Even though I live near the big airport, I don’t feel like I live in the city at all. I live in a quiet neighborhood, except for the occasional days of air traffic that comes across the house and trees. Some days I don’t hear the planes at all – they must be using a different runway on those days. But some days it seems like every 5 minutes there’s another jet taking off and coming right over top of my house.
no comments
My neighbor to the south has had a crew of guys doing some work on her house this past week. She has a log cabin and it’s obviously all wood and timber, except for the asphalt shingles on the roof So they’ve been pulling off all kinds of boards and planks, then tossing it all up by the road. The only reason this bothers me is because I share the same little hill under the trees with her, and they are tossing her stuff on my part of the hill as well as hers. I sure hope they realize that the County does not come pick up construction waste or building products for free. So who is going to be hauling all this stuff away and when?
no comments
Took my sister, Alicia, and her kids up to the Golden Arches for lunch as a treat.The kids got Happy Meals and we each got a Big Mac on sale for 99 cents.
She hasn’t got much money for eating out since she got laid off right before Christmas. We hear the plant may open up again this fall. Sure hope so – there’s a whole lot of people needing work and got bills to pay.
no comments
Lately I have been craving something sweet after dinner. I don’t know why this is happening. I almost never ate desert when we were growing up, and after I got married the wife was always worrying about losing weight and being on a diet. So the only sweets I got was what I bought at the convenience store while running errands. Now that the wife is gone, I can eat cake if I want it. And I want it!
no comments
Never have taken compliments well. I try to just say thank you and not dwell on the subject. Other folks seem to be a bit needy in that area, though. Not mentioning any names and I bet you don’t even know who you are.
no comments
