What's up today (bullchiting) thread.

Snowstorm

 

Great. They were calling for another storm Wednesday night into Thursday. Now it's changed to Thursday night right to Friday night. That could affect the roads into Saturday. I can handle it on weekdays, but on the weekends? I have stuff to do.

 

Thank you sir. And happy birthday to your wife also

 

Canadian border VT Happy Birthday to your wife ,

 

It’s great we are doing drugs! Filling dad’s daily pill with warfarin entresto cumadin A great night

 

Happy birthday to your wife as well!!

 

X2!

 

"I had stuff to do" Fixed it for you.

 

Happy birthday to your Mrs. Canadian border VT

 

"I'm not staring blindly like a statue,
I'm not about to follow where I'm led, like a sheep.
I won't skulk my way through life like a zombie,
Burnt out, semi dead and half asleep.
Sometimes I might hide away like a hermit,
But I refuse to hibernate like a bear.
I'm gazing at what the bright light illuminates,
Not staring into it like a wayward deer.
I cut my own path, and I follow it forever,
Like a river.

I'm not displaying all that's inside me like a window,
Have to keep the lookers guessing, like a mime.
I may carry traces of where I've been before,
Even if my surfaces shines in sunlight like a dime.
And I can't slow down, or they'll see what's underneath me,
Like a River.

I may look the same from day to day,
But come back in many years and you may find me a different way.
I leak into my surroundings, give back to the land that carries me,
But I collect traces from my travels, and I carry them with me,
And I just can't help myself, I have to head toward the sea,
Like a river.

I'm in a constant state of change, though you can't tell by my face,
The fibers of my being constantly shed and then replaced.
I have to take what I am given, and carry it with me,
But I have to give back where I'm directed, not where I want or where need be,
And I'm taken for granted by those who've never had to do without me,
Like a river.

I have my own path in this world to follow, traveled it a long time, know it well.
But if you pollute me I'll carry it with me, and end up harming someone else.
I don't mean to, but I can't help it, fact is we're all what someone makes.
And life is supposed to be a harmony of give and take,
Like a river.

In one way I am simple, but I'm unique in my own way,
There's not another out there quite like me, I would dare venture to say,
You look at me quick, I seem to be the same as all my kind,
But watch me long enough, and I might leave you mesmerized, you'll find.
But I'm cold if you try to walk over me,
Like a river.

My path I've carved out guides me, takes me where I need to go.
I don't make any big waves, I just go with my own Flow.
I'm peaceful if I'm given what I need to get me by,
But if I'm overloaded too much, then I'll start running high.
And the storm only makes me stronger,
Like a river.

Well I try to make a difference but I'm only one,
and it seems like it's so hard to make a difference all alone.
But if enough of us work together, we just might get it done.
I refuse to change, I just keep running the way I'm meant to run,
But I end up running into something bigger than myself and blending in,
Like a river."

 

Well, yup. Haha.

 

I agree with you on that Dennis. A good cleaning, make it useable and keep all the age marks. The history that cabinet has seen is probertly a book full or more.

 

VA has purchased me a new mobility chair. So fortunate to have them provide this. I've been so limited. This should improve things a lot.
So glad I don't have to pay for this. The one the VA provides is much better than the one Medicare will pay for. I get to pick it up next week.

 

That was almost the same conditions for my morning yesterday - except there was a good breeze that kept changing direction. Had to pay attention to the windmill to know which way to aim the chute, or when to just stay put for a minute and let the breezed change direction again. I need to put a windmill in the back yard - I hate having that chit blows back in my face and neck.

 

Without context I first read "Hippy Body"

 

Down the back of the neck is the worst!

 

Balaclava, a hood and ski googles are a must when the snow is powder and the wind is blowing!

 

You’re right.