Meh . . .

  • Went to breakfast.
  • Picked up Erin.
  • Visited a sleeping ML.
  • Played with Erin.
  • Bought a password logger.
  • Kicked a customer out of the store.
  • Let his mom talk him back in.
  • Told Erin I was throwing away all toys on the floor.
  • Watched her clean them up.
  • Boring day.
  • peas

Snow? Are you sure?

Yeah, the weatherliar, Mark Wronghetti, has predicted some serious type of snow for us today.  He lied that it would be starting this morning, but I wake to blue skies and the temperature near 30.

Other shit

Listening to the news this morning proves to me that people are just plain stupid.  A restaurant in Japan is serving and selling dirt meals.  Yes, I said dirt.  The average meal costs $100.  It’s a French restaurant, in Japan, serving dirt, for $100, and they go there without a gun forcing them there.  Dumb asses.

I’m thinking of selling “Pecos River Station Parking Lot Gravel” in my store.  I figure with a pretty label and a nice glass jar, I can get $29.99 each for a baby food sized sample.  Did you guys wish to pre-order some?  Anyone?  Come one!  I’m not asking you to eat dirt or anything!

Anyone want books?  Old books?  Newer books?  Paperbacks? Hardcover?  Foreign language books?   We’re heading back to Chicago next week to deal with the condo again.  I’m serious about this offer.  Email Glen if you’re wanting some books.  You come and pick them yourself.  If your interested and dust bothers you, bring a mask.

Well, those of you that are into the real weather situations across the country, be safe and enjoy the real snow.  For the rest of us that have weatherliars who predict pretend snow, let’s form a mob and teach the bastards a lesson.

Piece.

Big political discussion

Yesterday there was a big political discussion at my gas pumps.  It was myself of course, the weights & measures inspector, and a PBS radio host.  This was all happening while the weights and measures guy was doing an inspection of my pumps, all of which passed BTW.  It of course started with local politics because our legislature is now in session, but it moved to national within 15 minutes.

Now I won’t go into details about what was said because that’s not what this posting is about.  We were there chatting about a bunch of different things and politics came to play because of Mark covering the session.  We had 3 different point of views that we managed to discuss without one of us raising our voices and all of us respecting the opposing views and the person’s right to hold them.

One of the things I love about owning this business is the chance discussions that I have with people that cross my path here.  It can be customers, inspectors, vendors, or just a person that stops in for directions, but I love the people that can have an intelligent conversation reasonably.

One of my candy vendors, Rudy, is always open for a political chat.  He stops by every other Thursday and I can always rile him up by stating “I think I smell a liberal in here!” when I come down to pay him.  Of course my voting Libertarian last election has taken some of the bite out of his comments to me, so he’s easier to deal with.

Anyway, back to your scheduled programming and please tune in tomorrow for more drivel and rambling about nothing in particular.  PEACE!

 

General info and driving.

Yesterday we did some banking for ML.  We were told by her and her lawyer that BoA had 2 accounts of hers.  Wrong.  There were 5 accounts, 2 savings and 3 CD’s, all of which matured in January.  We removed the CD money from BoA and today will deposit that in her new account at our bank.  This will give her adequate monies to keep her at Vida for a minimum of 6 months.  For all the banks and accounts she has, I find it weird that only one account is a checking account.

I’m curious if in the course of moving things here if we find more forgotten bank accounts at the other banks.  Strange life that women lived.

In the course of things yesterday, I was forced to do a bit of driving.  Just about 200 miles, but I got to tell you, all this driving is starting to wear on me.  Not as much fun as it used to be.

I hope to hit the trails today.  Take care and have a great day.

 

Yesterday

Yesterday was a strange day in general.  Until we got the Fitbits, we’d never know how busy we were chasing the dream, but now I know that I made 21 trips up and down the stairs.  It’s making me exhausted just typing about it.  Erin was not at her peak health status, so I was caring for her and once Julie was gone, I was watching Shirley too.  There was nothing really notable that I can mention, but it was just a strange day.

Maybe today will be more exciting.  Later.

 

Christmas # 3 for Erin.

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So yesterday Erin had Christmas #3.  Presents from Josh’s family that were never picked up until Saturday.  That kid and presents is something else.  She tore into them and had a ball.

Well, Nina and I are both using our Fitbits and while Nina’s doing great just doing what she does, yesterday I had to really try to do some good numbers.  Talked to Beth about this too and she told me that it acted as an incentive to her.  We both agreed that Nancy didn’t need any incentive to be active, she’s the energizer bunny.

I walked the campground 3 times Sunday.  Twice with the dogs, once with Erin, and once alone.  Erin loves taking the dogs with us when we walk, so we took Otto & Whiskey with us and I took them for the first walk of the day.  I hope to keep this up and I’m feeling it in my legs.  I walked a little over 3 miles.

Banking this morning.  Bringing Erin with and then we plan to visit with ML at Vida.  After Vegas, Nina will be heading to Santa Fe for product at Sam’s and her allergy shot.

Once home with Erin,  I hope to go to the Nat. Park with Erin to see what that little thing will show me about that place.  The brochure states that the path is 1.2 miles long, but I’d like to know what I’m doing there.

Later today I need to get my gas documents in order for the local petroleum inspector.  He said he was coming in for his inspection between 1 & 3 weeks.  That usually means 1 week exactly.  He don’t like me.  I’ll be good except for some new training that I was unaware of, but I should be OK with that even as long as I register for the next class.  $300 that I didn’t need to spend that the state mandates I spend. I hate this place.

Everyone have a great week.