Early Mums
I've been meaning to comment on how early the mums seem to be this year. Some mums at the cemetery have been blooming for over two weeks now. Others I notice just starting, and still others not yet ready. I always think of mums being fall or late summer plants. What gives?
My corn has flowers. But it's really short. Like a couple feet tall. One row is maybe 4 feet tall. I wonder if it's done growing or if it will keep up.
Today we lost one of our paper route customers. Well, she still is a customer, but she's not going to be reading the paper anymore. I wonder if her son who I think lived with her will keep it up?
Biv and I took some time this morning to repair a rock wall that has for years been in need of repair. It still needs a lot of work, but we at least got the hole filled in. Really it needs to have a whole new cap put on it. Well, really it needs to be torn down and re-made, as the cement is for shimmel. But that is more than I will ever have time for, so repair it is.
In the process of cleaning off the rocks to repair the wall, I hit an ant nest. Biv gets totally freaked out about ants, having had a bad experience with fire ants in Florida. I could care less about them, but then she said they were all over her feet, and going up her leg, and I was like "what the heck, they don't travel that far that fast". As it turned out, she was standing on a different nest of ants. lol. Even I got a bit freaked out at the rapid pace they were coming after us. I had to dispatch the lot of them just so we could get the work done. If she hadn't started mixing the mortar I would have called it a day and let them move out on their own, but it was too late. I suppose there are plenty of ants left under the ground. "Save the children" seems to be the motto of all ants when you disturb their nests.
I was informed my friend Bear has lost his job. Yet another casualty of the recession. I guess we can vote him off the island now that he wont' be paying for Bugaboo dinner. (just kidding).
Himself goes on an overnight with the CIT's tomorrow. I hope he survives. He has to do his 'initiation' where they dress him as something funny. I hope he keeps his sense of humor, but I don't know. He takes things too personally sometimes.
I can't find the title to my father's truck, which I need to get to re-register it in my name. Although I did find out it's still insured. That's at least one good thing. God, nothing has been easy when it comes to finding stuff. And my father was pretty methodical about keeping things safe. But damn if it hasn't been one thing after another that's been 'missing' only to be found after some great search. Too much shit. We have to go through everything over and over before we find it. Next step is a step by step shredding of everything not needed. Cripes, I thought I had found life insurance today, and it turned out to be one of those accidental death policies from AAA. If he had died in an accident, we'd be golden.
I'm re posting a question from my friend Wolfgaar, since I figured that it might not be seen on the past entry. Anyone up for a reply is welcome.
Subject: Question...
Has anyone reading this ever pre-mourned their parent's death?
Please don't think me totally F'ed, but there have been several times in my life where I have literally cried, hard, just anticipating my parents' deaths. They're both very much alive and healthy. But the more time goes by, the sadder I feel myself being capable of feeling. Sometimes... well... sometimes when I'm in private and thinking about it the thought of losing them seems to overwhelm me so much that I wonder if I'll have as many tears left for that day when it does really happen.
My corn has flowers. But it's really short. Like a couple feet tall. One row is maybe 4 feet tall. I wonder if it's done growing or if it will keep up.
Today we lost one of our paper route customers. Well, she still is a customer, but she's not going to be reading the paper anymore. I wonder if her son who I think lived with her will keep it up?
Biv and I took some time this morning to repair a rock wall that has for years been in need of repair. It still needs a lot of work, but we at least got the hole filled in. Really it needs to have a whole new cap put on it. Well, really it needs to be torn down and re-made, as the cement is for shimmel. But that is more than I will ever have time for, so repair it is.
In the process of cleaning off the rocks to repair the wall, I hit an ant nest. Biv gets totally freaked out about ants, having had a bad experience with fire ants in Florida. I could care less about them, but then she said they were all over her feet, and going up her leg, and I was like "what the heck, they don't travel that far that fast". As it turned out, she was standing on a different nest of ants. lol. Even I got a bit freaked out at the rapid pace they were coming after us. I had to dispatch the lot of them just so we could get the work done. If she hadn't started mixing the mortar I would have called it a day and let them move out on their own, but it was too late. I suppose there are plenty of ants left under the ground. "Save the children" seems to be the motto of all ants when you disturb their nests.
I was informed my friend Bear has lost his job. Yet another casualty of the recession. I guess we can vote him off the island now that he wont' be paying for Bugaboo dinner. (just kidding).
Himself goes on an overnight with the CIT's tomorrow. I hope he survives. He has to do his 'initiation' where they dress him as something funny. I hope he keeps his sense of humor, but I don't know. He takes things too personally sometimes.
I can't find the title to my father's truck, which I need to get to re-register it in my name. Although I did find out it's still insured. That's at least one good thing. God, nothing has been easy when it comes to finding stuff. And my father was pretty methodical about keeping things safe. But damn if it hasn't been one thing after another that's been 'missing' only to be found after some great search. Too much shit. We have to go through everything over and over before we find it. Next step is a step by step shredding of everything not needed. Cripes, I thought I had found life insurance today, and it turned out to be one of those accidental death policies from AAA. If he had died in an accident, we'd be golden.
I'm re posting a question from my friend Wolfgaar, since I figured that it might not be seen on the past entry. Anyone up for a reply is welcome.
Subject: Question...
Has anyone reading this ever pre-mourned their parent's death?
Please don't think me totally F'ed, but there have been several times in my life where I have literally cried, hard, just anticipating my parents' deaths. They're both very much alive and healthy. But the more time goes by, the sadder I feel myself being capable of feeling. Sometimes... well... sometimes when I'm in private and thinking about it the thought of losing them seems to overwhelm me so much that I wonder if I'll have as many tears left for that day when it does really happen.