I think I emptied the whole d*** computer! I don't know what happened after I did that, but NOTHING would work right, I couldn't get my email, I couldn't log in to my own Blogger account, I had a horrible time getting on the Internet (unless I used Google Chrome... ??? And that was iffy), so I was busy the last little bit trying to get my poor bucket o' bits back to (some sort of) normal. I have my mail back up, I am now working on Blogger, so if you are reading this, I hopefully solved part of the problem, at any rate, I was able to sign in and save my blog.
Then I will hopefully be able to comment on everyone's blog again, which was the POINT of the exercise! (eye roll inserted here!)
Unfortunately, this is where Husband's starting to make noises about me getting a new computer. I am hoping that isn't going to be the case. I like this computer, and what I am saving for at the moment is for a shelter for critters, not bits and bites storage. But, as we all know, we make plans and the Universe holds its sides laughing...
The chicks are doing well, Husband put a big ol' block in front of the door of the hen house, so they won't run outside without Mom. We have a stray cat here now... I seem to have the Devil's own luck with felines around here. However, said feline hasn't strayed into the hen house, and I have a feeling, if Taurus would get a hold of him, he would be short one tail, and maybe 2 lives, so I am not really concerned.
I got out the scythe, and cut some of the
I have been getting set up with what things I will be doing as a Sheriff's Office Ambassador, and I think I mentioned one will be fishing. I guess they have a group thing called Cast with a Cop. Children who are in foster care, and have never fished, get to go out and have a fishing day. We help with the worm insertion on the hook (or whatever they will use), and we get to clean fish for the kids. (Or, I suppose, release, if they don't want to keep said fish.) So, I am wondering, I am supposed to be in "uniform" for this. Do you think they will supply an apron or some such so I won't manage to get fishy goo on my clothes? Let's just say, I would like to have my outfit not have Ode du Fishgut as the leading smell...
I thought I would be fishing twice (!), the second, however, would be more on the order of handing out safety info to people. That seems like it would be fun in its own way. People watching is a cool sport, in and of itself. And I guess there is several other events that I might be helping with, as time goes on. So, I guess I will tell you more... As time goes on!
Have to share, I was at the substation, and one of the deputies, a Sgt., who always tries to be big ol' cop guy, had a visitor. It was his 2 year old grandson. I told him who was there, and he walks out all big ol' cop, then sees grandson.
He leans way over, makes a big kissy face, and says, "How's my Booboo?!!??!?" He then scoops up said grandson for the 'grand tour' of the office, which for some strange reason, stopped immediately upon sighting of cookies... After a cookie break, Grandpa gave grandson a whistle. Mom decided whistle was going into HER pocket, so there would be no surprise blasts in the car.
Meanwhile, Grandpa was chatting away, holding grandson up on his chest. Grandson discovered Grandpa's microphone on his shoulder. This lead to some exceedinly dextorous moves by Grandpa to nearly simultaniously: turn off the radio, take the mike from grandson, and scoot him out of arm's reach of same, all while asking if he'd give Grandpa a kiss. (Grandson did...)
After they'd left, I noticed that Sgt. was sort of a cross between big ol' cop and goofy Grandpa. (But he did remember to turn his radio back on...) It's fun to see when the guys there can slip into just "people" mode.
Especially when there are little ones involved, since it usually makes the biggest and baddest into the fluffiest and goofiest!