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Beau Wann, Jr.
Hey Wayne, glad to see you are well. Sad news about Forest though. I didnt know him, so I'll ask sleeping beauty, class of 72, when she wakes up, if she knew Forest. Hey TJ, come to the front, TJ, come to the front...
I wasnt there, but I remember you speaking of your accident, your clash with aliens from another planet, DILTIPQBB, pronounced DILTIPQBB. 4 beers and a thumbs up for your recovery.
As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted by a Bluebonnet power outage, lots going on up here. Really cant complain about BB electric company, they are actually a good company. Through all the violent storms we've had up here, and they have been numerous, cept this year, we've never lost power. However, on a clear day, the power will flicker and go out for seemingly no reason. Well, obviously there has to be a reason, just unbeknownst to us mere mortals.
Coopers memorial ice haus is taking shape. On the verge, bicuspid, of finishing the bar. Got the pool table and shuffle board in place, now all I lack is finishing up. An aside here, why am I having trouble spelling? Normally when I misspell a word, it's planned, but this morning, my brain seems to be rebelling. Still on my first cup O Joe, maybe that's it, yeah, that's the ticket, need anothe cup o joe.
I am overwhelmed with projects, which almost paralyzes me, dont know which one to work on. Of course a drink too many pretty much accomplishes the same thing, total paralysis, but at least I have a smile on and hopefully all my clothes as well.
Speaking of clothes on, Sunday we had a wind shift from the W-NW, and was it pleasant. Me and the pups fell asleep on the deck around 10 or 11 that night with visions of fireflies dancing through our heads. Yup, the little sweeties are still about giving us a show nights. Anyhoo, I woke up about 3 AM, I was sprawled out in my rocker, bent and hurtin all to hell and gone. Faithful pups, Jack and Dixie-Belle on either side.
Trying to get up, I dislocated just about every corpsuckle in my taut muscled hard body that could be dislocated. Oh man, I imagine it looked like I was doing the Fruge, Watusi, Stroll, Twist, and someother unnamed dances, all in slow motion though. Almost took me till daylight to get to the house, 75 foot away. Popped in a K-cup of Independence "Jackhammer" coffee to set me straight. If "Jackhammer" doesnt set you straight, then you midaswhale call Pat H.
Yesiree bob, that stuff will put a hitch in your gitalong. Late one night, as my recollector recollects, I couldnt sleep, there's a real shocker, so I brewed some "Jackhammer", (yeah, I know, just the think to help you go to sleep, a zillion mega hoochie coochies of caffeine) anyway, I added some John Barley Corn to it just to make it interesting. I figured if I mixed the two, might just come up with something good....yup, it was good alright. I was bobin and weavin and jumping around like a jumpin bean, that had blurred vision and weightlessness.
By the time I lit back to oith, I had rearranged all the kitchen cabinets and both pantries, washed dishes, vacuumed, and moved my truck, (why I did that I dont know, Just seemed like something that needed to be done) . I found my truck later on that day, hadnt taken it far, just parked er in right field, but still trying to locate some can goods in the pantry and plates and stuff in the cabinets.
Shucky darn, that's what makes life so intersting, coming across something you lost in the "it's around here somewhere bin". Of course the "little woman" wasnt so enamered with my rearranging. So, let that be a lesson to youse youtes, if you want to get stuff done, call in the professionals, whoever they might mbe.
Lots o critter happenings up here in the "critter infirm farm". Annie-Bob now has hyper thyroid, and has to take a little pink pill once a day, she is 10yo. Lacy, 21yo has failing kidneys, so we have to set up an IV for her and give her fluids. It's not hard to do, just pinch up some skin, stick the needle in just under the skin and count off a few CCs everyother day.
We've done it before with Libbey who also had Diabetes in which we gave her an insulin shot every 12 hours for 7 years and then the last 6 months of her life we gave her fluid everyday. She was 18 when she finally laid down to rest. When it was time for her shot, she would suddenly appear and be sitting waiting for it. Same with the IV. She figured it out that the shot and IV made her feel good, and who among us doesnt want to feel good, critters included.
Poor Jack, almost totally blind now, one eye gone, the other with cataracts. Of course they will do surgery on his eye for 2500 dollars, and it isnt even a 50/50 chance of improvement. Think we will save that money for a more life threatening problem, or at least to make him more comfortable. He can hardly get up and move about with his "tumor", or mass on his left hind leg. It is ten times the size of normal. Doc says surgery not an option, nor is taking off the leg. glad for that! Not wanting to rush Jacks demise, We generally know when it's time for the rainbow bridge, so does Doc Phillips. She is the best of the best in vets.
Ok, time to deplaine in spain tho manily on the plane....
Keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride
Your frien and resident reality show, Cephus R Me, esq
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