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Musings

  • It’s the most wonderful time of the year, with ice pellets falling and customers calling and WAKING UP AT 5 AM TO GET ON A 6 AM CONFERENCE CALL ONLY TO BE TOLD THAT THEY INVITED ME BY MISTAKE!
    • I was invited to the follow-up meeting the following morning AND ONLY SAID 3 WORDS THE ENTIRE HOUR!
    • Some days I think I should have listened to my mother and gotten a job as the piano player in a whorehouse.
  • One problem with not being a Christmas person is that it falls to Irish Woman to decorate the house.  Most years, it’s Whoville and my sanity and electric bill both have issues.
    • This year, due to most of our Christmas junk still tucked away in stacks of identical cardboard boxes, it’s more minimalist.  By more minimalist, I mean that only about 50% of the surfaces in our home have something seasonal laid upon or tacked to them.
    • I have hope that my requests to not purchase more yuletide dreck will be granted.  It’s a forlorn hope, but a hope nonetheless. Maybe there’ll be a Christmas miracle or something.
  • It would appear that the best way to meet the new new neighbors is to just wait for them to bring Moonshine or Derby home after they’ve decided to do some unscheduled, unaccompanied exploring.
    • Another hit seems to be when the neighbors come out on a frosty morning to see why a strange man in bear-print pajama pants, an old tee shirt, and no shoes, is jogging a couple of yards behind a labrador retriever at 7 in the morning on a Sunday.
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  1. mrgarabaldi

     /  December 19, 2020

    Hey DB;

    You gotta let your neighbors know who/what your are so whenever they see you they treat you with kid gloves because you are the “Strange one” in the neighborhood….solves a lot of neighborhood drama……Just a thought?

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    • Oh, I’m sure that’s going around. Boo learned how to drive the riding lawnmower this summer, and one of the neighbors noted that he had a great singing voice as he rode along. I just hope he wasn’t singing some of the music he hears come out of my speakers.

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  2. Old NFO

     /  December 19, 2020

    Hehehe, yep, ‘welcome’ to the neighborhood! Dogs are ‘good’ for that.

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