July 11, 2010

  • The Neon Cap And Why It Makes Him Happy


    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I am still experimenting with sizes on here so forgive me on that.  I just want to make it easier for people to read so bear with me until I find the right type and size.

    Okay....the neon cap.  The Beast made a kind of *promise/bet*(?) to/with the man that owns the gun range that he wouldn't wear it at all until he got his favorite gun sighted in for 100 yards.  To further that whole picture, he also said if he couldn't get all his guns sighted in correctly, he would only wear it at the gun range.  If he DID manage to get them all sighted in correctly AND for 100 yards, then he could wear it at any time, any place.

    Today, after taking the last two guns that needed it, he wore the damn thing home!    Yes, you got it!  He now has all his guns properly and correctly sighted in for 100 yards.  PLUS, he has managed to hit within the bullseye of their targets every time.  He even had an audience while he was doing it today.  He admitted it made him nervous because they all had target sights they were looking through at HIS target. 

    I guess it's a man thing.  At least, it seems to be to me.  Maybe there are a few women around who like to hunt that will understand it better than I do but I am guessing there aren't many.  I congratulated him when he wore it into the house because I knew what that meant.

    Now, he says, he can take out the older of my niece, Tara's, son to the range to start teaching him to shoot the gun.  He told the Beast (and his mother backed him up on it) that he really has always wanted to learn to hunt.  Not that the Beast KNOWS how to hunt but, at least, he can offer the opportunity.  The laws here in Alabama are a bit looser than they were in the previous state they lived.  It would please the Beast to have a male relative to take along with him.  I will be curious to see how he does.  I told him he should call Tara to let her know that he's ready for when the boys get back from visiting their dad.

    I'm still not sure yet but I think the Beast might be preparing for going up to his brother's house.  He has to install his brother's water softener/purifier now that he's done ours and has seen how great it is.  I will admit that this has been one of the Beast's smarter ideas.  I've very pleased with what it's done for my glassware, silverware and, especially, for my skin.    I didn't expect that although I knew it would cut down on the amount of soap and shampoo we would need.  It's a real treat.

    Chewlee was fun today.  She was as busy as a bee and flitted around the house just having fun.  I think she liked to have drove the Beast nuts at one point, though, because he yelled at her.  She just looked at him, put her finger over her lips and said, *Shhh, Papa.  Don't yell.*  She then continued doing what she had been doing except she stopped getting in his way.

    When I finally made her sit down in my room, on my recliner with a pillow, she draped herself (on her stomach) over the arms of it and promptly fell asleep watching TV.  I knew she HAD to be tired.  She slept for over an hour and a half then woke up and told me she was hungry and she wanted noodles.  That meant she wanted chicken soup.

    She ate a whole can of it then wanted her popsicle I give her after she eats.  She was about halfway done with it when her mother got here (earlier than I had expected) to pick her up.  The Princess helped herself to a popsicle, too, as they headed out the door.  Chewlee told me she was going to see all her friends.

    She had been telling me earlier about her friends at her new house.  I gather she is really enjoying it there because there are a lot of kids of different ages that live there.  Plus, it seems, they like to hang out at Chewlee's.    It makes the Princess feel like she's some kind of soccer mom or den mother but I think she enjoys it, too.

    We were supposed to get rain today.  Didn't happen.  I have no idea where it went from 70% chance to 50% chance and then nothing showed up at all.  It was very upsetting except to the Beast who managed to get out and get the backyard mowed and trimmed when it got cooler.  He says he's going to do the front and the other lot tomorrow.   

    The only reason I can see him worrying about it is if he really is planning on heading for his brother's next week.  I figure he will tell me about it BEFORE he leaves...or at least, I hope so.  Actually, he may leave on Wednesday since that is the day we get *paid* our Social Security.  Our cash is low since we had auto insurance on the car due the beginning of the month.  Last month it was the truck, this month the car...sigh.  There's never an end to some sort of bill that eats up any extra, is there?

    We got our invitation to the Beast's Aunt's 90th birthday party over the labor day weekend.  It's actually a week before the true birthday but her daughter felt it would be more convenient for everyone.  I forgot to mention to the Princess that she and Chewlee are invited, too (and their names are on the invite).  That way we (she, Chewlee and I) can drive up there on Sunday for the shindig and come home on Monday.  The Beast is going to take his ATV up on Friday so he and one of his nephews can have some fun by hitting some of the hills up there in those der mountains.

    Love you all.  Gonna get this up for you all since it's almost post time!  Have a great Sunday and try to get a few laughs in.