Petunia rambles on

This says it all.

Some days it’s better. Some are worse.

Pop had to have eye surgery, and it was so much fun, he’s going back for another episode next week, too, on the other eye. This time, it’s me driving him around and he’s wearing the funny glasses that they give you.  His problem was eye pressures way too high. He never thought that a routine eye exam would end up with him being told he’d have to have holes drilled into his eyes.  Our life is like that!

And his truck needs work.

And the dog broke her chain and raced around the neighborhood, scaring the wits out of people – she didn’t hurt anybody, though.

Our Verizon service has a battery back-up box.  The installer attached it to the wall over my washing machine in the laundry. I woke up about 4am, hearing a beeping noise. Normal people would go back to sleep. I swore. And listened for the next beep, and the next and…..   Damn.  When I got up, I thought it might be the microwave??  We finally tracked the beeping down to that stupid Verizon box, where there is a red light now alerting us that it needs it’s battery replaced??  And it keeps beeping, about once every 10 minutes or so.  Just enough to really piss me off, especially as I can’t get anything done about it til Tuesday. I doubt they’ll come out on a weekend, and Monday is the next trip to the surgeon in Easton.

Pop got a new toy that plays VHS tapes and records them to DVD.  This will free up about 3 acres of space around here if he actually throws out the tapes after they are copied. I’m told that the machine will work, will copy, without the movie being viewed on the television. Still, he wants to watch all his silly sci-fi movies while this process takes place.  I had enough of sci-fi about 30 years ago.  (it only adds to the silliness knowing that his doctor is Dr Who! (Hu)

I knit and spin to keep a loose grip on my sanity. The Eastern Shore Yarn Crab Crawl starts on Wednesday and I have no money.

The wee baby grandtwins started Kindergarten this past week. How did that happen so quickly? It was just a few days ago that I was feeding them with a baby bottle, wasn’t it?

I am told by many that I need to get blogging again. “Life” got in the way there for a bit, and once you slow down/stop posting, it takes a kick in the arse to get back on the right track.

I’m still knitting, spinning, and a friend has me dealing with a fleece (or two). Husband said the house smelled like a poorly kept barn for a few days.

Soon, I promise.

Still out of work.  STILL haven’t received a penny in Unemployment Compensation. Maybe their thought is that if they wait long enough before disbursing the monies, half the claimants will have starved to death? I’m very glad that 1) I had advance notice that my job was dissolving, 2) I had good sense and the financial ability to tuck some funds away, and 3) I’m no longer raising, supporting feeding or paying tuition bills for dependant children.

I have received an offer of employment and have accepted it, but right now it is conditional on passing their tests. Had a pre-employment physical and we all agree that I am breathing and appear to be able to continue doing that for a while yet.  Participated in their standard drug screening test which required me giving up of several “bodily fluids” to be tested. Why can’t I pee on command, when most every other time, I always have to go?  I’ve had the first of two PPD tests, to test for exposure to tuberculosis.

They are doing a criminal background check, making sure I’m not on the Child Abuse Registry. They wanted to test my immunity to measles, mumps, German measles and chicken pox, to protect my unborn children. Or rather, to protect themselves from liability were I to get both pregnant and the German measles all at the same time!!  (I’m not being insensitive to the very real issues and concerns that maternity patients have regarding the problems these diseases can cause a fetus)  I am, however, acknowledging that I’m much nearer to an old folks home than I am to a delivery room, and thus felt comfortable in signing a waiver of responsibility. I passed on that one.

Housework is progressing at a slower rate. Much slower.

I took this standing on my front porch, looking into the sunset.

Red sky at night?