This my way of boring you

This little beggar has scooped up at least a hundred peanuts in two days. He never quits! I love my new camera...I can zoom in and get a fairly decent picture. But I think I already told the whole world how much I like my camera. My old little Kodak is sitting on the shelf pouting...but I don't give a hairy rats ass, it is and was a piece of crap. I didn't kick it to the curb or anything, because it tried real hard. These days you get attached to dogs, cats and yer ole technology. So, I will bring her to work to take mundane pictures of the UPS man, the postal carrier, (sometimes they wear shorts until the middle of December), it's a sight to see.

Just another one of my nights shots on the back deck. We got so much snow yesterday it was crazy. It just kept on coming and coming.

So of course..this latest snowfall was a job FOR THE ONE AND ONLY "PLOW BOY"....oh lord, there was no stopping him today. He started off at the house, and left for parts unknown to plow.

He went to the shop did the parking lots over there. The man is in his glory.

The City snowplows just came by, and took all the snow off our street. It was a miracle. Usually it takes a week before they get to the side streets.

I spent the major portion of my afternoon, doing sweet "F" all. I was doing the laundry, while cooking a pot of soup. I had a ham bone left over from Christmas and decided to make soup. I don't know shit about making soup from a ham bone, so I just put it in some water and let it boil...them simmer away until all the meat fell away from the bone. While I was doing that, I took my laptop into the kitchen and put on Sex in the City...the movie. So, now I was doing three things at once, laundry, watching a DVD and cooking. So no time was wasted sitting down in a comfortable chair watching a movie. That would be a crime. That is just how my mind works.

So, nevermind. I am folding laundry, watching the movie and still cooking the broth for the soup. I took the bones out of the soup and cut away the leftover ham and threw that back in the pot. I still didn't have a clue what my next step would be. I rummaged around my cupboard and found some dried green peas.. SCORE.. I could make French Green Pea Soup. I sliced and diced carrots, onions, celery, and potatoes to add to my mystery soup. I threw that in. Added spices that were not particularily French, more Mennonite like I'm used to. I let if all come a boil, and took off the lid to see if it smelled ediable. It smelled like green peas. Suddenly they had taken over the hammy smell I had before. I didn't like that.

By this time my movie was over. I turned on the TV and tried to find something to watch, and found a movie... The Titanic. I have seen it before, but I thought...what the hell, it was a long time ago. So, I was still in the kitchen, smelling and fucking around with my soup plus bringing up loads of laundry to fold while watching TV, so I started to watch it. I didn't really remember much of it at all. At one point I was so confused, I was wondering where was Shelley Winters? Old fart syndrome I guess...that was the Poisiden Adventure! Ahem. Just put people underwater and they all look alike.

I think I will stick to watching the HGTV.... movies are too complicated for me.

So, you are wondering about the soup. Well, I put a Mennonite touch to it, plus I thought it needed a can of spicy tomatoes, because it smelled too pea/ish . ..those peas didn't smell pleasing. In other words, my soup stinks...you don't mix Mennonite spices with the French pea soup, they start to fight each other. Yeah, my soup has a war going on. It might be time to order a pizza.

Seriously, it stinks like pea.

Back to work tomorrow after being off for almost two weeks.. whaaaaaaaaaaaaa...I was almost getting used to this life. The only part I will really miss is sleeping in. I love sleeping in more than anything in the world. In my warm water bed on a cold winters night. If I could only get a job from 10:00 AM to 5:00PM...I would be the happiest camper in the world. I will have to talk to my boss. I might be able to swing it.


PS..... a couple of hours later.

The soup was great! Who knew. But we were hungry. Leftovers might be another story.

40 below for tomorrow.....wind chills of 50 and more. Time to hunker down for the next month or so.