I promised you guys a picture of the snow on the truck and yes indeed it was as high as the asshole on a big tall indian! This resulted in the trip to the dealership to fix the bent windshield wiper. So don’t be an airhead like me and be sure to clean off that windshield before trying to use the wipers!!

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I’m thinking of opening a language school in the wilds of Genessee County.  It will have to be self-supporting because our school systems are broke as well as a little broken.  This school will teach Michiganders how to speak South Carolinian and Mexican. Why you ask?  Well the newspaper today announced that Electrolux is closing its Michigan plant.  It will transfer some of the work to South Carolina and build a new plant in Mexico.  It is obvious to me that we don’t speak the right language or Electrolux wouldn’t leave 2,500 people in Greenville without a way to make a living. 

This is wonderful news for Mexico.  A new plant coming for people who can read and the others who can’t can come here and work.

Hooray for the American way!!

Cindyism made breakfast and not just cooking Jell-o, but breakfast, and ate it too!

I on the other hand took the truck to the dealership because the passenger side windshield wiper was bent and not seating correctly.  $84.01 later it’s as good as new!!

But the highlight of my day was changing the toilet seat.  Laying on the floor with your head resting on the lowest shelf of a corner unit, channel locks in one hand—some kind of pliers in the other, and swearing like a drunken sailor because a nut was chewed up and difficult to get a hold of.  But I got it.  And put the new seat on.  Let me tell you, friend of mine, It ain’t nears as easy getting up and down as it was 10 or 15 years ago.  But I got it, I did it, and that is my gold star accomplishment for the day..

After two days of swirling snowfall, I was getting ready to get out the tractor and clean the driveway and parking area.  It was half a foot deep in the deck and the hood of the truck.  Jay suggested I call Sweet Thing’s hubby to come up and scrape it out.  Sure enough I called and they came.  It is great to have kids that will come help this old broad out. 

I got a picture or two of the snowfall but I’m waiting for the Evil One to come up and show me how to get them from the camera to the blog.  He is going to clean up some items on the computers and run through the digital camera mysteries.  My other helper and teacher.

Well latest game on free cell iis now # 1802.  I just keep plugging away.

The snow started sometime in the night.  It stopped—not yet.  The road out front doesn’t even have two tracks on it.  We have cancelled the appointment and are going to E-Mail Sweet Thing to hold up on coming up tonight ‘cause it is ass-hole deep out there.  So if you don’t have to go somewhere for heaven sakes don’t.  Keep safe, keep laughing, and keep in touch!!!

Missed you yesterday.  A visit to the family Doctor resulted in a new direction to investigate concerning the vision problem.  Also set up the next “feline look see” for two weeks from now. 

On the lighter side anyone who has visited the dome has met Molly.  Molly is black with four white hairs on her chest.  She has helped fill the hole left by our TJ.  Anyway lately she has become more vocal and we have fun asking her questions when she starts “talking” to us.  Things like what do you want, I don’t speak meow, and other foolish shit.  But this morning topped it.  Jay stood asking Molly questions and she was responding in meow talk.  All of a sudden he leaned over and said, “Timmy has fallen in the well?”  A short moment of silence and then laughter broke out and the poor cat just sat there.

Reading the paper to Jay is becoming a daily thing.  Today on the front page was an article on a teacher’s struggle to determine how to plan her lessons.  It seems she has three new students and 10 lower performing students who will slow down her other students who are preparing for the Michigan Educational Assessment Program test.  She chose to remove the 10 from the class for two morning sessions returning them in the afternoon.

The goal of schools in the past was to teach (impart knowledge) to all students enrolled in that school.  We heard how it didn’t matter where you went to school, everyone was entitled to an even chance and an unbiased instruction.  Not determined by who was ready for MEAP work and who wasn’t.  Someone please tell me—doesn’t MEAP measure the effectiveness of the school and it’s teachers?  It sounds like it put the weight of the program on the individual students instead.

The other craw sticker is this legal “guest” worker program.  The reason being that Americans won’t do these jobs.  Maybe if the government worked on making wages a little better instead of having the Labor Department telling employers how to get around paying a decent wage, maybe “American” workers would find the employment that is available a little easier to stomach….

Almost figured out how to get something from some place else into my blog.  But haven’t quite mastered it yet.  So consequently this is another uninteresting entry in a long line of uninteresting entries. 

Say, did I ever tell you about the time I almost understood what blogging is all about? Or the the time my senior moments didn’t interfere with my train of thought?  Or that my favorite phrase is “Don’t applaud, just throw money?” 

The comic strip B.C. yesterday caused a fit of hysteria in our dinning room…  The subject was a blind date—“How was your blind date yesterday?”  The reply was “I took her to the park and she spent the first hour marking her territory!”

A reoccurring image has been haunting me since the appointment to have the mammeries squashed.  I talked it over with Jay and he agrees that I must write it down to make it go away!  So here goes—-

Picture grabbing two pounds of raw liver and slapping up on a cold metal counter.  There I feel better already and you get to be haunted for a while.

Sweet Thing and her better half showed up tonight for a short visit.  We played simple rummy and she won!!  She somtimes detects a tone of exasperation or frustration in my conversation so she takes the time to try to pick my sorry attitude out of the basement for a while. 

When winter is here it seems we sit inside more, don’t drive to visit anyone and basically succumb to cabin fever.  The eyesight problem makes time together harder to pass. Jay is unable to read, play games, or try new dishes in the kitchen.  He can only hear TV so that makes following movie plots difficult.  There are times when if I didn’t love him I’d walk out because I can’t seem to do anything right.  I get upset and misspeak and he jumps right on it.  Then I get more upset and angry, knowing full well that cures nothing.

So a deep breath is in order, composure is gained, and we smile at each other and try again. 

Spring will come and we will be able to walk outside, swing in the swing, and enjoy the new beginning that the season brings.  As long as we breathe things will pass and be renewed!

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