September 17, 2011

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    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    Today the Beast spent half the day complaining about the cost of what he was going to do to the cottage/cabin/shed...whatever the hell you want to call it.  In his whole life, the Beast has never done any kind of project, big or small, that wasn't more expensive or more complicated than he figured it would be.  I DID mention that fact to him when he started talking about having to put in two electrical circuits instead of one because of this and that.

    Later he went to Lowe's to look at *some things* and came back a little happier because he figured out how to do with only one circuit.  Oh well, we all take our joys from different things.  I did get a little bit of satisfaction from one thing.  Where he originally said he was going to have the unit set down (and I told him it was pitched and uneven there), he decided to move it to an area that actually IS more level.  He just looked at me and said, *It's just too uneven if I put it over there.*  No apology, of course.  But he went out there with a level and walked the area before he decided I was right.  He didn't do it until he was loosening the fence post that needs it in order for the truck to drop off the cottage.

    Has anyone reading this been watching the weekly program *The Haven*?  It got my interest right from the get-go when I watched the first episode.  It has the most interesting sets of supernatural happenings that the people that live there call *the troubles*.  The troubles happen every so many years and each time, they are different, depending on the families involved.  It's been so interesting, I hate to see the time between the end of this season and the beginning of the next.  Now is when I wish I had a DVR.  Oh well.  What it reminds me of is the saying by Stephen King.  Stephen King said:  Monsters are real; ghosts are real, too.  They live inside of us.  Sometimes they win.  **Shiver**

    It got cooler with a vengeance today.  Our high was only about 64, I believe it was and it will drop down into the 50's tonight.  Although we suffered a miserably hot summer, I am not ready for an early winter.  I get this feeling we will see a very, very short fall season and then....BOOM!  Winter.  No thank you.  How do you feel about that?  Or are you ready for winter to be here?

    Well, nothing more is doing here right now.  Chewlee will be here about 9:30am tomorrow.  That will cut my sleep time down.  I've been going to bed early for me (around 12:30am or so) and sleeping until 10 or 11am.  It takes me a bit to get my feet settled but, once asleep, oh man!  It feels so good!  Sleeping in my own bed for a change.  I've spent too much time grabbing a few hours here and there in my recliner.  It's not really comfortable and it sure isn't satisfying my need for rest.

    My big toe in some ways is better although it SEEMS a bit worse.  My keeping it moist with the triple antibiotic is making it weep but...it seems to be healing.    You figure THAT out.  The Beast remembered to get me more of the gauze pads I wanted and even found some bandages that look perfect to cover that toe when I go to the orthopedic doctor next week.  Keep your fingers crossed for me that he can help me out somehow.

    Love you all.  Have a great weekend.  Tara's sister-in-law and her son leave for home tomorrow which means Tara will be making the trip to Atlanta and back.  Luckily, it's not a bad trip and quite scenic in some areas.  It's only getting to the airport that it becomes a bit nerve rattling.  That's kind of the heart of the city area and several different roads converge.  But if you pay attention, it's not all that bad.  I'll be checking on her, trust me.  It will be fine once she's back on Alabama roads.