at least 3 feet away from another car. Fudge...I guess he has never seen me drive before, I give everyone two car lengths on ice. Even if it pisses most of the nation off.

Okay, time for suppa... Fried fish in a seasoned flour coating, Risotto, and mixed veggies.

God I love winter.

I'm just a little frustrated..But what else is new.

Wireless, schmerliss, it doesn't work!! Fortheloveofpete, who in the hell invented this crap anyway. I know, Wally Wireless, who apparently was wired wrong. In total I have spent 10 hours trying to get this fucker fixed. Excuse my German, I couldn't find the umlaut on my keyboard for the U. But, I am so frustrated I could crush a rose, smack a teddy bear, or piss on somethingorother.. you name it Leroy!

The software from the router damn near took down my desktop. The CD provided is defective, as I found out today when I got the XP "blue screen"...told me I'd better go to the can right now, because in two minutes I would be shitting my drawers.

It listed the errors on my hardrive, after number 6 I started for the bathroom. I don't like to be around when bad things are happening, and tend to close my eyes and ears and pretend it will all go away. When I finally emerged, XP kindly fixed up all the nonsense my D "fricking" Link Router had caused him. It shook it's finger at me, and said "balonie, "do you hear me girl?" .... new technology is for those that can! As I wiped the screen clean of my ministry of tears and kisses, I did a back up. AH HA...That's all it takes to get me off my sorry ass. It always takes the "close call."

But my problems aren't over, now I have to take back the router, and install a new one. My laptop works 50% of the time, but there is something wrong with the whole system. The desktop and laptop are not getting along. Someone has got to go. This time I will buy the one recommended to me...not the cheap one I bought.

Live and learn. I am sure DLink is okay, but this unit is certainly crap.

I was so distracted today, with my tech friend guy on the phone for 3 hours! I couldn't seem to remember shit afterwards. I lost my camera, I couldn't find my visa bill, my rechargable batteries for the camera .. WERE DEAD AGAIN, by time I found my camera. Technology is going to give me a heart attack. Bygum.

Seems we are going to get winter tonight. It's been snowing a little all afternoon but the temp is still above freezing. We are supposed to get a couple inches before the morning. There is nothing better I like to do on a Monday morning on the first snow day. Slip sliding away!

I usually tell youse guys what I am having for Sunday night supper, but from now on, I will be letting you guess. I will give you the picture, you tell me what I had. heh. I'm tricky like that.

Are you ready....

Well, like the rest of my day, blogger pic's won't work. Just so you know, I am going to into the kitchen and sticking my head in the oven.

Ten minutes later:

Okay, so that didn't work, it seems we don't have a gas oven. Damn near lit my hair on fire with the broil element. phewww...

Marching on to next week. I can't wait to get rear ended (ahem) by a loser driver who has never driven in snow. But the good news is that my Explorer has air bags, and I can't wait till they hit me square in the face.

Happy trails, until we meet again.

Yours truly,

Roy Rogers