I didn’t think I got any sleep last night but I must have because I dreamed that I was assigned a seat on the nose of a jet bound for Indianapolis and there wasn’t even a seatbelt. And while we were climbing it was heavily overcast but I suddenly heard the roar of a jet engine very closeby and the pilot of my plane gasped.
Well, to supply yet another reason why I shouldn’t be married, I’m waiting for the bathroom to fumigate from Mr. Nature’s morning constitutional before I can take my shower.
I never really did like flying. It’s sort of like when someone else is driving the car. I know I could do a safer/better job, but I keep my mouth shut and ride along.
Since I don’t know how to fly, I can’t really be critical of the pilot, but most of the time I just wish I was in the cockpit giving advice.
I was never afraid until I had kids. Then I think the control factor took over bigtime. I hate feeling like someone else is in charge. Hopefully that someone doesn’t want to die as much as I don’t want to die. And he can fly the plane better, too. 🙂
As they say, flying is safer than driving a car. When I had to fly, I always kept that in mind. Plus I kept plent of cash on me so I could drink every little bottle of alcohol on the plane. 🙂
As I told Olivia, with all the allagators showing up around here, I feel like I’m in a bad horror movie. When I read your entry, I was thinking just another plot twist in the movie.
I figure if the movie keeps getting really bad, Olivia will show up with a hocky mask on and a chain saw in hand. Helllllpppp!
I’d come down there w/ my hockey stick and beat the alligators away and then take you and Family Mom back w/ me so that you can learn about your adopted home country in person. And I’d feed you and you could teach me how to make homemade ice cream.
I’ve missed some Cafes, so pardon me, but I have to ask: alligators?? Did you have any before now? How close ARE they? How MANY are there? Yikes. Don’t nap in the hammock!
Yep they found an 8 foot allagator in town and it kept moving from pond to pond. So they would find it and lose it. They finally found it and took care of it.
But the day after Family Mom told me her cousin called and said they found a 9 foot allagator one street over from her. She said it was in the middle of the street and someone had killed it. Her town is only 35 miles away from here.
All the time I was growing up here and now living here this is the first of allagators I’ve heard this far north. A bad horror movie in the making. 🙂
Is this a case of animals on the move–like armadillos–because of climate change? Or just people dumping their cute pet baby gators? Or. . .what, do you think? I don’t like it when climate change is accompanied by big teeth. On the other hand, can gators be trained to eat grass, like goats?
This continues to be a good week. I got another editing project cleared yesterday and today I’m going to start the final polish on a young adult novel that got stuck on the back burner for the past five months. That’ll be finished tuesdayish and then it’ll be my agent’s problem. Maybe five more days of work on back projects after that and then I’ll actually be completely free to start something new. Between the crossed off stuff and the PW starred review, I’m feeling no pain.
Tea Today: Diet Cherry Pepsi. Sigh. But what I’d really like is a big old mug of Earl Grayer.
I kept reading as this was closed and was waiting for a new cafe. Duh.
last night’s cafe… was really fun and uplifting. Thank you, crazies. If music soothes th savage beast, than last night’s cafe soothed by hardening blisters on my feet.
Hello there, Andi! How are you?
I’m working this morning and then taking the next day and a half off. Not working always puts me in a good mood.
As soon as I fully wake up I’ll go read your North Korea diary.
Okay. 🙂
And yeah, not working is always more fun than working.
That was an excellent diary — you have a talent for concise and clear analysis.
Thanks for the compliment. 🙂
Hi, early boids. I’m going back to bed.
Lucky you! shakes fist meaninglessly
3 hours later. Yawnnnn. Strrretch.
Morning Kansas. Did you have a good post sleep/nap?
I hit the refresh button and now I’m perky. Plus–is this my lucky, day or what?–I have an excuse to put off mowing the lawn for one more day.
There are never excuses not to mow the lawn. Just good reasons. 🙂
stopping by just to make all of us who can’t go back to bed feel bad is not a great tactic for building your base of devoted fans.
But I’m building my strength for writing!
And: neener neener.
I didn’t think I got any sleep last night but I must have because I dreamed that I was assigned a seat on the nose of a jet bound for Indianapolis and there wasn’t even a seatbelt. And while we were climbing it was heavily overcast but I suddenly heard the roar of a jet engine very closeby and the pilot of my plane gasped.
Not a good sign, Andi. 🙂
I just got back from this morning’s walk. Good sign, SN.
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It’s densely overcast and rainy here. My favorite weather to fly in. 🙁
It’s sunny and 55.
And you’re supposed to be distracted by my pretty picture. 🙁
and good morning Andi.
Good morning all.
You’re alive.
How’re ya doing today? That is other than the flying dream. 🙂
Well, to supply yet another reason why I shouldn’t be married, I’m waiting for the bathroom to fumigate from Mr. Nature’s morning constitutional before I can take my shower.
Simple solution. Industrial fan or outhouse for Mr. Nature. 🙂
I’ll go for the outhouse WITH an industrial fan. But I’m afraid several birds would drop dead in mid-flight.
What about plants wilting too. 🙂
Why don’t you fly anymore? Are you afraid of flying?
I never really did like flying. It’s sort of like when someone else is driving the car. I know I could do a safer/better job, but I keep my mouth shut and ride along.
Since I don’t know how to fly, I can’t really be critical of the pilot, but most of the time I just wish I was in the cockpit giving advice.
The classic back seat driver. 🙂
I was never afraid until I had kids. Then I think the control factor took over bigtime. I hate feeling like someone else is in charge. Hopefully that someone doesn’t want to die as much as I don’t want to die. And he can fly the plane better, too. 🙂
SN the control freak. That’s a concept.
