Friday Cat

Happy Thanksgiving

There's lots of time to plan for this.

TG merriment

Try not to grin while you watch someone cutting the pie tomorrow.

Friday Cat

Yeah, it's probably been posted once . . .

. . . that is Sebastian.

Thoughts while . . .

Well, it is November.
So once again I'm not shaving   . . . again.

The winds are blowing  again this week.
The [maybe that should be capitalized, italicized, and bolded?] power utility company for most of the Northstate has announced once more they will be shutting down for the safety of their customers. I guess it's okay to tell you that company is PG&E.
No, not Public Graft and Extortion.

We haven't had any precipitation here for some time.
There has been some spotty stuff, even nearby, but not enough to get exited about.
SoCal is anticipating rain at any moment.
As soon as the low pressure system passes them by the winds here should let up.

The CRUD hasn't entirely departed, but the situation has improved.
It seems to show its ugly side when I want to rest.

The home improvement project has commenced.
Carpet will be installed after Thanksgiving.
So we have a week to prep and paint the walls.
Most of the small stuff has been removed from the room already.
We've had a few thoughts about furniture arrangement.

I thought about where the Muse has gone.
A couple of bloggers who stimulated the Muse are no longer blogging.

Then a squirrel runs by on the fence and all bets are off..

I actually watched  some of Sunday's football game.
She Hulk is a fan and we were having an early dinner so . . .
The Arizona bettors were a bunch of unhappy campers after that last play.

howzat?

Friday cat

CRUD

That's what's bothering me.
I can't find the definition I want, but it's a respiratory thing that causes bouts of coughing any time I lie down.
Sleep has be transient at best.
The problem is most likely an allergy thing.
The cough and irritation seems related to post nasal drip.
It's minor and I have had real medical advice.
Chicken soup, among other things, was suggested.

maybe it's common respiratory undetermined disorder?

Coming soon

So there I was* posting a comment over at the Old AF Sergeant's blog post about house renovations.
I didn't let on at all that right behind me, in the living room, is a project of our own that has been lurking for the past couple of days.
The carpet is to be replaced in the next couple of weeks.
We determined there is no better time to paint a room than just before the old carpet is removed.

I don't mind painting at all.
It's the prep and clean up after that I dread.

That means, too, that I will be pulling the plug on the PC, thus limiting the ability to post and comment.
We'll see if the laptop is up to the task.

it's always somethin'

*SJC - Standard Juvat Caveat = A Fairy Tale begins with "Once upon a time" and a War Story begins with "So, there I was"

I hijacked this from a koobecaf post

We Are Veterans 

We left home as teenagers for an unknown adventure. We loved our country enough to defend it and protect it with our own life. We said goodbye to friends and family and everything we knew. We learned the basics and then we scattered in the wind to the far corners of the Earth. We found new friends and new family. We became brothers and sisters. We had plenty of good times, and plenty of bad times. We didn’t get enough sleep. We smoked and drank too much. We picked up both good and bad habits. We worked hard, and played harder. We didn’t earn a great wage. We experienced the happiness of mail call and the sadness of missing important events. We didn’t know when or even if we were ever going to see home again. We grew up fast, and yet somehow, we never grew up at all. We fought for our freedom as well as the freedom of others. Some of us saw actual combat, and some of us didn’t. Some of us saw the world, and some of us didn’t. Some of us dealt with physical warfare, most of us dealt with psychological warfare. We have seen and experienced and dealt with things that we can’t fully describe or explain. Not all of our sacrifices were physical. We participated in time honored ceremonies and rituals with each other, strengthening our bonds and camaraderie. We counted on each other to get our job done and sometimes to survive it at all. We have dealt with victory and tragedy. We have celebrated and mourned. We lost a few along the way. When our adventure was over, some of us went back home, some of us started somewhere new. Some of us never came home at all. We have told amazing and hilarious stories of our exploits and adventures. We share an unspoken bond with each other that most people don’t have and few will understand. We speak highly of our own branch of service, and poke fun at the other branches. But we know that if needed, we will be there for our brothers and sisters and stand together as one in a heartbeat. Being a veteran is something that had to be earned, and it can never be taken away. It has no monetary value, but at the same time it is a priceless gift. People see a veteran and they thank them for their service. When we see each other, we give that little upwards head nod, or a slight smile, knowing that we have shared and experienced things that most people have not. So from myself to the rest of the veterans out there, I commend and thank you for all that you have done and sacrificed for your country. Try to remember the good times, and forget the bad times. Share your stories. But most importantly, stand tall and proud, for you have earned the right to be called a Veteran.

my rhetoric isn't nearly as accomplished

Semper Fi

When you've a spare moment

Maybe you can explain how I have more than 1600 views in the past 24 hours.

Yeah . . .   that's not what this post was originally written.
I had something going there for a bit, but the Muse jumped ship.

Too early for Tuesday

aaahhh, no!

It's done and dusted

We played a little music on the outdoor speaker for the trick or treaters

Some were a little spooked

had about 100

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