S'posed to be going to the VFW for a yummy rib dinner with our friends down the street but Hunter isn't home yet. He went shopping with our Vietnamese neighbor to get ingredients for the spring rolls she makes. Hunter is going there tomorrow to have her teach him how to make them. Found out late last night that her hubby will be there and also the Mexican couple that lives behind us. Me? Not invited, thought of-but really wouldn't want to go anyway. Last time I was there they had live chickens in their garage-not allowed in our village-and she was slitting their throats and draining their blood to make blood soup. opps - gotta go hang my sheets!
Hmm. How many days ago did I start this? Was going to say that VFW stood for very fine whiskey but at the last minute I remembered the last time we were there and whatever was used for the mixer in my drink was moldy. They don't clean the lines out. Glad I remembered to bring my own bottle of water. Mai did not. She ordered water and it too was moldy. Just yuk. I don't want to go there anymore. Hunter was gone all day. I got lot done-what with having access to my kitchen and laundry room. Then I went to thrift shop to get a basket for my pumpkin/corn stalk display by my lamp post out front. Guess that's it for now. My blog is beoming tricky to access now too. I go round and round trying to get in and at some point, I hit: create new. That puts me right to my blog Weird, huh?
Am up here doing this because I actually want to watch tv but since that's also messed up-to be fair it is old- I have to let it make all the fuzz and noise it wants until it gets over itself and works right. I have stuff on dvr but since it's such a bitch to wait for the TV, all I seem to do when I do get to watch tv is to delete suff to make room to record more shows that I won't be able to watch.
Thanks for being here for me. I seem to be invsible again. Does that mean I am a size zero? Sounds like we are going somewhere for step-son's girlfriend Shabath's birthday on Sunday. His last girlfriend's name was Kasia. Whatever happened to Dick, Jane and Sally? Guess it's not as bad as Apple or Blanket right?
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Hmmm... your neighbor seems a bit sketchy. I would definitely stay on her good side lest she start twisting chicken bones in the form of your body and chanting strange verses that include your name...
Sorry you had such "peculiar" experiences. I do hope life improves this week. If life does not improve, is whisky and 7/7 the best response. Or solution. (Pardon the pun; they come quite naturally to Bear.)
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