Hot damn! I'm up and running again! For the time being anyway! I don't have a clue what happened to this computer, all I can guess is that I somehow managed to attract another virus in this pig of a machine! I don't care, really...Tha fact that I can blog from home again is amazingly wonderful! I no longer have to try to catch up on all my reading in that last hour of the work day when I'm finally alone in my office. I didn't have the time to do it today anyway, so I was quite pleased to be able to log in with out freezing up! Yee Haw! Hot damn!
I don't have a clue where I left off here, except with my 'Stupid Computer' post! Anyway, things have been pretty nowmal, I suppose. Nothing major going on. Well, the weekend went by way too quick for me. But that's always the case, and quite frankly, I don't even give a damn anymore!
Friday night I did the usual movie night with Mother Mitchell and her boyfriend (I'll call him Skipper). Believe it or not, we actually let him pick out a movie, even after the horrible flick he chose to torment us with last week. 'Little Big Man' was was a pretty good movie - funny, serious, sad. Not a bad pick, I'd say. Not that it matters really, I love Native Americans and don't mind watching anything surrounding them. I think I've said before...I love the history, culture, music...everything!
Ah...my neighbor is plucking away at his banjo again. So peaceful. I'm glad he waits until the rush hours traffic subsides a bit before he gets going. Now if the police sirens would stop blaring and flying up the street, I'd be happy!
Saturday, as I was informed, I was going to Skipper's long time friend's house to help cut down a tree. Fun, fun! I love how I'm told what I'll be doing! I had heard a bit about Skipper's friend, Dirty Pierre, and was kind of looking forward to meeing him. Although, I must admit, he was not at all what I was expecting. Skipper is a fairly big guy, tall and burly, mustach...he very much looks the part of a Captain or Skipper. I was expecting the same of Dirty Pierre.
We took a left off the main road, onto a long dirt road surrounded by trees and bushes, very country, which I'm not used to being a city girl and all. It was really neat, although I wouldn't want to know what you'd have to do if there was a car coming the other way, since only one could fit down the road at a time. Anyway, Dirty Pierre lives at the very end of this road. We pulled up and parked next to the house and got out of the truck. Dirty Pierre has a very small, very quaint house, nestled among the trees with a big open field along the one side of the house, and a big yard with a really neat pond on the other. For me, it was heavenly. We walked into his house, and I immediately noticed how clean, and practically empty it was. Dirty Pierre had been in the living room, and walked around the corner into the kitchen. I was a little surprised by his appearance. He was a pretty small, thin guy. Fairly quiet and not at all how I had envisioned him. He was very pleasant and accommidating to say the least. I guess I expected a big biker of a guy with a bunch of tattoos, and a big mouth!
Anyway, we set off into the back yard and started cutting down the tree. I couldn't figure out why he wanted to take it down, but apparently it was crowding his River Birch. So we ended up lugging branches up the hill from the pond into the field on the other side of the lot. After we finished we sat by the pond chatting for a bit, but then the hunger pangs set in and we took off up the hill to the deck and had a cookout. It was nice. We sat around drinking, talking, laughing, and eating. I enjoyed it, but I still can't get the sap from the trees off the bottom of my feet!
I was suppoed to go to a birthday party yesterday, but declined, and opted to go to my parents instead. I love my parents dearly, and I don't spend the time I should with them. So I spent a quiet evening over there, sweating my ass off in the heat. But I'm glad I decided to visit them instead of going to a birthday party for someone I hardly know.
I've got some blogs to catch up on, so I'll leave to read them. And then I'll be doing some much needed housework!
Toodles!
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