I just got through watching Bongino’s podcast for today and I love it when Joe does his best 1960’s game show host voice with “Iiiiit’s Friiiiiiidaaaaay!” Somehow, Thursday eluded me and I totally forgot to post something. Gosh. Blink and you miss something.
I really enjoyed the podcast today and I’m eagerly awaiting the release of Trump’s Truth Social for android and web browser. Everyone is raving about the Iphone version so far and it seems it will be on Rumble as well. Bongino referenced the movie Johnny Dangerously today in his podcast. I love that stupid movie! We are always quoting lines from it. My favorite is Roman Maroni’s ‘fargin bastages’ and ‘fargin ice holes’, among others…but, I digress.
I can hardly believe it but it’s windier today than it has been the last several days with wind gusts up to 40 mph. Geesh! Calm down already! I made a quick trip to town for the mail and to pick up something for Brad’s irritating cough. Our doc called something in for him and he’s got plenty of throat lozenges so that’s helping. I’m not bothered by a cough as such, thank goodness. I think it’s all the crap in the air that’s irritated our lungs and sinuses. We need the wind to calm down and a good soaking rain to settle the dust.
So, I got out the box of dishcloths that I’m making for my daughter and decided that four of each kind was a good goal. I’m working on the fourth one in variegated yellow and then I’ll do another in solid yellow. Then I have two shades of solid blue to work with, and more towels to knit. And I’m still working on my bathroom hand towel and planning that summer sweater in my head. I’ll get finished with the cotton yarn before long and settle on some fingering yarn for the sweater. At some point I will finish the three pairs of socks currently on the needles. Like I say, I have no reason to be bored. Ever.
I’ve started “Enemy of the State”, another Mitch Rapp novel, to keep me occupied when I’m knitting plain garter stitch and I’ve found a Midsomer Murder episode to stream while Brad naps. I don’t need to worry about preparing dinner since we’ll have left-overs tonight. I made a pretty large Tuna Casserole last night and we’ll heat up some for our evening meal later.
Yesterday I was in the mood to cook and I made home-made Scrambled Egg Croissants for breakfast. I had four fresh croissants from the bakery and went ahead and scrambled six eggs into sauteed green onion, baby sweet peppers and chopped, smoked turkey. Oh, my. That was wonderful! We had one each for breakfast yesterday and I heated the other two this morning. I dished up some fresh strawberries and blueberries as well. Brad made a full pot of coffee and we really enjoyed it.
He was supposed to teach a class at a local gun range tomorrow but had to cancel. The owner can reschedule and made sure Brad knew it wasn’t a problem. He hates to let Robert down, but there was no way he could be out in this wind with his congestion and cough. Such is life. It’s never dull around here.
I’ve got a couple of things I want to get done in town, haircut for me and a good washing for my SUV, but it will have to wait until next week. Our son-in-law will be out tomorrow to re-hang a bedroom door that won’t shut properly. We had a problem with it last summer and our regular contractor adjusted it, but then we had some foundation work done a few months later and it basically messed up what he had done. The floor is level, it’s just that the door jamb needs to be adjusted, and there is another door that won’t latch properly. It won’t take David long at all to take care of it.
For some weird reason the air intake for our A/C system started making a whistling noise a few days ago. We changed the filter but it didn’t help. Then, last night just as I was heading to bed, I had a light bulb moment. I opened the grate and turned the filter 90° so that the pleats in the fabric were no longer running the same direction as the slots in the grate and, Voila! Problem solved! I’m so thankful we have a good heat pump system with a whole house air filter. Now if I could only keep up with the bloomin’ house dust…
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