Wednesday, 28 June 2017

The deed's been done

This morning started like many others with my being awake and reading while my wife was in the washroom. The phone chirped and I grabbed it. It was my Doctors office calling about today's appointment. My first thought was that it wasn't going to happen but it turned out I was wrong, the time had been moved from one PM to eleven AM. I thanked the lady and told my wife, then it was time to make myself a little more human. 

We left for the hospital at ten thirty for the ten minute ride When we reached the highway it was stopped so plan B came into play. After a few minutes on a secondary it to became stopped so it was on to plan C. One thing that was constant, every red light we came to was red and every car or truck that was out there was doing less than the speed limit. We did make the hospital but we were late by a few minutes. The short ten minute drive took thirty five. 

Of course when I went in I went to the out patient area where I thought I was supposed to be. It turned out that after standing in line I was directed to the right location but I had made it so all was good. 

I quickly went through the in routine and presented my health card to the receptionist and was told it was not being recognised and I needed a new one. The interim measure was that they would let me take the procedure and i would go get a new health card then call them with the information. 

I finished getting pocked and prodded then it was off to the OR. Next thing I knew I was in recovery. The nurse welcomed me back to the land of the living and showed me the fragments they had taken out of my system. 

While I do have to make one more visit this should be it for the kidney stone shards. As for the rest of the day I'm going to take it easy and let the meds wear off. So until the morrow, bye-bye.  

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

The flyboys are in town

Today was a quiet day after a restless night. I managed to get some work done in the basement but I wasn't pushing it. It seemed that every time I bent over to pick something up or move something my little kidney stone friends would poke me with their very sharp pointed sticks. Well my little friend's days are numbered. This time tomorrow I should be without the kidney stones. 

Snowbirds on the flight line
CF-18 Hornet solo aircraft
This evening after a supper of pulled pork sandwiches I convinced my wife that we should go out for a coffee. We drove down to the puddle jumper airport where there's this nice little restaurant and grabbed a couple of cups of java. While we were there I took a few pics of our national aerobatic team the Snowbirds and the solo demonstration CF-18. These guys will be preforming over the waterfront of the semi big city tomorrow while I recover from my laser experience. While I'm a little bummed out about not being able to see the show, I would rather the pain of staying home verses the pain of seeing these guys in action and still having the kidney stones. 

Snowbird lead
While we were sitting having our coffee I noticed a truck parked near the flight line. It was an MP pickup truck. As I was watching a Meathead got out, looked around and went for a quick stroll. Made me laugh, call the guy what ever you want from cop to Military Police or whatever he was doing the job of a eleven dollar an hour rent-a-cop. His bosses couldn't even see to give him a comfortable vehicle, just an old pickup. I wonder what he did to piss them off.

Well that's about all from me for now. Depending on how I feel tomorrow I may or may not post anything. Bye for now.

Monday, 26 June 2017

Weather or not here it comes...

Here it is the middle of the afternoon. I was doing a few chores and getting the stuff to the trailer. I had figured that around three I would shove off and do the dump run. Then there was the sound of thunder from the west so I hoofed it to the end of the driveway and saw this...
Something wicked this way comes

The picture of this boiling mass led me to return to my warm and safe home where I turned on the personal confuser to see how bad it will get.

Looks like the weathertainers think there may be an issue with the clouds bearing a bit of active precipitation. So next I took a look at the map...

Seems that there may be a few issues this afternoon. As for the dump run, needless to say that's a tomorrow gig now. My wife had a couple of larger plants so I took the time an secured them but who knows.

The driving rain has started but not to worry, I'm snug as a bug in a rug. It's a good thing that I didn't leave a little earlier, I would have been out it this yuk.

Well I have to go. Until the morrow see ya...

Wasn't that a party - part two

Saturday night and there we were sitting having some coffee relaxing and looking around at the refuse left over from the party. We were contemplating starting to do the after action clean up when the phone rang. It was an old friend, C, who had been at the party and had we seen or found a cell phone. 

C was utterly convinced that the phone must be here because the last place she remembered having it was at the party. So outside we went with big flashlights looking... no luck. 

Sunday came and after coffee there we were outside in daylight looking for the phone and picking up stuff at the same time, no luck. I even went under the deck with a rake thinking if the phone was on the rail and was knocked off... but once again no luck. Out to look where they got into their car also with the rake. The thought being if it fell on the grass she would not have heard it fall. Still no joy on our finding the phone. 

We looked again just before lunch but the search time was limited. The weathertainers had issued a severe thunderstorm warning for are area and the sky had started to turn ugly. 

Weathertainers were right for a change. The downpour
started within ten minutes of the prediction.

I took a look at my weather app on the phone and the prediction was for the storm to start around twelve thirty. A short time later the skies opened up with torrential rain and hail. Curious, I looked at my watch. The time was twelve thirty eight. While not a perfect call the weathertainers were in the ten ring as it were, so score one for the weathertainers. 

After the rain we had another look but had given up any hope of finding the cell phone. That evening C called and my wife told her about the lack of progress. So our friend decided that she would come out and take a look today, this morning in fact. 

