Grandkids, Bald Eagles, and pine cones.
What more could you want?
Not mole hills
Actually I'd have loved a gin and tonic or a Glennie with ginger ale, but this is a dry house.
Which I respect
Grandkids, Bald Eagles, and pine cones.
What more could you want?
Actually I'd have loved a gin and tonic or a Glennie with ginger ale, but this is a dry house.
Actually, grandmas are allowed to have a tipple. It's in their job description.
My grandmother, the woman from hell, used to have a small "toddy", for medicinal purposes, every evening before going to bed. She lived to be 92 years old. With the amount I drink every night, I should be good to reach at least 150.
Well alrighty then.
One of these here days I'll go on a bender and say this Scotsman from Texas gave me permission.
I try not to even think about tax time. My wife works for the CRA which is the equivilant of the IRS. I let her deal with it all.
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imbibing--
Coffee with my fellow deplorables, then went shopping for a 3/4" chuck hammer drill for a summer project. Then picked up a battery for my digital micrometer so I can reload some 5.56 for a friend, as I no longer own any firearms whatsoever. So the reloads are NOT for me at all. Done for the day. :th_lmao:
swearing~~
... sore this morning...
Sore. ...
I'll be away for a day or two; leaving in the morning to spend some time with an old friend.
Have fun. We'll miss you. Come back safe.