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I'm now the proud owner of two, count 'em TWO, step stools! One for upstairs and a heavier duty one for downstairs! 😃

I figured they did. I now have pretty blue Lowe's buckets!


Good. You're a wondemous student, or is that st000dent?


THey were selling a pink bucket a few weeks ago. I guess it was for breast cancer awareness month. I bought one for my office, so I'll be tookening it with me when I move to the next place.
 
Around here we have fireworks for:
The 4th
NYE
Weddings
Birthdays
Just because we have them
Every single Hawk's TD or FG
Hawk's wins

And, now that the Mariners are in the playoffs, all RBIs and game wins.

My little girl is NOT a happy camper!


There is shooting Out West sometimes. Beau Puppy isn't a fan and he runs to Mommy to protect him. Daisy Poodle minds but she loves me and trusts me and she'll come over to see what's going on, panting and wagging her nervous tail all the while. She's happy when I'm done. I speak to her a lot while it's all going on. Pretty sure that she's the hunting dog and he's the couch poodle.
 
I wonder what it would look like set off my boat? 😆😅

Actually, I wouldn't do that. The gas tank is on the aft end... 💣😱
USCG gets really pissy about setting them off, when not in distress. 🤣
If you set them off on land, be prepared to go extinguish the fire 🔥 when it reaches the ground.
My Goddess tells a funny story to back up my last statement! 🤣
 
Safe travels!


Thank you. Tomorrow is taking Dr. Tyler to the bone doctor day. Mere words fail to describe adequately the thrill I feel in being afforded said you-neek opportunity. She got on my nerves yesterday with an utter failure to follow simple instructions. I could be sympathetic with her if she were in some declining mental state, but she's been like this all her fucking life, at least the bit I've shared with her.


I should start a diary, I s'pose, to tell this tale . . . or a dairy . . . .
 
Thank you. Tomorrow is taking Dr. Tyler to the bone doctor day. Mere words fail to describe adequately the thrill I feel in being afforded said you-neek opportunity. She got on my nerves yesterday with an utter failure to follow simple instructions. I could be sympathetic with her if she were in some declining mental state, but she's been like this all her fucking life, at least the bit I've shared with her.


I should start a diary, I s'pose, to tell this tale . . . or a dairy . . . .
It's a beautiful thing when life affords us the opportunity to be there for them and I'm glad you are able to be!
Not only should you consider a diary, but maybe you can get some audio recordings of her telling stories, family history, etc... there's also this...

https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1404113339?psc=1&ref=ppx_pop_mob_b_asin_title
 
Good morning denizens of the diner. Lots of cool, rainy mist and cloudy days starting today until Friday. It’s good day to sleep in if you can. And sip on your coffee or tea leisurely if you can.
Good morning B2. I agree with that!
It started raining offshore too and a nap sounds good too, but I think I'll write a love note for my Goddess to wake up to.
 
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