damned noise

This one come onto me evening last 250* from do north off my nose, and again this morning coming 110* and the original 250* of my nose. I’m suffering from a severe case of tinnitus. Believe my words this is the worst and loudest this personal phenomena has ever been with me. So loud there are no escapes with only one exception, sleep. It isn’t a pleasing Spring sound of peepers or crickets. I was hit with this malady this place in time with a medium high pitched whine. I may have it now, the sound I mean. It reminds me of a high speed electric motor with a bearing on the verge of going out. Most annoying!
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Was a nice day for outdoor activities which I stayed with until Brother had to give it up. That’s alright I’ve plenty other things keep me busy: My firewood to bring in, chores, and worst of all sorting through all my old stuff deciding what’s worth keeping and even more so what priceless gems to throw away. There’s all my art works? Do I or do I not want to save them for my kids? Maybe some? Which ones? And then there’s just plainly accumulations of pure junk. Egad’s, the expired batteries I should return to the super market for either recycling or proper disposal. That one could really iritate me. They want to collecta dime for every battery I turn in. It’d really piss me off if they trashed them? I can do that for myself and save a piggy bank full of dimes.
And what’d I do outside today? I was half in and out of the shop with my time. Ford tractor battery hadn’t been fully revived as yet. Maybe tomorrow. Took my pen titrating oil solution out to lube the old snow blower drive chain. The pump refusing to work I opened the cap a turn and dribbled oil as best I could over it. Where I left the 4010 sitting for the winter I need stretch out a power cord for a heavy duty 110 volt tractor battery booster. Looked at need to make a new battery rake (tray) for the Tall Ollie. Primarily a summer tractor one battery aught to be enough.
Gosh it wasn’t until I got home did I realize how pretty a day it had been. I had been outdoors all day with my flaps up. Prettiest part of the day? Watching the snow fall. We may even have an inch or three accumulation. I’ve been so jealous the rest of the nation finally getting there fair share after our taking care of the white stuff so many years after years. (hehe haha hoho) As Red Button’s had said, “Strange things are happening. (haha hoho hehe)
Jeeze, at long last Frieda’s feeling a lot better with a bit of a now and then coughing spell, I’ll accept is keeping her lungs clear. Now while she’s feeling better my nose has started the running heebeegeebees!
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Hope yet another picture of the ceramic village entertains.

With the exception of all I’ve forgetten for today, this is good night. Crap, I think I’ve gotten Frieda’s cold.So, I’v got to lay it down earlier than usual. BGKC.
Fernan

Some Ideas

I can't really complain about our Michigan weather thus far. A couple cold days joined with some bitter winds over the Holidays kept me inside but didn't have anything what critically needed doing outside this time, this year..
Think I’ll to try to make some brackets for mounting a seat replacement on the Tall Ollie.
prepared for any deeper snops.
Besides now that the Holidays are past, I need to reestablish some constructive work hobbits.
I get that Ollie out of the shop. I want to get Ugly inside for a couple days to make fix the defrosters-heater. Then I can move in my snow blower for a new bottom. Hopefully the drive chain may be lubricated back into an unrust-frozen usable condition.
Now that I've said it, lets see if I can do-it?
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Yup, had some great ideas for plans. But then checking out Ford tractor I found literally found the battery frozen dead. Removing it I took it into Ray’s house for a slow thaw. He said he’s put a slow charge into it later. So, it’ll be tomorrow or the next day we’ll find out if the battery’s any good. That was so much for bringing tractor home. Tinkered a bit, did chores both ends of the road and threw more stuff out from about this house. I’m making headway but it is slow. This then had been my day. Difficult to measure any accomplishments. Well maybe not? I hadn’t accomplished anything making a worth difference around here. Oh well, Moma told me there’d be days like this. BGKC
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About these Christmas decorations:
Frieda and I were invited to a neighbor’s home Christmas Eve’s own night before Christmas.
Seeing these my first time I must have stood in the middle of her living room for at least an hour my eyes taking all these ceramic models(?). Then sitting for another hour I repeatedly got back up to look closer at this or that image teasing my eye. I finally couldn’t let them go without taking some of them along with even if only in pictures.
Since I’ve seen my pictures, I’d really like to try and do a better job capturing better each one of them. And a big plus, her family find and put out the remaining missing pieces.

