MMM 337: Summer’s End

You’ve got a little less than 2 weeks until Summer 2018 ends.  Make the most of it.

Kitty phone.

MMM 333: Summer wanes

It’s still pretty darned hot here, but the nights are getting cooler.  Make the most of what remains if you’re due for snow in a few months.

She looks good in snow.

MMM 330: Nobody died

We did a full 48 hours without mom this weekend, and it went as well as could be expected.  I was exhausted afterward and just barely made it out of bed this morning, though.  Should be a fun week on the job.

It took 45 minutes to get her hair to look right.  Just speculating.

MMM328: heat wave again

Been in the low to mid 90s for about a week, hot enough that I’m afraid to run the lawnmower and haven’t even wanted to go outside to do anything, even though it’s been sunny.  Did about 5 hours in the lake swimming with the family on Saturday, and that about wrecked me for Sunday.  Did manage to cut down a small cherry tree on Friday that was way too close to the house.  Debating whether the apple tree needs the same treatment.  What kind of moron puts an apple tree 5′ from a foundation wall?

Kayli Ann

MMM 322: Hot wire

So the solar box we’d initially bought to power the horse fence lasted approximately one day installed, then stopped delivering the requisite zap. So yesterday I dug a 60′ trench, buried the cable, and now our new fence is on-grid and the solar box is hopefully going back to the factory for a stern talking-to.  Fortunately (?), all four equines are still with us.  Still lots and lots of unpacking to do, but I’ve got Thursday and Friday off this week as a gap between contracts.  Should be plenty of time.

High-waisted.

Get Ready!

Time to do something, right now dammit!

MMM 311: Just the goods

I managed to get behind on work over the weekend, so today will be quick.

Looks warm there.

A Farts’ Tale – POS Pooting

Because this is a classy place

&

I am most assuredly a classy guy –

Some Music:

Some Poetry:

“”Sing, sweet bird, I kneen nat where thou art!”
This Nicholas anon let fle a fart
As greet as it had been a thonder-dent
That with the strook he was almost yblent (blinded)
And he was ready with iron hoot
And Nicholas ammyd the ers he smoot.^[7]”

Some Art: (no not that kind)

MMM 307: running low

The binders, that is.  Also, work is going to be weird this week.  We were supposed to be doing a huge thing that required travel and burning disks and now that’s in a Puerto Rican warehouse.

Matching outfit.

MMM 306: The first real Monday

Since last week’s Monday was basically a bye week for Monday enthusiasts, as was the week before that, I’m calling this the first real Monday of 2018.  You don’t read my defunct blog, and shouldn’t, but I posted some goals there for the year.

Today’s pilates workout:

Going to follow that up with my normal calisthenics at some point, maybe just treat this as a dynamic warmup.  I think this would be plenty if I didn’t also want big gunz.

Ikea shopper.