Three Days Later,

….I’ve still got that Peanuts theme music going around in my head. It’s gone from pleasant to dreadful.

I am almost literally drowning in work, and my eyes feel like they are bleeding from staring at the computer for hours on end. There will be a forced break to that tomorrow, though, as we are expecting six square cubic meters of hardwood for the winter tomorrow.

I’m aching already just thinking about all those wheelbarrow trips to the back of the property.

A Blonde Joke

As my current workload is severely curtailing any creativity in my addled brain, I give to you a blond joke. It’s an oldie but goodie.

A man was in his front yard mowing grass, when his attractive blonde neighbor came out of the house and went straight to the mailbox. She opened it, then slammed it shut and stormed back into the house. A little later she came out of her house again, went to the mailbox and again opened it, and slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house she went.

As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, she came out again, marched to the mailbox, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.

Puzzled by her actions the man asked her, “Is something wrong?”

To which she replied, “There certainly is!”

My stupid computer keeps saying, “You’ve got mail!”

Really, VW?

I’m flabbergasted about VW. I mean, as if it isn’t bad enough that most of the free world is being reigned by banks and corporations, permitted to do so by governments that represent the interests of said banks and corporations instead of those of the general public.

Now, a once very reputable major german manufacturer has knowingly (and with knowledge of the german government, according to “The Welt”) practiced large scale deception and fraud.

Instead of using engineering technology to improve emissions, let’s just continue to screw the planet and just make sure we sell cars.

Bravo. Money makes the world go round. What a joy.

Pies and Candy

It is now officially fall at the Tati household, as the first apple pie of the season has been made. (I had to, my refrigerator is overflowing with apples from our apple tree.)


It turned out huge. I made the crust with a different recipe, this time not going with the standard Betty Crocker pie crust, but instead substituting a french pâte brisée. The ingredients aren’t that different (there is no shortening used in the french version – instead, more than a pound of butter). The technique of making the the crust is a bit different, however.


It’s the flakiest pie crust I’ve ever managed to produce. It is delicious, if I may say so myself.

The afternoon found me at our local annual Market Sunday, where the booths were pretty much the same as every year. Some of my favorite booths weren’t present, such as the one that sells wooden cooking spoons and wooden brushes of all sorts. So, I bought nothing but the nostalgic candy from the big candy stand. All of that good stuff I used to eat as a child and am happy to buy at the annual Market each year:


There was a new play setup for children. A portable water pool was set up and the kids could get into large watertight plastic “bubbles” and horse around on the water surface. By the looks of it, they were having a blast.


What a Sunday

….it’s turning out to be.

It started just fine with homemade blueberry pancakes and went all downhill from there.

The other discus fish that was afflicted with hole in the head disease and who looked like he was going to pull through was well into the process of dying when I turned on the aquarium light.

We finally figured out a way to bathe Tobi without having to lift him into the bathtub. I have a long length of garden hose attached to a strong pump that I use for changing the water in the aquarium. I filled the bathtub with warm water and put the hose throught the livingroom and out the dining room window to the lawn, where Tobi got his bath this morning. He actually seemed to enjoy it.

We took him to the vet yesterday, as his elbows refuse to heal and he had started getting a loud and raspy cough, which appears better today probably due to the cortisone/antibiotic shot he got and will be getting again on Monday.

The last few days have been rough with Tobi, he’s been biting at his arms and scratching at (what I thought) were the elbows. It’s gotten continually worse and I’ve been jumping up from whatever I’m doing and interrupting him from scratching himself constantly.

After his bath, he started scratching and biting again, so I got down on the floor with him and examined some of the small bald patches he’s been getting.

Fleas. I saw at least two fleas in a square inch area. No wonder he’s been scratching and biting. I feel so stupid for not thinking of it, but he’s almost 15 and he has never had fleas. Never ever. Luckily, I still have a supply of tick/flea drops and immediately put a dosage on his neck. I hope it will give him some quick relief.

Now, I think I need to do vacuuming. Lots. And maybe I’ll wash all of the carpets and get the steam cleaner out too.

But first I’m going to throw a steak on the grill for the old guy.
After all, it is Sunday.

Not Even Halloween Yet

I lost one of my discus fish to “hole in the head” disease yesterday. Yes, and the disease is every bit  as nasty as it sounds.

As I went out to the wood shed to fetch the shovel (fish at my house are pets and deserve to be buried), I found a very small, very young and very dead bat on my porch.

I buried them both together. Hope they don’t mind.