The title to my last article was pretty good! Why not stick with the pattern? Greetings, to my “millions” of readers!
9/17/2019, Tuesday, workday, Dad’s birthday, in 1927: my youngest brother and his wife went to Knoxville, for a follow up appointment, to her left foot surgery, of 9/4/2019 (Papaw Wood’s birthday, in 1901). Here’s a photo that my brother took of his wife’s left foot, at the surgeon’s office. Ain’t it a “purty” foot?
My sister-in-law is allowed to place weight on her surgically repaired, “bionic,” left foot but not walk on it yet.
That’s at least better than my 2016 “fun.” On 3/29/2016, I didn’t die, when the idiot failed to yield to my right of way. I was unaware of what was going on, during my left shoulder and right knee surgeries. I knew what was going on, before my 4/13/2016 right foot surgery. We are making progress here. (I wonder if the Good Lord cares, in the short-term. He cares and knows the long-term.)
9/19/2019, Thursday: it was a workday for me. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman took a day off, to take her father to a medical appointment. I remember when I did that for Mom and Dad, back in the day. Remember these days, dear! You honor your father, as you did your mother before she passed.
9/20/2019, Friday: why did our mower guy mow today? It’s been too hot, too dang hot! It has not rained all month! Why did he mow? Do I need to fire him and start mowing myself? I can do it. I have power in my body, such as it is. I’d rather take the easier route, by paying someone else to mow right now. We’ll see what happens.
By the way, I suppose that “Algore” was right, on the global warming, global climate change -- or bovine excrement (as I call it). Why is Greenland called Greenland, when it is not very green now? I could ramble on with proof, but I won’t, today!
9/21/2019, Saturday, today: for me, it was a usual day -- monthly haircut, good truck wash, and Tractor Supply. (I'd treated my new, ol' truck to a wash last Saturday also.) I found and bought almost everything that we had needed, at the Tractor Supply, for Molly “puppy!” Get the Milkbone “doggys,” in the plastic bottle, while they're in stock!
Thankfully, I also found and bought the last pecan log that the Tractor Supply had in stock! Last month, there were none. I had given the empty box to and informed the clerk! Two months ago, there were none. I had informed the clerk. Today, however, I have my monthly Tractor Supply pecan log! The photograph is below.
How ‘bout them “Vowels” today? They got their backsides handed to them, again, as usual, by Flor-i-Da! I hope that my Georgia Bulldogs do much better, against “them thar” fake Irishmen, at 8 PM, this evening!
As a brief side note, on world disasters and USA politics, crap just keeps happening. That’s why “this world is not my home; I’m just a passin’ through.” Politics? It’s from poli (many) + tics (tics) = many tick suckers! That's my brief side note.
Y’all keep turning right and going straight out there, ya hear?