Monday, April 16, 2018

"Do not let Sunday be taken from you. If your soul has no Sunday it becomes an orphan." - Albert Schweitzer


One of the really good parts of being old and living on nothing but your Social Security: you don't even have to fill out a tax form. I went through the IRS worksheet online just to be sure and at the last page, after I'd entered all my data, the message said, "We're very sorry, but you are SO poor we can't bring ourselves to take any money from you. God bless; you need it."
OK, maybe the wording wasn't exactly that, but I rejoiced at their "no taxes due, no form required" nonetheless.

Don't get me wrong; life here is very good. Pam and I are still each other's best friend. we live on a beautiful plot out in the woods, we are unencumbered by extraneous stuff, and we get to do the kinds of things we enjoy most like raise animals, fruits, and vegetables. There's no daily grind, or grind of any kind.
T'ank you, Fadder.

Barbara Bush is a classy lady in the fullest sense of that term. Her daughter-in-law Barbara is the same. Among the positive aspects of D.C. politics that seem to be disappearing rapidly, the dignified, humble, and self-confident First Lady seems to be included. She'll be missed.

Meet Cogburn, our new rooster who replaces the recently deceased Spike. It's not a great pic but I wanted to have a good grip on him because I don't know how tame he is. Cogburn is the Dwayne Johnson of the poultry scene, a very big rooster. But with only one eye there's no question what his name would be. Pam went over to Marta's to pick him up and then I took him from the carrier down to the coop. Everybody had been inside the coop since then so it seems things are as they should be.

I learned a new word today: contretemps. It must be French because the end of the word gets all mushed up when it's pronounced. It means a minor inconvenience or small spat between two people or parties.
The French should take the marbles out of their mouths when they talk. Look at Champs de Elysee and tell me how you get to the garbled pronunciation that's "correct."
Note: the same could be said to the Brits. If you're not going to pronounce all those letters why bother putting them in the word?

I got the new cabinet and countertop installed. It's barely a cabinet - the cheapest thing on the market. And the "countertop" is a piece of what Lowe's calls "project wood" intended for the six people who are still doing decoupage and wood burning. But this is a temporary solution that will be kindling if/when we do a kitchen remodel. That will bring good cabinets and solid surface countertops (probably quartz). This was done on the cheap so the new fridge would fit. And it does look better than the MoHo mess that came out, especially if you look at it from 10 feet away.

Got the goat barn mucked out today and did a challenging workout at the gym this afternoon.
I'm a-gonna sleep well tonight.

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