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My cardiologist appointment went very well. He is very happy with all my test results and will see me in six months again.
Lucy asks people to please lay off setting off fireworks, she is tired of hiding in her crate and it’s not even the fourth yet.
#45’s so called solution to the family separations is worse because it now allows him to imprison people indefinitely!
The Curmudgeon’s health is spiraling ever downward. His kidney function is way down according to the blood tests he had done last week. He’s still anemic and his Keppra levels are so high due to poor kidney function that they dropped his dosage.
Life goes on.
I wish I could find an affordable handyman to get a few things done around here.
Every year, we suffer an invasion of mice at least once a year. This is what happens when you live next door to an open field. In my case a large cemetery.
Now you may want me to live catch and set them free but if I do that they’ll just keep on coming back. (I really don’t like watching a mouse scamper across the floor in front of me.)
I am not so cruel as to use glue traps–to me they suffer much more and unnecessarily when you use them.
Nope, I use the old spring and bait trap which normally will kill them instantly. They don’t suffer like they do from poisons and glue traps.
However, I’d replaced my old worn out traps with new ones this year …a new bait holder made of plastic and the new traps weren’t catching them. It began to look as if it’d take a ten pound mouse to set the effers off.
Yes, they’d set them off but would be gone before the trap closed. All we’d get is a trap *snap* and no mouse.
I finally got them to set lighter…so far it’s mice/ 4 snaps empty traps…me/4 more snaps and 4 dead mice. I have ordered more traps in the older style and one electric one.
Looks like we might actually put a dent in the invaders this time. Sure do wish we could find where they are getting in.
Armed with an electric chain saw, loppers, and a Fiskars Pruning Stik, I cut down half a large magnolia tree branch. The rest I’ll do next weekend.
I cut that half a branch into manageable pieces and fully loaded three large trash cans. They’ll go out to the curb on Monday.
Unless I hire a tree company again this cutting down the low hanging branches is going to take me all summer to do.
I’m saving the tree company call for the tulip poplar, that’s going to cost us way more.
Ah, the joys of owning a home with property and trees.
I’d rather have a beach home with only sand to worry about.
Rob Rogers, editorial cartoonist for the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, was fired Thursday because the publisher is pro-Trump and Rogers had been submitting cartoons critical of Trump. Memo to publisher: Freedom of speech and of the press includes cartooning. Memo to the good people of Pittsburgh: Cancel your subscriptions.
It has begun, the purge of people who speak out against #45.
I will stand up for Rob Rogers!
I will stand up for any cartoonist, journalist, writer, protester, man, woman, or child who speaks out against #45 and all of his cronies. They shine a light upon evil so we can see it with clarity.
Get this bastard (#45) out of office along with all who support his traitorous behavior in the highest office in this land. He insults the office. He insults our country. He insults us as a people.
His bigotry must have a light shined upon it for everyone to see it in all its ugliness.
His cowardice must have a light shined upon it for all to see its darkness and that the brave may shine as the brilliant lights they are.
His traitorous acts must have a light shined upon them so all can see him for what he truly is.
He is a bully, a con man, a liar, a bigot, a misogynist, and in his latest act he is an abuser of children.
If an author wrote what is happening today in the US as a work of fiction…
- Anyone who read it would claim the plot was too far fetched to sell the book
- No agent would shop it out
- No publisher would buy it
My order from Duluth Trading Co. arrived today. I spent more than I wanted to but I couldn’t find overall shorts anywhere else that weren’t all ‘stylish’ with the rips and tears. Sorry, I’d rather put my own wear and tear on my clothes and have them actually last for a while.
I was pleased to find the ones I bought lightweight and comfortable–perfect for summer yard work.
I do wish they had them in more colors but light brown will have to do. But wow, the pockets!!!
The Curmudgeon has two appointments this week.
Pain management tomorrow/today. I plan to drop him off at the door and drive across the road to Target to pick up a couple of items we need.
This way I can kill two birds…etc.
Next one is Thursday and late enough that I can get to the farmers market before we go.
Our once proud nation is not what it was…We rip children from their mother’s arms and place them in what looks like dog kennels.
Our allies are no more.
Our friends no longer trust us.
We stand alone…like a large pile of stinky cheese.
How did that go?
Oh yeah…Heigh ho the derry oh the cheese stands alone.