June 24, 2010

  • Do I Really Care? I Don't Think So!


    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    Today the Beast started out his day by opening up his gun safe, removing one of his guns and heading for the shooting range to adjust the  scope on it.  He intends for that particular gun to be his *second best* for hunting.  (Insert eye roll here).  His .308 will be the primary.  I know this is boring but bear with me for a minute here.

    When he got home from the range, I was treated to a tirade about how he discovered a problem with the scope that was apparent once he removed it from the rifle and could finally hit the target where he wanted.  I sat there, nodded at what I thought were the appropriate places and was glad when he finally left my room.  All I could think of as he left (and I opened my mouth and said it out loud ) was *You had better bring home more than a rabbit after all this money you spent!*  He got a sheepish grin on his face and just shrugged.  In truth, I have never liked rabbit and only like deer made into salami or sausage.

    So do I really care?  I only care because I am so sick and tired of his spending a small fortune on his latest whim and then ... nothing happens.  He's a wonderful photographer.  Has a natural talent for it.  But he's got over $50K invested in just cameras and he's done nothing with it.  He hasn't even taken advantage of it and done up pictures for family and friends except in rare instances.  I can't even tell you how much he has spent on the special paper for printing out hundreds of pictures that made it mostly onto our walls.  If you figure out the cost of the ink and the several special printers he's bought over the years, you would probably choke.  I know it does that to me when I think about it.

    Now it's this latest thing with the guns and/or hunting.  I won't even go into what it's cost for just two special pair of boots.  And he's not done yet. 

    So when he says he's going to do this or that, do you think I care?  Really?  I stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago.

    I have the baby tonight (Tuesday night) because of the Princess working for AT&T and tomorrow is the special intro day for Apple's new I-phone.  She has to be at work at 6:30am.  I figured keeping the baby overnight was the lesser of two evils rather than having her bring Chewlee over at oh-god-thirty in the morning.  It wouldn't be a pretty sight. 

    The Princess is not happy about it all because they don't have any of the I-phones in stock at all and, even worse, they can't even order any.  So they know the whole day will be customers that ordered their phones three months ago will be very irate and out to chew them new butt-holes.  It won't be fun.  They will have to do this all over again on Tuesday, which will be the second *intro* day AND when they will have the phones in stock as promised.  It's not something under their control but a failure on the part of Apple to anticipate the demand.  So I will have Chewlee again on Monday night because they will have to be at work (again) at 6:30am.

    Time to get the kidster into bed.  Love you all and I hope you have a great day.  Take care and be sure to laugh today.  It's good for your mood and your health.