I was up early today and managed to get all the recyclables and the remains of Mr. Arnold Ziffel all wrapped up to the curb. Then after getting coffee on and the other must do morning chores out of the way I resumed picking up. The phone rang and it was our friend C. I asked her for some good news and sure enough the phone had been found so we were off the hook. 

It turns out that when she arrived home upon getting out of her truck she had placed the phone on the roof of the vehicle. grabbed her stuff and went inside then couldn't find the phone. The next day after going out when she returned home with her very tall husband they got out of the car and he noticed the phone and gave it to her. 

I'm glad that everything turned out OK, in her business the cellphone is a indispensable tool. As for me I'm happy, happy for her that she found the phone and happy for me in a selfish way. This whole time during all the searching in the back of my mine I kept wondering if I had missed something or if I had looked everywhere. All's well that ends well as they say.

Speaking of ends well, until the morrow goodbye my friends. 

Sunday, 25 June 2017

Wasn't that a party

All the running around over the past few days came to fruition yesterday. We had a few friends over to celebrate my wife's thirtieth anniversary of her thirtieth birthday. That's why the Costco run on Thursday and all the cleanup around the house and all the frustrations with the power washer. Meh, in the end it all turned out fine. 

Did I mention that it was a pig roast? I went out around ten thirty and picked up Mr. Arnold Ziffel AKA the pig and all the other accouterments that goes with him. Once back home I managed to get the BBQ going and at eleven my lovely wife gave me a hand to get Mr. Arnold Ziffel was on. 
Mr. Arnold Ziffel
The first guests showed up a little before two and we put them to work helping to set up. It's OK they were cousins and had previously said they would be early to help. The party began in earnest as the guests trickled in. All the while I had a sinking feeling that a lot would be no shows. In the end I was wrong, while there were a few we had others who I didn't expect to see. One person who I missed seeing was my wife's uncle who was also her Godfather. He had an excuse, the silly guy had a tumble the other day and busted a foot.

Around three thirty I checked Mr. Arnold Ziffel and he was ready. My bro-in-law and I got him off the grill to let him sit for an hour.
Mr. Arnold Ziffel... Done!
The sit time was to give Mr. Arnold Ziffe a chance to cool. At four thirty my bro-in-law and I set to work and by five we had the pig picked clean and dinner was served.

The party went on until around sunset with all of us gabbing and catching up. I did have a few games out with the hit being our giant jenga game. It was funny I would be talking to some friends on the other side of the house and suddenly there would be this loud crash. The first time this happened the person I was talking to look around in surprise and said "what the hell was that?" I'd laugh and say jenga and off they would go to watch.

In all it was a good day with good old friends, some good fun and good food. I did over do it a bit and things got a little painful near the end but it was all worth it. 

That's about all from me, please resume having fun while I start doing the cleanup. Bye-bye.


Friday, 23 June 2017

The good, the bad, but mostly the good.

Yesterday was one of those days with good things happening and not so good things happening. In the morning I made a run down to the semi big city for a visit to Costco to pick up a few sundries. The weathertainers had predicted rain through the day and when I was up in the morning the skies were perfectly clear. So I figured the prognostications were as right as they normally are and went inside the store. I came out around forty five minutes later to a torrential downpour and of course the truck is a million miles (maybe 500 yards) away. I got soaked getting to my truck and packing the stuff and when I got home the skies were just overcast and a light overcast at that. 

That afternoon we had visitors in the form of my Bro-in-law, Sis-in-law and our three year old niece. The adults were off to an adults only thing and they had trusted us enough to babysit their little Miss Adorable. It's hard to entertain the notion that a three year old can be as outspoken and as grammatically correct as this little bundle. We had a lot of fun and a few times I laughed so hard I though I'd have an accident. My Bro and Sis-in-laws got a taste of what I went through in the morning, just before they pulled up to our place the skies opened up and around ten minutes after they left with miss Adorable the rain stopped.

Well that's about all the goings on in the realm of my little life. I'm just marking time until Wednesday when the glass shards kidney stone chunks will be zapped. Not, no blog until Monday. Have as good a weekend as you can. 

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

Once more unto the breach

I was up at a respectable hour today and after some nourishment and a cup of java I was hard at work on the deck. I managed to finish two sides including the railings in about an hour and a bit the I came in for a break. 

Back deck, done.

After some water I went outside and prepared to do battle again yet again. I got the power washer humming, hit the nozzle trigger and... nothing. I was a good boy and didn't start cursing the Chinese hunk of crap I simply figured that there was an obstruction in the nozzle. Under the deck I went and I turned off the water. Then, with my wife's help I took off the nozzle and went to the other hose which was still on and commenced to back flushing. My assistant, AKA my wife, somehow managed not to get wet at all and I only had a bit of water on me. 

A little friend, Mr. Frog, hiding
under the deck.
As it turns out the issue wasn't a blockage, it was a faulty nozzle. The options are to go get a replacement or simply mop the deck. Since I don't want to be at this all day I'm going to resort to plan B, mopping. 

Lucky for me the front deck is shielded from the sun and doesn't need too much work. As for the kitchen side... it is what it is. 

Last one to do
After I put this puppy to bed as it were I will be heading out to move all the obstacles out of the way and mop the front and kitchen side decks. It shouldn't take too long but there's a lot of items to move.  

That about raps it up for me. So until tomorrow bye-bye.