MMM 349: hybrid

First, some ‘shroom content:

Just Pecking Away

So one might think that a “Pecking Away” post might be about the latest currency of exchange for a maudlin teen child being bartered to a man for chickens, but one would be wrong.

Alas another important study has shown a disturbing trend  in the course of events for the American male.

 

MMM 341: Throwback

I’m running late this morning, and there are still a bunch of backlog images in the binders, so it’ll be the old format this week.  Laura sent me some good images that I didn’t have time to do any real research on, so those will be coming up in the near future when I’ve been a better steward of the images she sent me.

Greeting the sun.  I’d do this, but it’s been raining for 3 days.

MMM 338: Single Father Edition

I have all my limbs and thus no excuses.

Baber Update–1 Year

Dear weirdos,

It’s been awhile so allow  me to update you on the status of the baber.

He’s about a year old.

The end.

BUT

Holy fish stick, this is a lot of work. If I would have known how much this little man would cut into my ‘ME’ time I’m not sure I would have made the same decision. I mean, can a guy get a break already? How am I expected to waste 23.5 hours a day if I have to change diapers, rock, feed, and entertain him?

What about me?

And for that matter, what about you?

How do you guys get by everyday without my insight, wit, and honest caring about your day to day obsessions? Who tells you to fuck off? Who urges you to eat those carbs, sleep in, watch a little incest pron, accuse your daughter’s paramour of being a loser and driving a shitty car, plant that weed, give yourself a prostate exam, or try to get in touch with Cyn one more time? Who fake internet laughs at your mom jokes? Who listens to your long boring stories and then responds with a one word phrase? Who pretends to like Hotspur? Who guesses your obscure derpy lyrics? Who admonishes xbrad and then takes a shower to wash off the xbrad?

Who?

And now some baby picture…

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.

MMM336: Laborious Day

Depending on the weather, I’ve got a ton to do today inside or out.  I’m either cleaning out gutters and trimming trees or emptying out boxes and helping the wife make the basement stairs more kid safe.

Had my first real car accident yesterday.  Guy pulled past a stop sign (he had stopped, then started again across the road I was driving on which had no stop sign.  I was going 45 or so (i.e. the limit) and managed to slow us down to about 20 before I clipped his right rear corner.  Superficial damage to the Venza, probably totaled his Malibu.  Nobody hurt, Possum barely noticed or looked up from her tablet, thank God, but I’m a little shaken and won’t look forward to driving for a while.

She’s all bundled up for autumn.

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 332: dismantled apple tree

About 2/3rds of it is onto the burn pile already, with some of the leafy bits still on a tarp in the front yard waiting to be hauled out back.  Couldn’t put a ton of time into it yesterday without getting pretty wiped out, I cut it down and then hauled for about 2 hours total.  90+ degrees both days I worked on it, and I managed to sunburn my back when I was hauling.

Ugh, the Smith machine.

MMM 329: hot and dry, or not

Blazing hot all weekend, so I didn’t get as much done outdoors as I’d have liked.  Got some trees trimmed along the western fence line just as it was starting to rain, but I didn’t get around to hauling them to the burn pile (which is already too large) on Sunday.  Did get a few more things moved out of the sun room, which we’re hoping to have at least presentable by Saturday when we celebrate Possum’s 3rd bday with the family.  Plenty to get ready by then.  At least the lawn is barely growing.

Eva doing a self-check.