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Maggie’s What's Your View II

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Got off the gravel and 8 miles on the black top to have to turn back around. Country plow truck decided to park on its side and road was closed. Wife and I decided to go back home.
 
The saga continues… Took out the back window(s) in our bedroom to install a slider/door so we have direct access to the new private patio we created with the detached garage/casita build.

Nice view of the gaping hole in our wall right now!

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…progress:

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Finish line for this piece of the build is in sight! Still need to grout/putty along the floor in front of the slider, and some touch up paint, and iron the curtains, LoL, but yeah…nice to have our bedroom back!

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…and yes, I know they’re hung a bit too high. They wound up being 111” long vs. the 108” we ordered, and we also used rings vs. the built-in tabs, so it was either hem the curtains, or hang ‘em higher.

Less work this way, and still looks good.
 
A week ago Monday, I was taking the old Ski-Doo up to the dealer for the recall. (Apparently some people have been experiencing broken skis)

Call the dealer and find out that they can’t let me repair it (probably because Bombardier pays them to make the repair and god for I’d they miss out on the $15 of labor it would cost them to change it out.)

I had the sled on the trailer and pulled out the drive way. I had just pulled onto the street when I realized I had forgot to hook up the trailer lights.

I pulled over and got out. When I did, I stepped into a pothole the size f a god damn cast iron skillet and totaled out my ankle. She rolled over like Lassie beggin for a steak.

So I back the trailer back into the driveway and head into the house.

My daughter (RN in training) said I should probably go in and have it looked at.

So my boy runs me up to the urgent care. They take X-rays and tell me it isn’t broken but it’s sprained.

50% of the top of my foot is bruised, going up into the toes, and both sides around the heel.

Doc says to stay off it, keep it elevated and use ice.

“Yeah, ok doc. Whatever you say.”/sarcasm

Anywho.

I’ve been hobbling around for the last ten days.

Last night after a double pour of Angel’s Envy I thought Doc may be right.

Got back to the hotel after a healthy intake of ribeye and got a ziploc bag from the lady at the front desk. Filled it 1/4 of the way with ice and headed to the room.

Laid down in the bed with the ice on the old foot and passed the fuck out. I haven’t slept that hard in years!

Now I’m back home and doing the ice thing again in hopes I can walk normal tomorrow.

And the old girl in the background has a stomache thing going on and sounds like she’s gonna shit at any minute. But, she’s sleeping through it.

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A week ago Monday, I was taking the old Ski-Doo up to the dealer for the recall. (Apparently some people have been experiencing broken skis)

Call the dealer and find out that they can’t let me repair it (probably because Bombardier pays them to make the repair and god for I’d they miss out on the $15 of labor it would cost them to change it out.)

I had the sled on the trailer and pulled out the drive way. I had just pulled onto the street when I realized I had forgot to hook up the trailer lights.

I pulled over and got out. When I did, I stepped into a pothole the size f a god damn cast iron skillet and totaled out my ankle. She rolled over like Lassie beggin for a steak.

So I back the trailer back into the driveway and head into the house.

My daughter (RN in training) said I should probably go in and have it looked at.

So my boy runs me up to the urgent care. They take X-rays and tell me it isn’t broken but it’s sprained.

50% of the top of my foot is bruised, going up into the toes, and both sides around the heel.

Doc says to stay off it, keep it elevated and use ice.

“Yeah, ok doc. Whatever you say.”/sarcasm

Anywho.

I’ve been hobbling around for the last ten days.

Last night after a double pour of Angel’s Envy I thought Doc may be right.

Got back to the hotel after a healthy intake of ribeye and got a ziploc bag from the lady at the front desk. Filled it 1/4 of the way with ice and headed to the room.

Laid down in the bed with the ice on the old foot and passed the fuck out. I haven’t slept that hard in years!

Now I’m back home and doing the ice thing again in hopes I can walk normal tomorrow.

And the old girl in the background has a stomache thing going on and sounds like she’s gonna shit at any minute. But, she’s sleeping through it.

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Sprained mine the first time on a trampoline when I was 14. A freedom fighter guy from Cuba that was living in the barn loft made ambulance noises and rubbed some homemade stuff on it. It swelled up like big ol ball. In broken English he said it looked like a mango. That was what he called me from that day on, “mango”

It hurt worse than broken arms. I’ve rolled it a few times since then, not fun! You have my sympathy.
 
Sprained mine the first time on a trampoline when I was 14. A freedom fighter guy from Cuba that was living in the barn loft made ambulance noises and rubbed some homemade stuff on it. It swelled up like big ol ball. In broken English he said it looked like a mango. That was what he called me from that day on, “mango”

It hurt worse than broken arms. I’ve rolled it a few times since then, not fun! You have my sympathy.
Yeah, it sucks. Slowed me down a bit but not completely so I can’t complain too much.