Thanks, C. Didn't quite work out last night, there was one more little surprise waiting for us - one of the hoses split before we called it a night.
I'm grateful but... yuck
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Sorry,
lady. If things come in 'threes', wonder whose turn it is next?
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*sigh* I guess it was my turn today.
It started with the micro ticks - you know, the first instars, hundreds of them, each smaller than the period at the end of this sentence. I don't know what I brushed against, but I suddenly realized that they were all over me. I changed my clothes, but it wasn't enough; at odd moments throughout the day, I'd feel something tiny crawling on me.
Then I slipped on the back steps. No major damage done, just a bruise on the top of my left foot from ankle to big toe. Makes wearing a shoe - um - interesting.
Shortly before I had to leave to go to the farm to feed the horses, the power went off at the house.
A couple of hours later, DH and I got home at the same time, to see that the power had come back on almost an hour before. Unfortunately, it appears that the foot valve on the well may have failed, and the pump sat there running for an hour with no water in it. While we have adequate supplies of drinking water, there are 4 people living in this house, 3 of which spent significant parts of the day outside in 90 degree weather and high humidity. Without the ability to shower, things in this house would have been very grim. Fortunately, we are on good terms with our nearest neighbors (in spite of our roosters and barking dogs!). With the use of a couple hundred feet of garden hose and some creative plumbing in the pump house, we are "borrowing" water from the neighbor until the well/pump can be seen to. Here's hoping that the pump itself is all right.
Well, the day's almost over. Here's hoping that I can make it to bed without something else going wrong.
sorry for the belated hug, I was out of town.
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OK i have another story.
I was helping my biological father clean out the creek to put in a sediment tank in a shallow section of the water.
Well I thought there was a sandy bank and stopped on it to get to the water nearby and i sunk in, up to my thighs. I had found a mud pit that was well disguised.
So i was thoroughly stuck in a mix of stinking mud, debris, sand, sediment, and small rock.
I tried getting out but it formed suction around my legs.
It took some time, family help, and the bracing of the over hanging branches of an oak tree to get me out. Even though my boots were tied on, i thought for sure i would leave them, and my attached feet behind. It hurt being pulled out. I can see how those quick mud/sand pits can be dangerous.
At the end of the day I head home. I was on hwy 65, going the speed limit (70mph). I was exhausted, covered in mud, and looked like I had been fighting with an angry cat from all the scratches on me.
An 18 wheeler comes up behind me, then beside me, then in front of me. h slows down enough that i eventually pass him. I am not paying him much attention since I am focused on the road, and the music on my radio. (I am a chronic channel flipper on long drives. It helps keep my brain active. Plus the buttons are on my steering wheel so i do not even have to move my hands from the wheel nor look away from the road to change stations.)
By the time I realize this trucker has dropped down beside me, behind me and in front of me several times, i notice him lean over in his cab and across his passenger side, while still driving, and press a sign against the window that said "Very nice"
So now I have written this guy off as an idiot, and I drop way back, slowing down by a few mph, and he gets in front of me again. within moments of him moving in front of m in the lane, his tire explodes.
I remember only saying " Oh god" has a hail of large chicks of steel reinforced rubber rain down on my car, and then the entire belt of rubber is flung right at my windshield.
I didn't slam on my brakes nor did I jerk the wheel, but i managed to move over into the next lane in time for the rubber to graze past the passenger side window and strike the pickup truck behind me. The pickup truck runs over the rubber and goes off the road.
Somehow the pickup regains control without crashing and keeps on his way and the 18 wheeler pulls over.
My guardian angel is tying to kill me.
I was helping my biological father clean out the creek to put in a sediment tank in a shallow section of the water.
Well I thought there was a sandy bank and stopped on it to get to the water nearby and i sunk in, up to my thighs. I had found a mud pit that was well disguised.
So i was thoroughly stuck in a mix of stinking mud, debris, sand, sediment, and small rock.
I tried getting out but it formed suction around my legs.
It took some time, family help, and the bracing of the over hanging branches of an oak tree to get me out. Even though my boots were tied on, i thought for sure i would leave them, and my attached feet behind. It hurt being pulled out. I can see how those quick mud/sand pits can be dangerous.
At the end of the day I head home. I was on hwy 65, going the speed limit (70mph). I was exhausted, covered in mud, and looked like I had been fighting with an angry cat from all the scratches on me.
An 18 wheeler comes up behind me, then beside me, then in front of me. h slows down enough that i eventually pass him. I am not paying him much attention since I am focused on the road, and the music on my radio. (I am a chronic channel flipper on long drives. It helps keep my brain active. Plus the buttons are on my steering wheel so i do not even have to move my hands from the wheel nor look away from the road to change stations.)
By the time I realize this trucker has dropped down beside me, behind me and in front of me several times, i notice him lean over in his cab and across his passenger side, while still driving, and press a sign against the window that said "Very nice"
So now I have written this guy off as an idiot, and I drop way back, slowing down by a few mph, and he gets in front of me again. within moments of him moving in front of m in the lane, his tire explodes.
I remember only saying " Oh god" has a hail of large chicks of steel reinforced rubber rain down on my car, and then the entire belt of rubber is flung right at my windshield.
I didn't slam on my brakes nor did I jerk the wheel, but i managed to move over into the next lane in time for the rubber to graze past the passenger side window and strike the pickup truck behind me. The pickup truck runs over the rubber and goes off the road.
Somehow the pickup regains control without crashing and keeps on his way and the 18 wheeler pulls over.
My guardian angel is tying to kill me.
Kristy, you're guardian angel kept your truck from hitting the rubber and flipping and guided you to the other lane. His fallen evil twin is the one trying to kill you! It seems your guardian angel has been working overtime. As has mine. I've wrecked motorcycles without serious injury. I've also been in several explosions and am still intact. Oh yeah, then there's all the times I've been snakebit with no ill effects.I think I'll shut up now.
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woah woah woah. OK you have got to elaborate. You can't just casually say "I've been blown up" and not tell the story.
And why do you keep getting snakebit?
There he goes again, posts some loaded statement and signs off.
But that's typical JD, he loves to leave 'em wanting more!
But that's typical JD, he loves to leave 'em wanting more!
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He writes cliff hangers for sitcomsThere he goes again, posts some loaded statement and signs off.
But that's typical JD, he loves to leave 'em wanting more!
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