Dratted computer is out of whack. Can’t figure out how to fix it. Now will have to drag it to the computer store, stand-in-line stand-in-line stand-in-line stand-in-line stand-in-line…. After half an hour or 45 minutes, get up to the tech desk. Put them up to trying to fix whatever is going on….this will soak up half the morning. Or half the afternoon.
Like I have nothing else to do, right?
Well, while I’m there, I’ll look around for something different to give the Kid for Christmas. Really, just now I have nothing very special for him…need to find SOMETHING, even if it’s just a gigantic gift card.
The older I get, the less enthused about Christmas I get.
Christmas used to be my absolutely positively MOST favorite holiday. Now…not so much. These days, it’s just another hassle.
My son — a grown man, and then some — and I each can buy whatever we want, whenever we want it. And by and large, that’s what we do. So that doesn’t leave a lot of choices for Christmas gifts.
Dickering with the computer guys will complicate matters further. Just what I don’t wanna do! 😀
…and…
Now Ruby goes on FULL ALERT.
Sheee-ut!!! Now what?????
She’s gazing at the side gate.
- This is not a Pool Dude Day.
- No sign of Gerardo’s guys.
- No reason for anyone else to come around.
Sooo… Get pistol? Call cops? Hmmmmmm…..
***
Grab a shilelagh. Trot outside. Now what???
Side gate is unlocked, but it’s not hanging open.
Hmmm… I do not close that gate without locking it. But Gerardo’s guys may have. Pool Dude surely may have.
Nobody’s hanging around. So…probably Pool Dude left it unlocked when he was here yesterday — may have just pulled the gate shut behind him without realizing that what THAT stunt does is just leave the damn gate hanging open.
Oh well. Far as I can tell: no harm done.
****
But…
Oh dear. One of the neighbors’ Yard Dudes has got a tow truck here, lashing up his big ole’ yard truck and getting ready to haul it off down the road.
Merry Christmas!
:-/
Not to say auuugh!
Just when you think your life is wonkers, you discover someone else’s outdoes you!
😮
zowie wowie zoweeeee
Yes. Then you discover theirs outdoes yours! 😀 And thank the Goddes we don’t have a squalling li’l brat to amuse us…
😀
The shrimp are half cooked on the grill, glorioski. The asperagi sizzle upon the grill pan, glorioski. The adorable little girl next girl squalls at whatever her sibling’s latest outrage may be, glorioski!
How do we love our neighbors? {a LOT!}
How do we love their squalling brats? {what COULD be better than a squalling brat who belongs to someone else??? 😀 }
God bless them! And thank You, Your Godship, for blessing them with the beautiful kidlets.
Hmmmm… I wonderful if an adorable li’l girl would like a dish of delicious grilled asparagi?
LOL!
Waddaya bet not?
December 20
3:00 a.m. Uhhhhh….maybe
Yes: it’s now Friday, three o’clock in the morning. Or possibly 10 p.m.
I’ve come unstuck in time. No idea what time I went to bed last night; therefore no idea how long I’ve been asleep. The dog is conkered out on the sack; shows no interested in springing to life here in the wee hours.
My bedside clock busted. Looks like…either the battery died, or the connection to the battery is shot. The laptop claims it’s 10:08 p.m. The desktop says 10:10 p.m.
So I assume it’s mid-evening on…what? Friday, December 20?
Jeez.
Stop the World! I wanna get off!