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Good move Mr. Pilot. Good photo too!Off topic Tax: (before I get any complaints from the management)
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Good move Mr. Pilot. Good photo too!Off topic Tax: (before I get any complaints from the management)
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Oh that’s too bad, just as well.It's against the law here. All I need is an issue with one neighbor and I would have to get rid of him. I don't want to risk it.
No need for you to be nervous. You’re not on the plane.Why do you always make me nervous like that.![]()
How wonderful. I'm so happy for you.It may not feel like it at times, especially when Twig really does not want to be caught, but tonight he showed me I am making progress with him. I needed a break this evening, grandma has drove me crazy complaining about everything. I decided to go sit in the barn isle about a hour before dark. I literally took a cup of coffee, sat on a milk crate and leaned back against Louis stall boards and closed my eyes. I do not know how long I had sat like this, I almost fell asleep. Twiggy came up and hopped into my lap and started making the cooing rooster sounds. I was shocked and at first did not move. He then settled down and I started petting him and he promptly fell asleep. Deep down in that boy is a sweet heart of a rooster. I need to remember that as he goes through this new phase of his. Tonight he showed me there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm nervous for you, not me.No need for you to be nervous. You’re not on the plane.![]()
I have a deal made with my aircraft. I will keep her in the air, she’ll keep me alive. It’s what, when, and where, we both belong anyways. I’m here in Clark County, trying to forget my loss of Chaco. I’m budgeting $4000 for some desperately needed amusement.I'm nervous for you, not me.
It’s not her, it’s her ailment… remember that!Grandma update. She had a appointment with her family Dr Monday. She made it clear to him the moment he walked in that her mind is going. First thing she did was introduce him to me and mom like we have never met the man before. She is on a new medication for memory loss. It is only a starter dose, and will probably need to be upped but finally it is a start. She is now complaining about everything food wise. Everything that is fixed, even if she makes it tastes like "crap" to her. Today all I heard was the coffee was terrible, bitter and why did I change brands. I showed it to her and told her it was folgers classic roast, all we ever buy. She jumped me because I got the wrong classic roast. I asked her what the heck was she talking about. I got the medium roast, she insisted that there is a light roast classic roast. She also fixed herself her own breakfast. She made a fried egg sandwich, used her own store bought eggs. Yelled at me and accused me of sneaking my own eggs into her eggs. I had to remind her that the only hen laying white eggs was Chiquita and they were tiny. I could not sneak them in if I tried. I was lying according to her.