Right now I’m hoping and wishing the elderly lady well and back home soon recovered from her most recent bout with pneumonia.
Fernan

January re-up.

21* and snow flurries forecasted.
Giving it no thought I had my coffee, and put away two enormous custard éclairs for breakfast, thinking nothing of their sugar content.
Well rested for'em, willingly prepared to take'em all on this morning, I was on the road.
Feeling exceptionally well I’ve been going through this routine twice a year a countless number years before this day, I was aware what’d happen. After all the expected pinching, poking, hand holding, incriminating pictures taken, then Doc'd come in and likely renew all my prescriptions.
Second best part I had to look forward to, was Ugly's easy start for this morning's adventures? As it worked out Ugly hadn’t disappointed me!
Upon my getting back. The appointment was everything I said it'd be plus a wiggly line drawing on a single sheet of paper drawn for my heart for my easily laid out personage and then kept on my toes for some passing me around in those cubicle's behind Doc's office.
Yup. It was just as I had predicted. When the techs finished having their ways with me Doc confronted me with the news. My sugar was a bit high for all the sugar I had eatened just before my check up and all my medications were simply re-upped.
One more stop before returning home found me asking questions of my drug pusher and getting good sound answers, my bringing home a better patent medication to strengthen Her Mostess’s bones.
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In an effort to try to bring some resemblance of manageable order with-in these four walls, I have while sorting self-destructing trash from things worthy saving, I’ve come upon a marvelous set of Popular Mechanics encyclopedias printed in the mid 1950‘s. I do believe a fair lady had been asking me of them only a-few days past. Finding them only affirms what I have wanted to build for the last fifteen years, two book cases. I swear, they’ll be built soon. BGKC.
Fernan


I hope these pictures are enjoyed. I’m afraid, my mixing them up I may only put up a couple more.

back at it

I guy may have the damnest good time in the most unusual places. Places unknown for their deeper entertainment quality. My day started with my having unwire a couple lower element water heater disconnections. Into it I gets a call from Handy. He needs ride to pick-up and have filled a prescription for his son. I asked him for a few minutes time and I’d pick him up. Illnesses get my immediate attention in my neighborhood. On down the road I asked him to remind me I having to pick-up some electrical tape on our way back passing the shop, when we’d returning via another direction. In our travels while Handy waited on son’s prescription filling I picked up a few things and more.
I don’t know how many times I looked for Frieda’s wanted grated parmesan cheese? I’ve been unable to find either an economical generic or store brand, my refusing to pay the fancy name brand price. Seeing the store manger coming my way I indicated I wanted a word with him. In all honesty I was going to get my way about the forever missing cheese matter once and for all. “Where’s the store brand grated parmesan cheese?“ I had nicely asked. He answered me with perfect Yankee diction, ”You are standing right beside it!” Right there off my right shoulder, shelves filled with varied sized packages of the grated matter under many differe nt labels. My relating this matter’s outcome with Her Mostess, she says, “You idiot!”
Humph! I had not only gotten hit from the store manager. I had also gotten the other barrel at home from my (loving?) spouse.
Making some points with the Old Lady I had seen and got a half price off after Christmas tree deal on a fir tree. So a few needles will fall. It wouldn’t be a Christmas Tree if it didn’t loose needles.
I finished up my electrical job, for the time being anyway. Came home, carried in three days firewood supply forgetting I had groceries on the back of Ugly truck. When I had remembered them, being cold out I didn’t have to worry about spoilage. The bag of oranges had ought to be well chilled for any late evening snack by time I remembered. That outdoor cold had kept my shopping fresh until I had thought to bring that box full in where it belonged.
What’d come next? Chores both ends the road had to be done; the trash packed, set out; and all my mail carried in. My chair felt of so good this evening, readied for bed and wrapped in my blanky. Life had been good today.
Anybody for a mid week barn dance?

BGKC
Fernan

What time zit?

