At least that’s what the weatherliars have claimed. I hope that they’re wrong again. I think this year was the worst wind year we’ve ever seen out here.

Oh yeah, let’s not forget to welcome back the daily drought warnings from the weatherliars. Yeah, it’s been a while since we’ve been graced with moisture.

It’s Sunday! Breakfast and shopping in Santa Fe. I love shopping. No, really I do. Quit laughing!

I talked to Beth yesterday.  Hi Beth! She had Nancy on the speaker for backup in case I got nasty. Hi Nancy! The three of us don’t chat on the phone often enough. Let’s make it an every other day thing.

I should call Carl soon, but I know he hates phones. Hi Carl! Keith and I talk occasionally, but Carl and I seldom chat. Hi Keith!

Can’t forget Paul. Paul and I haven’t talked since Turkey Day or thereabouts. Hi Paul!

Heading east soon. I know I’ve said that earlier this month but I couldn’t go and Nina went alone. I blame Tori. Hi Tori! We will be going to meet and supervise the actual move of almost all of ML’s shit. That will leave just the repairs and getting the dump listed with a realtor. We had discussed keeping the condo as our home in the Chicago area, but I’m not a fan of the area and for the few times a year we get there I’m thinking that hotels are more cost effective.

Thinking of a new bed. I hope that will help me sleep better. Last night I was actually in bed for 8 hours. It’s been years since that happened. I could get used to that.

Your life is a gift from the creator. Your gift back to the creator is what you do with your life.

ML told us that she’s gonna be more tolerant. I almost peed myself laughing. That is all.

I missed posting yesterday. I guess I was so happy that Nina returned to me. I could have cheated and posted something today and changed the date, but that’s not right, right?

It’s amazing how good some candid pictures can be. I’ve received more compliments over the picture of Erin and Nina at the airport. It is a good shot.

Yesterday I was at Lithia getting my Jeep lifted so my new tires fit without rubbing on bumps. Well, that’s not the only reason for the lift, but I’m gonna stick with it for the time being. Now if my spare would come in, I’d be set.

While there I asked the general manager if I could test drive the VW beetle in the lot. He asked if I was interested in buying it and I told him no, I just had some errands to run and needed a ride. He tossed me the keys to a $60,000 pick up. NICE truck. Loaded. His personal truck. I was impressed by his trust and the HEMI in the truck. Wow, that truck has some giddy up. The Magna-Flow exhaust gave it a nice sound and added some ponies. Thanks New Corey.

My  Jeep looks great with the tires and lift. I’ll post pictures later today to this post.

Top pic after lift,  bottom picture is before lift.

Marylou. She’s a strange old broad. Nina and I were talking about her last night on the way home and we figured that with the strange upbringing that she and Shirley experienced and her solitary lifestyle, she just has no clue on how to act normal. And then there’s the funny shit her meds cause. About once a week, she gets mad at something and you can tell she’s mad. Curt answers to questions, glares at the person that angered her, and other subtle things. The kicker here is that the meds she’s on affects her memory. After an hour or so she gets this confused look on her face and you know that she has forgotten why she was mad. She remembers that she was mad and is determined to remain mad, but the confusion remains. By the time she wakes up from her nap, everything is back to normal.

You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.

• Nina returned home as promised. Good Nina.
• She walked right past us while we were sitting in the waiting area.
• When she called us, she was already at the baggage area.
• She’s not the most observant member of the family.

Now that Nina’s back, she should see this video:

 httpv://youtu.be/C6uQC9MM5cQ

• So it appears. I head to Alb. to pick her up later this a.m.
• Mad credit card customers at our pumps last night.
• Fixed the problem this morning.
• Someone scratched their tag into he plexiglass on one of my pumps. Assholes.
• No cheap fix on that vandalism either. I have to replace a complete LCD unit to remove the tagging. Assholes.
• I need a vacation. Soon.
• Had to break off and cut a key for someone while writing this just now.
• The simplicity of the task and no one else seems to be capable of cutting a key for a customer.
• I shouldn’t be bothered by this ignorance, but I am.
• Happy birthday Marylou. 87? I’ll ask Nina when I pick her up, if she’s really returning to me that is.
• Check back often for the age info, but don’t hold your breath.

Each day I have to sit in my chair and look at her sitting across from me. It’s horrid burden I face daily.

I hate it when I miss a call by the last ring, but when I call back immediately it rings 9 times and then goes to voicemail. What did you do? Drop the phone and run away?

httpv://youtu.be/PUKMUZ4tlJg

. . . but how long can that last?

• Pilates today.
• The countdown has started.
• Erin fell asleep in my bed watching cartoons last night.
• She slept straight through till 7:00.
• The kid can sleep!
• We’re cuddling now watching Scoooby-Doo right now.
• Lowe’s this morning after Pilates. Gotta buy paint.
• Chicago style hotdogs for lunch?  Sure, why not.

“Here’s all you need to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid”  ~ George Carlin