Weekend Report...

Ribs, leg quarters, breast, wings, beef short ribs and beans.

And no rain...Woo Hoo!!!

Think I'll just goof off today for a little R & R.


Yeah...

B.D.

Simply Thursday...

Oh my Gawd...

It has been a crazy week at work. 12 hour days are killing me. But the weekend belongs to me.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Fools and Naysayers tremble at my feet. Prepare for DOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Three days off...HOT DAMN!

I'm cooking...

B.D.

This & That...

Hey B.D. what happened to the tunes?

As much as I enjoyed the music it became time consuming for me. So I pulled the plug...

Between the demands of my time from work, the demands of yard work around the house, the demands of this and that and whatever else comes to mind...

...I just don't have time anymore to refresh, rearrange, add or delete to the play list.

Heck sometimes I don't even have time to post here and I haven't posted on my three other blogs in I don't know when because of whatever.

But I do try to keep you up to date here.

So yes Jethro, the tunes are gone for now...

I'm busier than a bilge pump on a sinking ship right now. To prove that, when I do get and feel like cooking, it's on the gas grill, not the charcoal grill. You all know which one I prefer...

And poor Big Momma, just sits heart broken in the driveway all alone...waiting for the return of her Captain to restart the fire and smoke of her glory days that bring her to life and makes her purr like a sultry mistress wanting more.

But alas...it is not to be my love...not for awhile.

Right now I'm waiting for the grass to dry out so the motorized billy goat can do its thing. As next week will be 12 hour shifts again, Mon through Thurs.

The first weekend without rain but it's going to be hot and humid. We got to enjoy a few weeks of mid 70's but today will be mid to upper 80's and Sunday could reach mid 90's before backing off to lower 80's next week.

Then a three day weekend coming up...Woo Hoo!!!

Be lonely only a little longer Big Momma...your Captain will return to port on the 'morrow, with the wind at his back and a bright star to steer by. Your fire will burn again my love...

B.D.

Wordless Wednesday...

We've all heard this story before. A man and a woman in love.
But it sounds a little different...when it's just you and I.

Weekend Report...

Well that pretty much tells it all...

Between a torrential downpour of rain and hail Friday and rain today, the weekend was a wash. Mr. Sunshine came out long enough Saturday for me to get out the motorized billy goat and do a quick mowing of the grass.

I started at 11 o'clock and was done by 1 o'clock.

But my neighbor procrastinated into the late afternoon and had to finish cutting his grass in the rain.

For some reason beyond me while I stood in the garage sucking on a cold libation high and dry, I shouted out to him: Do you want to borrow my umbrella?


He didn't think that was funny...

I guess his funny bone was just as wet as the rest of him was.

B.D.

This & That...

Dang I do believe somebody is trying to drowned us hillbillies. Seems every weekend has been wet. Yesterday, it rained so hard we got 2 to 4 inches in 20 mins.

We also got hail too!

From penny size to golf ball size to baseball size to grapefruit size...that is no lie happened in Clarksville, that bad boy was huge. If that had of hit somebody it would of been like being hit by a small meteorite.

The news said it put a nice little hole in a car...ya think?


Anyway...

On the home front, all is calm as of right now except for Robyn being sick and Julie running a slight fever as well. Robyn has so many things going on, but I do believe she will be on the sidelines for a few days.

As for me...I'm still here.

I can still tell the rib is there. It's not sore, it's just sometimes aggravating. I really have to be careful about the way I twist and turn and lift.

Other words I can't act a fool...

...dang I never get to have any fun.

B.D.