Crap! I woke up an hour and a half ago. I don't know why? So puzzling a nature call wasn't even involved. The furnace was/is going? I didn't ask this of it? The wood stove needs my attention? Yeah that's go to be it? Time to feed it as per-habit. I did that. Yeah so simple an act out of habit, I raked up the coals and did my fire cribbing thing and sat down. I wanted to lay down but was no longer sleepy. Double crapola! Maybe if I have a snack? Yeah, I open the refrigerator door. What'll I have what ain't fattening for a change. I've grown to sizes larger around the waist. Milk, cheese, ice-cream, I just naturally like dairy products. Triple crappola. I pulled out the bottom drawer and grabbed the next to the last orange. Yeah I like munching an near ice hearted orange. Can't drink the stuff but munching's okay. I sleepily look at the clock. quadrupled crap I been up to long. I'll never wake up at my regular time, rattler taking's time less than an hour away. Yeah, might as well sort, take, and lay it back down.
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Old John's given me a time this morning with the get going. Only thing I didn't have to have was kick'im in the ass. While he's a wakened he's cussed stubborn to go either this way or that and I need'im to pickup and carry his end of the load.
Bless'em ain't herd a thing out of the ladies. If they have said anything its frozen in mid-air and I wont hear it until their words thaw.
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Back in the house I ain’t waiting for no beer o’thirty. While John hadn’t needed a stimulant for the get go this AM, now that we’re back I DO!
Way I see it, its time for a Coffee Royal or two to wrap my aching fingers around while also warming my gullet at the same time. I wonder if they’s such a thing as electric gloves?
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Spent some of the afternoon working on out going mail. Boring! Some was Frieda’s Hostile entry forms. Then there was Frieda’s long over do malfunctioning first free senior citizen cell phone return. The Farm bureau dues needed shipment. Plus more such fun to occupy my time. Busy fingers are not near as cold stiff if kept occupied.
Afternoon chores were just as cold as the morning ones. To do them required Ugly’s participation taking me down the road. Ugly started near flawlessly. Then I let it warm up bit over a few moments time so’s it didn’t take a notion to stall just out of the driveway. On Getting back the ladies were gathered quietly about the water fountain, perhaps whispering things they didn‘t want me to hear. Suspicious I tried sneaking up on them, only one of them saw me coming the bunch this side the fountain moved away not quite taking their secret with them. My finding the fountain empty I surmised either one of them had drinkened all the water or it had froze for some ultra earthly reason.
Taking the side access panel out with my Ugly’s dash carried handy dandy screwdriver, I immediately saw the trouble. Unless my eyes deceived I think I left out a very important light bulb and its codependent socket. So it was a quick trip to the shop for socket for my Ugly carried light bulb. Off my barn’s shelf I brought out Frieda’s hair driver and commenced to blow dry the freshest of air under the fountain bowls. It only took a few moments to have the water running again. That’ll teach them for drinking it dry…at least until next time. So good to be home, warmth only an opened and closed door away, I simply forgot to grab an arm full of wood on the way in, Once I was in I wasn’t going back outside. BGKC.
Fernan

The carousal in this picture is an actually working Merry-Go-Round with a couple music selections.

