Managed the dreaded and awkward mattress rotate and flip without hurting myself or breaking anything in the bedroom. 
Random Thoughts 17: Here we go again.
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CycloneErik
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Tonight's standard, easy custodial night was a perfect setup, right until that toilet in the boys' room....
Can finally confirm that snipes are real birds. Had never spied one until late this afternoon. Was beginning to feel like Frazier in the Cheer's episode where they took him "snipe" hunting.
I’m always worried that I’ll hit the ceiling fan with the mattress.Managed the dreaded and awkward mattress rotate and flip without hurting myself or breaking anything in the bedroom.
You could have asked the Russian workout ladies to help you. I’m sure they wouldn’t have thought anything different if you told them you needed help flipping and turning your mattress.Managed the dreaded and awkward mattress rotate and flip without hurting myself or breaking anything in the bedroom.
We had a nice little shore ex this morning...took a little wooden two-masted boat around a couple of islands and anchored in a cove so we could swim for a bit in the Aegean. Nice, easy, relaxing...
So what do these two old farts do afterward? Why, we go climb a steep hill in the heat of the afternoon to score a geocache.
DAMN, we're stupid!
So what do these two old farts do afterward? Why, we go climb a steep hill in the heat of the afternoon to score a geocache.
DAMN, we're stupid!
went hiking on saturday and there was a tree branch in our way. I tried to hulk that thing above my head so the kid/wife could get through and as soon as i lifted i felt that "POP" in the middle of my back and instantly knew i just jacked it up.Managed the dreaded and awkward mattress rotate and flip without hurting myself or breaking anything in the bedroom.
Sorry for your pain, but I'm relieved it didn't involve your mother.
Trying to get rid of this ground hog. Set a trap and baited and everything. Nothing. Pull onto the farm today and take care of some texts and emails. All of a sudden I see the bastard run under my pickup and into a few weeds. Not enough time to grab the gun behind the seat, uncase it, load it and pop it. At least I know where it is and can move the trap.
I can't imagine mowing hay this past summer. The heat was relentless, one day after another. It would feel like 140 degrees in that haymow. I wouldn't mind baling again, but I don't think I will ever miss being up in that boiling hot, dusty haymow.
we've had one living in our burn pile for about half the year.
last one i caught it tore my live trap UP. bent the living hell out of it.
My only "experience" with bailing was pulling into a barn yard with my dad as a little boy. Father was a fuel delivery guy for D-X back than. Was watching from the truck as they hooked and hoisted bails into the barn, old school style. And, a guy got his hand caught as the hook closed. Was pretty bloody. Wasn't the last time my dad's old WWII medic experience came in handy. Still have a letter he wrote me while I was in college. He pulled into a farmyard right after some guy had mangled himself in an auger. Medical peeps said later if my dad hadn't been there he'd likely to have maybe bled to death. After that he added a tourniquet kit to his truck gear.
the groundhog i caught was bigger than a boar coon, i thought. thing was living well on the farm before ol' coach got him.
There was a screw in the tire. About 30 minutes and $27.50 later was back on the road.
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