December 30, 2011

• The Beast Is Recovering Nicely....Dammit!

   

  TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

  I knew the Beast was feeling better when he pulled a couple of the black powder guns out of the gun safe and made plans with Buttmunch to go to the gun range.  Off they went because the weather was really quite nice.  Then Sheepie left to have lunch with the future mother-in-law and sister-in-law.  That left me with Chewlee who was here for the couple hours her mother, the Princess, had to work before they could leave for Tennessee.

  She was so cute with her little grey strap top that was just like the one Sheepie had on.  That's what she had on under her sweater since girls don't wear t-shirts.  At least that is the view of the Princess and, I will admit it, I don't like t-shirts on girls for just warmth.  We had taken off her sweater since it was so warm in the house.  She then peeled off her boots and socks and she was all set.

  We had mac and cheese for lunch and then I peeled an orange for her and we shared some strawberries for dessert.  She really liked our sharing although she had wanted to control the fork at first.  But I knew better because, when it comes to strawberries, she is a little oinker.

  We watched her cartoons on NickJr.  I really love that channel.  There are no commercials so you don't get that *Oh!  I want that!*   That's the bad part about watching Sponge Bob.  It's on Nick, too, but that one has commercials for everything from cereal to toys of all kinds.  And, of course, Chewlee is a kid.  She wants it ALL! 

  I gave her a cute little shopping bag so we could put everything she brought with her (along with two Sesame Street activity books I gave her).  She loved it.  Her blankie, her tile game, the books, the pen for doing the activities, and I didn't check what else she put in but she was happy.  When her mother came to pick her up after work, she had already changed into her traveling clothes.  She looked adorable.  Chewlee looked at her and said, *Mommy, you look BEAUTIFUL!*  After she got her sweater, socks and boots on, she grabbed the shopping bag and asked, *Are we going to Tennessee now, Mommy?*  Her mother told her *yes* and Chewlee said, *Oh, good!  There's a little one I can play with.*  I think the Princess's friend has a little boy about the same age as Chance.  Chewlee is good with little ones and she should be happy as long as he doesn't take her blankie. 

  When Buttmunch and the Beast got back from the range, all I could smell was black powder.  That means they are going back tomorrow to shoot the regular guns.  Buttmunch wants to try out the AK-15 the Beast has.  It's a Russian gun and the Beast had such a hard time finding ammunition that was decent for it that I am amazed he agreed to let her shoot it.  They were laughing about the gun Buttmunch used today.  The scope on it was wayyyyyyy off and she said they couldn't have hit a buffalo right in front of them with it.  The deer had nothing to fear.  At one point, she actually hit the Beast's target that was next to her with that gun.  No one was more startled than they were when the Beast realized the scope had gone wacko while in the gun safe.

  I guess they do that....or at least they do that for the Beast.    I'm hoping the weather tomorrow is as good as it was today.  It's been a warmer than usual winter for us so far.  That pleases the Beast because it means our electric bill is smaller than it was last year.  Of course, I think the new water heater is responsible for some of that but there's no way to tell really.

  I'm feeling better today too.  I made the mac and cheese although Sheepie helped at the end by mixing the cheese into the shells.  My feet had taken all the standing I could by then.  I have to change my bandages after I clean the *wounds* in a little bit.  After that, I have to sit for a while until my feet settle down.

  I am shocked that both the Beast and Buttmunch have gone to bed already.  I guess the fresh air got to them.    Sheepie and BF are watching TV in the living room and all's well in my world.  Just two more days and both the girls go home.  I will miss them.  I told Buttmunch that, if the world ends next year before Christmas, at least we had this Christmas together.  That made her sad but I made a joke out of it, gave her a hug and told her I loved her.  She gave me a hug and told me she loved me, too.  I know my kids love me but it's nice to hear once in a while.

  Love you all.  Thanks for stopping by.  I hope you have a nice plan for celebrating New Year's.  We will be here, watching our TV with a few drinks and then bed.  No driving while drinking.  No fireworks.  No shooting of guns illegally.  That's VERY dangerous because the bullets can kill when coming DOWN.  I can live with just watching the apple come down in NY.  I can call those I love and wish them a happy new year or talk to them online.  Just be safe, okay? 
  

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