I’m up

4:00 AM and I’m awake. The stove needs tending. But I lay here listening to the varied sounds around me, the house. The nature call I thought I felt I might not have been the first. Frieda’s moving around sounds as if she’s already relieving one of Nature’s necessities. I don’t want to move until I’m sure the way’s clear for my visiting the facilities.
Unable to hold off any longer I listen all the harder and I hear still more sounds, but this is it, I gotta go. Only first, oh yeah, Frieda’s gone back to bed and is talking to the cat. And its when ya got to go, lfore and aft the stove’s internal hearth. On either side the coals I laid a fitting chunk of wood also fore’n’aft. Over these pieces I added (cribbed) four more assorted pieces over/across the first two, and closed the door.
Laying back down the house seems even quieter. Everyone else supposedly asleep there are/were more sounds I hadn’t heard like we’ve a thunder storm ragging over head outdoors. My curiosity getting the better of me, I’m already awake I get up; and, turning try the front door light on I looking out the front door, only all the lexon panes are frosted, mean frosted, over. I can’t see anything and I wasn’t going to open that door for curiosity’s sake and a cold blast of winter air. A look outside will have to wait until dawn. Laid down a couple moments later here come the fat assed cat (Della). Interestingly enough the cat come to us already named Della, which just so happens to ve the same as Frieda’s only surviving and younger sister. Continued laying quietly straining to listen for more sounds; only, I there were any, they were just drowned out by the stoves stack fan coming on to circulate the stove’s generated hat about the house.
Any more performances that might have been heard in the dark drowned out for sure there was no sense staying awake; only, sleep wasn’t coming easily. What the heck, I got up and wrote these ridiculous dark of the night impressions with my keyboard on my computer. I’ve noticed two things. One of them I’ve about worn the word “only” out in my even more ridiculous mid-night worded ramblings, and secondly, I finally find myself sleepy and wanting to lay back down. Good’en Night. ZZZZZZZZZZ
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Having laid back down, I’ve the TV on to drown out all the ga-jillians of crickets having taken over my hearing. The only thing on the tellee at this hour was a T&A flick with a decent sound track. It was better’en listening than all the emotional and/or horrorific bloody offerings to suffer. And then while laying there It come to mind I was to look at Frieda’s breathing apparatus a couple days ago. Well, all wasn’t lost I managed to fix her sewing machine. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
(an addendum) Those Z’s cam over my listening to Donkey arguing with Shrek as they were about to rescue pretty Princess Fiona.
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Officially waking up late, I had slept hard. I mean I must have put everything into it. I woke so late it been long gone past breakfast. Had I been on the once upon a time time-clock working world. Even from here it were a catch-up time for a spell even for laziness. (sigh)
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So cold here this morning when I went out to the chores, I was alright here. However, when I wanted Ugly to wake up and take me down the road, the mechanical beast denied me its cooperation. I turned over well for three tries and that was that. Bringing out the heavy charger on Ugly’s innards I carried firewood into the house. I took time enough to bring two/three days supply. Trying Ugly agin it was a no go. Rather than contaminate the crankcase oil with gasoline washing down the cylinder walls I call Ray it pick me up the van had started and we did his chores together including loading the Polaris ranger high with firewood. Back home I swapped in a smaller battery charger for the big one on Ugly. The idea keep the battery warn for more starting power tomorrow. Another help the weather’s supposed to warm some tomorrow. Right now it is just so long as Ugly starts Tuesday next for my bi-annual checkup and Frieda’s cold if it isn’t better by then.
Frieda sounding worse all the time starting to talk with a tart’s sounding huskier voice. Gosh I had to do something before she got well enough to start anything I couldn’t finish. I called one of Frieda’s girl friends. I got one of her son’s and he sent his brother over to run me into the Crossroads.
Sheesh! I wish when we get sick we could mean or say what it actually is we may want or need. Frieda had told me she wanted “Day Quill” for her throat and “Vicks” for her nose. Picking up bread and milk, seeing the pharmacist I asked him about Frieda’s nose swabbing medication choice. It was just as bad as I had thought it have been, he recommended Neosporin cream on a swab run up her nose. Already having some of that on his recommendation that need was taken care of. As for the Day Quill my checking the cough medication stock shelves the product was offered in three price ranges: Night Quill‘s, The retailer’s brand, and finally an off brand name the least expensive of all three. This product I loaded up on with two giant economy sizes. Reading the label free booze content, Frieda wont need a designated driver for taking this stuff any time soon. Her fun meal? Chicken noodle soup and crackers.
What good did I accomplish if any today? I slowed down one of the basement drafts coming up stairs. I witnessed the furnace working on its own. Good idea. I must remember to adjust thermostat accordingly for continued kicking’s the dungeon’s firey
dragon.

Anything worthwhile accomplished today? If dressing, undressing and redressing without mommy’s help for the cold accounts for anything I did alright today. BGKC.
Fernan

12-31-o9 Last Yrs Mistake

It was a quiet evening to say the least. Frieda and I sharing our company in near total silence became to much. While I played with the new cable box and remote Frieda read her book. The TV a near total bore even with hundreds of channels to choose I finally settled into one of them wilderness offerings. Inspired, I interrupted her reading, and asked, “Do you remember some of our camping trips, hikes, camp fires, smoked vittles, my way of getting into my sleeping bag.”
Looking at me, I had finally gotten her attention, and she asked me, “How was that, Dear?”
Knowing better, I told her, “I woke you up first.”
I got one dirty look, she silently threw her TV comforter to one side, got up and went to bed. So much for cheerful companionship. Herr Clink went to bed without me. Falling off to sleep alone I don’t remember bringing in the new year. While I should have known better, the devil made me say it.
Thankfully all was forgiven before sun up, my warming rolls and fixing coffee.
After all it is a New Year…..
Be exstreamly Good, Kind, and Careful.
Fernan