As they say, flying is safer than driving a car. When I had to fly, I always kept that in mind. Plus I kept plent of cash on me so I could drink every little bottle of alcohol on the plane. 🙂
How’d your doc visit go?
It didn’t. I was bumped.
I read your comment over at my b. I’m beginning to believe you’re psycic or I had found out before I was bumped and completely forgot it.
Just so you know, I truly am kind of psychic. Really.
As I told Olivia, with all the allagators showing up around here, I feel like I’m in a bad horror movie. When I read your entry, I was thinking just another plot twist in the movie.
I figure if the movie keeps getting really bad, Olivia will show up with a hocky mask on and a chain saw in hand. Helllllpppp!
I’d come down there w/ my hockey stick and beat the alligators away and then take you and Family Mom back w/ me so that you can learn about your adopted home country in person. And I’d feed you and you could teach me how to make homemade ice cream.
🙂
Sounds like a plan to me. 🙂
I’ve missed some Cafes, so pardon me, but I have to ask: alligators?? Did you have any before now? How close ARE they? How MANY are there? Yikes. Don’t nap in the hammock!
Family Mom is settled for a minute.
Yep they found an 8 foot allagator in town and it kept moving from pond to pond. So they would find it and lose it. They finally found it and took care of it.
But the day after Family Mom told me her cousin called and said they found a 9 foot allagator one street over from her. She said it was in the middle of the street and someone had killed it. Her town is only 35 miles away from here.
All the time I was growing up here and now living here this is the first of allagators I’ve heard this far north. A bad horror movie in the making. 🙂
Is this a case of animals on the move–like armadillos–because of climate change? Or just people dumping their cute pet baby gators? Or. . .what, do you think? I don’t like it when climate change is accompanied by big teeth. On the other hand, can gators be trained to eat grass, like goats?
My first thought is climate change and the amount of people in thier natural habitat.
Armadillos we’ve got plenty of em here too. In the running scenario of my bad horror movie, I’m just waiting for the killer bees to show up. 🙂
Good to see ya!
Hi Olivia. I was sort of in and out yesterday, but didn’t see many comments from you. I figured you were pretty busy.
You’re going to have to start calling the week before, day before, and morning of!
Yes, it was busy … plus I wasn’t in a ‘feel like talking to anybody’ mood.
You know I was sort of in that mood yesterday. For some reason I was really bummed out and just lurked every now and then.
Well, your reasons may have been different from mine, but I sure got pissed off in a hurry yesterday. Which is of course what the diarist intended.
A lot of people get pissed and a lot agree.
Call me a wuss, but I just get depressed when I see friends fighting. 🙁
But this is the cafe and only happy thought in here. 🙂
and I’m sure hoping SN will be once she gets off the plane.
Morning Andi. That is a happy picture from your morning walk.
I don’t know if I’d call it happy but I like the composition.
But I’m actually beyond happy because SN is coming to play with me today.
I knew she was visiting, but didn’t realize it was today.
Guess I’m not paying enough attention. 🙂
Such a lucky SN.
which she doesn’t like. So we should all think happy thoughts like Peter Pan said and keep her airborne. 🙂
So in other words no stories of bad plane experiences. 🙂
As if I would do that anyway.
Did I tell ya about…….
Today’s Thursday … and we’re all looking forward to George’s super hosting skills.
Nope, no lurking today. 🙂
I will be in and out today because I’ve got a lot of errands to run. Hopefully it shouldn’t take a lot of time though.
Hope to see you later. Have a good day and I hope you get to slack between your errands.
see ya later
See ya Olivia.
Hope you have a good day also.
I”m leaving for the airport in a few minutes. See you this afternoon, Andi.
I’ll visit the cafe when I can. Bye folks.
Call me if you get bored/nervous/antsy at the airport.
See ya SN.
Don’t worry about the flying and have a good time with Andi.
Have a great time!
of the CBs today and spending the day as a lady of leisure?
I prefer to think of it as sending them off to have fun…and yes, they’re gone.
Unfortunately, I am working away feverishly on my timesheets and a lymphoma paper due next Tuesday.
Are you all ready for your visitor?
Ah, I thought that the exam you took was it. Is the paper it?
Since I have given up on the idea of actually removing all the dog hair from the house, yes.
No, you were right, the exam was it.
The paper is work.
Morning CG.
Hi FamilyMan. How are you this fine morning? Company all gone?
Yep company is gone and it’s just me and Family Mom.
So now I get to do all the things I was putting off while company was here.
I just love it when virtual friends get real.
Have a wonderful time, both of you.
It is cool!
But I wonder… will we only see photos of their socked feet?? 🙂
Family Mom is up and I’ve got to get breakfast ready.
I’ll keep checking back.
Everyone have a good day in the pond.
Froggy Bottom Cube Day here
This continues to be a good week. I got another editing project cleared yesterday and today I’m going to start the final polish on a young adult novel that got stuck on the back burner for the past five months. That’ll be finished tuesdayish and then it’ll be my agent’s problem. Maybe five more days of work on back projects after that and then I’ll actually be completely free to start something new. Between the crossed off stuff and the PW starred review, I’m feeling no pain.
Tea Today: Diet Cherry Pepsi. Sigh. But what I’d really like is a big old mug of Earl Grayer.
TTFN
I kept reading as this was closed and was waiting for a new cafe. Duh.
last night’s cafe… was really fun and uplifting. Thank you, crazies. If music soothes th savage beast, than last night’s cafe soothed by hardening blisters on my feet.