Saturday, February 27, 2021

2/27/2021: 'LIFE, SUCH AS IT IS,' UPDATE


I wonder when we will ever get rain! It is too dry! The dust bowl is starting. We need rain!

Of course, I am joking. The last rain changed to sunny, but too warm, for a few days. That has changed to yet another rainy and too warm “winter” weekend. By the way, spring starts on 3/1/2021, not 3/20/2021. We have one more day of “winter.” Spring, as I hope, will be cooler and dryer than “winter” has been. Of course, spring could toss in a good snow or two! That would be good.

Life, Such As It Is

Side note: I finally posted my article, on the new cold virus, on 2/23/2021, Tuesday. I added an addendum, by my comment, today. It was a side note. The socialist propagandists still use the new cold virus, for their nefarious purposes.

Monday, 2/22/2021: it was a rainy day. I was working at home. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, bravely, continues to drive to/from her vice principal/teacher job, in Sevierville, daily. (Her sister, who has Corona Myopia Psychosis in spades, still “teaches” from home. Of the 30 educators in the school building, sister-in-law is the only one who “teaches” from home, as per Mrs. Appalachian Irishman.)

My dentist office had voice mailed and texted my cell phone, on 2/19/2021, Friday, while I was at work, at office, sadly. (I had been in the crapper at the time, taking a leak.) His office gave me notice: my 2/22/2021, Monday, at 9 AM, cleaning appointment is still set.

I had kept the reminder card, since my last annual cleaning. I didn't care. I had my left, upper crown done – 8/13/2020 (temporary filling), 9/21/2020 (temporary crown), and 10/19/2020 (permanent crown set in place). (I have written about it.) They had checked all my teeth. My teeth are fine. I brush and floss three times daily.

On 2/19/2021, after work, I had tried to call and leave voice mail, for my dentist, to say that I ain't coming! His voice mail system did not work, apparently. On 2/22/2021, his assistant called my cell phone (while I was working at home). She wondered if I was in their parking lot. I educated her, very quickly and politely.

I may set an annual cleaning appointment for a date and time in July of this year. Yes, I had some fun!

Tuesday, 2/23/2021: the rain yesterday turned to sunny and too warm. It was the work-a-day usual. I published my last article. (See the above side note).

On 3/29/2016, almost five years ago, I acquired my “bionic” left shoulder, right knee, and right foot. (I have written about it several times.) I was age 55. On 2/23/2021, Tiger Woods, at age 45, acquired his “bionic” right leg area, as best that I can understand. He may have left leg “bionics” also. He made the national news. I did not. One article, for him, is here. I have written my own articles, for me. They start here.

Tiger Woods is 15 years younger than me. He is famous. I am “infamous.” He has about ten years, until he reaches the point that he doesn't notice much difference – if he does all that he can do to help himself recover. I am almost at the five year mark – doing all that I can do to recover. I have about five more years to go. I am ahead of him. I could help him, if he would call me. That's my sarcastic humor, y'all!

Wednesday, 2/24/2021: I worked at home, in the insanity. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman worked to/from, as usual. She'd had told me, on 2/23/2021, that she was NOT going to get a "Corony" shot, at 5:30P today. Today, she arrived home at 5:47P, after having called me. I had no clue why the delay. She didn't tell me, by phone. Upon her arrival – after I'd swept out the garage and played with Molly doggy a long time – she informed me: she had the "Corony" shot, a little earlier than 5:30P. I had already started warming up the left over stew. Well, good, dear! I hope that you don't grow a new ear!

As of this entry, she is not growing a new ear. I assume that her sister will “man up,” to get her “Corony” shot. Afterward, her sister will have no excuse, to continue “teaching” from home.

Thursday, 2/25/2021: on 12/25/2003, Christmas Day, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I were with Dad (who was still alive) and other Ferrell family, at the homeplace. My youngest brother and his wife presented us with Smokie. She became our “little kitty cat.” We had Smokie, until her passing, on 2/25/2015. She had lived almost 12 years. Smokie had been ill a little while. It was a form of feline cancer that the veterinarian could not cure. About 4 AM, while still dark, on 2/25/2015, we buried Smokie, under the back deck. We had been up with her most of the night. We had known her end was near. The temperature was about 15 F.

2/25/2021, I remembered. It's easy to remember. Dad joined Mom, on 1/25/2008. The dates are the same, plus one month and seven years, for Smokie. I wonder if Dad, Mom, Smokie, and the dogs who have gone on (Bandit, Wendy, Buddy) are having a great time. Smokie was a good kitty. All good dogs go to heaven. Good kitties do to. I know it. I can verify it, by logical reasoning.

Friday, 2/26/2021: well, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I survived another work week. The rain was coming. Oh, by the way, Molly doggy is doing wonderfully well. You should see me, as Molly and I play “doggies” outside! You should see us as we play “got 'ems,” when she is inside, every evening. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman should video record it!

Molly and I, however, were robbed of hiking House Mountain together, except for the few times that someone was with us, to help me. Molly and I hiked several times, before my 3/29/2016 “fun” started. We haven't hiked but a few times, when someone was able to help me. We were robbed, Molly! Eventually, we will hike with Bandit, Wendy, Buddy, and even Smokie – in the everlasting hiking realm.


Well, as I had told a neighbor earlier today, I have occupied my time, by this article. The rain held off enough, while I hauled trash. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman did the usual visit to her folks and IGA shopping. She added the Dollar General Store shopping, just for “fun.”

At 5:52 PM, I'm signing off, for now. I'm still working on my next article. It will be on the recent “poly-tics,” in this once great nation.

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