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.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017


This morning I was up and at 'em at quarter to eight. After some sustenance, excluding coffee because I didn't want to wake my wife, I was hard at it with the power washer. Around ten I hung it up because the pain in my side had spiked. Since my wife was awake I got the coffee on and relaxed for a bit. I finally broke down and took some pain killers around noon.

A little after one in the PM found me at the hospital for an x-ray then it was off the the pee-pee Doc. Once there I relaxed as best I could but between this guy sitting next to me yapping about a business deal and the pain in my side it was a loosing battle. 

Once inside the inner sanctum I calmly waited for the arrival of Dr O. While sitting there looking around at all the diagrams of various parts of the male and female anatomy I noticed a mounted fish on the wall. 

The fur bearing trout fish
Looking at the "fur bearing trout" brought me back from the very dark place my mood was taking me. As I was laughing at the "trout" Dr. O walked in and we had a chat. The long and the short of it is that next week, God willing and it the creek don't rise, I'm of for a day surgery to get rid of the pesky shards. The six by nine millimeter stone had broken up into six very jagged pieces plainly visible in the X-Ray. He also pointed out another stone and said that while he was in there he would take care of that one too. 
Well progress is being made on the deck front and the kidney stone front so all things considered today hasn't been to bad a day. Tomorrow I'm gonna have another go at the deck. Hopefully I will have that done by noon or I will (figuratively speaking) die trying. 
That's it from me so until tomorrow TTFN (ta-ta for now). 


Monday, 19 June 2017

Just another monday

The day dawned bright and I was up early, well at least early by my standards. Today I was going to continue with the chores with the one at the top of the hit parade being the deck.

On the weekend I managed to get a little work done. One of the tasks I wanted finished was the Giant Jenga game.  

I turned around to see this, a down pour of epic proportions.
I had trimmed and squared the blocks of wood the other day and now it was time to trim then to length and sand them down. While the task was easy with the use of a stop block on the chop saw it was repetitive. With the ear defenders on and my back to the door I didn't realize that a monsoon had started outside.

While it took a while I did manage to get the job done. The set looks better now and works better as well.
All done
Today I've been trying to get the deck done but the Gods have decided to be against me. I was going to power wash the deck but the power washer has displayed it's Chinese, Canadian Tire heritage buy refusing to start. I changed the fuel for fresh, check the plug and the connections but it's no go. So I have been doing things the old fashioned way with a mop. I've had to take five to let the sun move so there isn't direct light before I use the deck bright. I figure I'll have to cool my jets until around three thirty or four local time. The it will be once again unto the breach for me.   

I'm looking forward to tomorrow when I get to see the Doc and find out what the next plan of attack is. One thing that has been a constant today was the pain I've been feeling. It's OK pain is just weakness leaving the body. I just didn't know that I had so much weakness. 

That's it for now, I'll be back tomorrow so until then have as much fun as you can. 


After fighting with the deck for a couple of hours I came to the conclusion it was a lost cause with the stuff I had i.e. a scrub brush, soap and water. I went into town and picked up a few things including four stroke oil and a spark plug.

When I got home I gapped the plug and installed it in the pressure washer and I did a quick oil change. After priming the motor I gave it a hell of a pull and it flashed right up. Now I'm cooking with gas. I got around half on one of the sides done and after a short pause I'll be at it again. So until tomorrow, bye-bye.