Closer
Posted on: Wednesday 10/24/2018 03:05:16
Well, the "money hearing" is still on for Friday. At least, I've not been notified otherwise at this point. As I told my brother tonight, I hope my ex and I both get what we deserve. A little vindictive sarcasm for the day. The sorry part is all go wells, it will probably take the QDRO people several weeks to process the retirement benefits paperwork. Then there is a 30 day appeal waiting period of which I wasn't aware. The ex and I are both sent a form we have to sign off on within 30 days. We have to state that we either accept the terms as decreed by the judge, or plan to appeal. She could send me deeper into hell by appealing.
The bonfire was great, but wore me out. I was at my parent's at 10:30 a.m. to help set up tables, dining tents, chairs, carry firewood, etc.. I didn't stop until the party started at 4:00. There were 50 people at least. It was impossible to count the kids as they didn't stop running wild. My niece's husband set up a huge screen and video projector for them to watch Scoobie Doo. My parent's went to great trouble to turn the grain barn into a spook house for them. Everyone had a great time. There was much lamenting that this would be the last one, after a 13 year run.
Anyway, things wrapped up about 10:00, after which I helped bring leftover food, paper products, hot chocolate machine, etc. inside. I was home at 11:00 p.m.. Monday morning I was back there at 11:00 p.m. to finish helping them reverse set up. I worry. My dad is nearly 80. He has two replacement knees thanks to doing marathons and triathlons in his 50's. He has a degenerative spine condition that has him hunched over. Yet, he feels he is okay to do things like climb tall ladders, and lift and carry large plywood sheets that weight 40+ pounds.
After dinner with my brother tonight we were talking and heard a pack of coyotes howling and yipping in the soybean field behind his house. A large pack. He said he had never in 25 years heard such a large pack, or so close to the house. We soon heard quiet rustling in the hedge row separating the field from his yard that followed the direction the yipping was moving. We kind of decided to go in at that point. Real curious, but not taking any chances.
Have a good Wednesday.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
When my father in law hears too many coyotes too close to the house, he goes outside and fires one shotgun blast into the air. That settles them down for the night, they usually go further away.
kittenheel Says:
I would like to know more about this "hot chocolate machine" please.
lermontov Says:
As Steve said, shhot and gut one as a warning for the rest. Works a treat with dingoes
lunamor Says:
I'm with Mary. Sounds like you don't really need it anymore, so we can totally take it off your hands.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
You call baby cows “calvesâ€? It’s so weird how English has developed around the world. In the US they’re called “cowlets.â€
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
Good point, my frame of reference is only from the Midwest going to the East Coast. Where does that start? West Texas?
lunamor Says:
Probably. Amarillites really have nothing better to do than think up stupid names for shit.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
People from the Texas Panhandle are idiots, Amir(ill)ite?
Rockboy Says:
I’ve never heard them referred to anything but calves I think y’all are fucking with me
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
Do they wear digger hats and live in a hostile landscape also?
Rockboy Says:
I’m pretty sure Texans call them calves too. And no Oklahoma isn’t a barren wasteland. It is flat in places but usually green. It’s funny how if you’ve never been to a place how you think that place is. Like I thought Georgia Mississippi and states I the Deep South I thought looked like where Jenny from forest gump lived or like oh brother where art thou. If I move back to Oklahoma Steve I’ll show you around. You phillestine.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
They call them calves everywhere, Rock. You ruined the joke. YOU’RE A RUINER,
ROCK! God damn.
And I’ve been to Oklahoma. Many times. Yes, it’s green. And no, nobody there can take a joke.
lunamor Says:
I've driven through the part of Oklahoma that takes me from NM to IL, and I can't say I was super impressed, or would ever go there on purpose, but people probably say that about ABQ, too.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
Memorable Things I’ve Done in Oklahoma:
1. Got drunk
2. Threw a beer bottle at a bus parked in someone’s front yard
3. Saw an SCA event in a public park in Tulsa.
4. Saw the shittiest minor league hockey game I ever saw, also in Tulsa.
5. Paid a highway toll.
6. Had sex with a woman while 2 other women slept in the next bed in the same hotel room.
knifeboy Says:
My brother with a shotgun is a bad idea. In NJ baby cows are called "moo-ers". The hot chocolate machine- Are you familiar with the machines with the clear basin on top that churn iced tea or lemonade in places like Wendys or Chik Fil A? This is like that, except it keeps the hot chocolate hot while churning to keep it from settling./homepage
kittenheel Says:
^ That sounds lovely, although I don't consume enough of it to make one worthwhile.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
Lerm, Americans have been cattle ranching since Australia was populated only by aborigines, dust and venemous animals. Of course we’re going to troll you when you assume we don’t know a basic word like “calf.†I’m related to dairy farmers FFS.
Fritz The Bootlegger Says:
Agreed. My only regret is that Antic didn’t stop by and explain what they call baby cows in Canada, or FB giving the Kiwi term (she would have played along unlike SOME people). And maybe Nightie giving the Korean term.
snow Says:
I"m glad Rock fell for the cow thing first. I almost did.
And if those are memorable, you're doing it wrong.