AH Jeez...not that stoopid hockey already!.

 

Everyone is getting up. Gotta go. Later Putzez. "Stay warm my friends"

 

Alrighty...got an hour on highway to meet the Geritol Brigade...stay frosty!

 

Stooopid.... speak for yerself...

Offta found some grub, I am hungry, the grandson is hungry, the OL ain't cooking.... jeeesh!

 

Mornin putzs..... all I got, haven't had enough coffee

 

I'm Back after I also had to go cook my world famous french toast for my daughter and granddaughters. I add 2 Tbspn of buttermilk pancake mix to the eggs and then I fresh grind nutmeg clove and cinnamon with a micro plane whathamacalit into the eggs. I only use cinnamon swirl bread too. After the first time ya do it it only takes a minute that way. I usually cheat on my diet a little and have a piece or two. I was just a kid cooking short order at a little home cooking restaurant named Ardras 'in Oscoda after a kindly Baptist women who gave me work taught me and explained I could always get food and a place to stay if I could cook well. She taught me food equals love if you put in the secret ingredient and I still use it every time I cook....The kids always ask if "it's" in there and they say they can taste it. LOL. I can still peel a potatoe faster then anyone in the family HAHAHA.... I also know my way around a griddle weight and the real secret to perfect bacon....

 

Mornin, anybuddies still lurking. Looks like some early risers onna Sunday, not me, dint wake up till almost 7. Still frost out there, got it heavy last night. Garden's history, 'cept for collards, they're hardy. Goodbye, all them big, but green, tomatoes. So many Bacon/mater sandwiches I won't have...

Gotta find an old style 6.5" sealed beam headlight for the hack, noticed it ain't got high or low. plugged in a Harley bulb (way smaller) just to see if the wiring wus wurking, an it lit up jus fine. Minnysota is a light on state. I ain't convinced lights are a big help, guys with lights all over still t-bone left turners, and my scariest nearest misses were deliberate... their deliberate, not mine.

 

That woke up a dormant brain cell. Did a bit of realtor when I lived in Phoenix, wus showing this kinda classy looking lady a house, had some stuff in it that made me wunder what was going on in there, and then we looked in the big bedroom - big pic of a guy from behind wearing a cowboy hat and assless chaps... and nuttin else. Was a bit uncomfortable with the lady there, but she took it ok, just said she'd seen enuf and we left. Saw some really strange things in some of those homes. You'd think folks would put some stuff away when strangers are gonna be lookin, but some of the gays obviously like to advertise... Then there was the repossessed whorehouse, that wus sumptin; too bad the occupants weren't around any more. Had a shower that could handle 8 or 10 people...

 

I dint even bring the geraniums in 'cause the weather report (checked 3 of em!) all said no where near freezing. Phhtttt
Hadda help the daughter scrape the cage windows so she could head off to a football game.