Random Facts About You ....number 59

Sun peeked out for a little bit today... :sunny:

Hubby washed car and truck...

 

brushed my teeth then drank a beer...note to self, drink the cheap beer until the paste taste is gone

 

foggy and light drizzle turned into rain here

forecast is dreary all week and turning back to below freezing so everything will be coated in ice

 

It was just beautiful as you could ask for earlier...a little wet on the ground but that was all.

Now it is raining like I don't know what...I would't want to drive in it, and it fixing to be dusk.

I'll stay at home like a good ole lady - tonight. :wheelchair:


before I turn to dirt...there just might be the time I'll have another night :rastana:

 

Rain, blah...

Watching the little monster today...

 

good day young lady....what is the outside temp there today?....if hubby was out washing cars it couldn't b too cold?

 

Day before yesterday...my albatross, I mean my mother decided rather than turn OFF the heater in her bathroom...she'd unplug it while it was still running. Well, she couldn't get it to cooperate, since it takes more hand strength than an infant's to do this...so she got a SCREWDRIVER to STICK in there and get it apart.

:yikes:

OF COURSE she is fine - but blew out 2 fuses, and caused the lights in 3 rooms to blow out. But interestingly the overhead lights still worked.

Anyway, son and I went downstairs yesterday to the basement I am FRIGHTENED of to locate and fix Mama's fuse blowing.

She HAS DONE THIS BEFORE - with another heater!!!! I told her and told her and even wrote it down last time...NOT THAT IT MATTERS WHAT I SAY OR WRITE.

The son told her, and she acted like she could understand what HE said..and she says "Oh, I won't do that again."

I think she will do that shit until I pass on to the other side...I have decided she will outlast me btw.

 

Hey... It was around 60 the day he washed the cars...

Today its 40 and cloudy...

 

Bunch of branches fell from the walnut tree.

The heater story reminds me of when my mom asked me to put in a new oven.
I needed a screwdriver to undo something and I twisted myself around just as I was swinging my hand towards a live wire. She yells at me to stop. And I stop...look up and say, what? Then I look down and see i just missed hitting the screwdriver to a live wire. I am pretty sure if she wasn't there i would have hit it.

 

and the stove outlet packs a biggr punch


I couldn't open the service door of my coop...it is basically the east wall that I have on hinges so it flips up to clean and gather eggs etc....hens use a small door on the opposite side....the door was ice welded shut this morning

I will head out later with the persuader and give it a smackle

 

i wish trump would get rid of us canadians needing passports to go shop over the border

 

It is beautiful here. I'm fixing to go find Mama so she can sit outside (and I can WATCH WHAT SHE IS DOING) while I rake leaves.

lol I haven't cranked the lawn mower in so long, I'll have to get son to help me do that. Punching that little button (forget its name) about 100 times to get the gas going to where ever its supposed to go doesn't do any good...you still have to have superior arm strength (superior to mine anyway) to keep pulling that cord. After it gets started though, its not hard to start afterward.

Although I'll rake a lot of leaves, there are quite a few places that will get mowed - leaves and all.

It feels good to take over being the boss....sort of.

 

you should get him to remove the recoil next time he's around and use a cordless drill to start it



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zczNl3tpgqI

 

Once when I was a teen, say 40 or so yrs ago, my brother became "stuck" to a lamp in the basement, screaming with current going through he'd touched it wrong, to turn it on...it isn't grounded I've been told.

If you touch the screws of the on/off switch when hitting the on/off, you get this shock. I always make sure and just touch the switch. lol

It gonna be SO MUCH FUN when this house has to be re-wired...THOUGHT NO ONE EVER.

 

When you said "stuck" it reminded me when I was 5 or 6. (Maybe both) we lived upstairs in an apartment building with a porch. I got my head stuck between the railings. My sister was watching me. I had to wa it for my mom to get home from the store. (Luckily it was just down the street) she must have been a proud parent when she rolled up to the parking lot and saw her son on the porch crying.

 

I became stuck to the flagpole in front of my grade school...a good 5 minutes or so.....and my tongue was messed up for awhile....those were the days

 

This is the first time I've used this laptop in...well...ages. I just keep forgetting to 'go online' because ol' Puggybear [ces't moi] is busy doing STUFF.

 

somehow, the other day when posting, I NEVER even saw this...it looks interesting.

We'll have to see...if son can do something in 2 or 3 minutes with nothing but some strong-arming, that boy/man is going to do the 2-3 minute thing...but that video was/is very interesting.

Thanks

 

As I read that, all I could think of was her coming home and finding you NOW with your head stuck between the rails...that did get a and lulz.


Since we've already discussed my thoughts of your mother's excellent child-raising skills, as she saw 5,6 and probably 7 yr old Pen's head stuck in the rails, I imagine all the thought of was where is the oil and which way should I get that boy to turn his head.

 

Not 7 years old. We moved to a 2 family house then.