BITS & PIECES

~Kurt Vonnegut

The man is as regular as clockwork on filling up the truck 

when he has driven 249 miles.

Our gas gauge went kaput.

He keeps track with the trip meter...

rather than shell out a mini fortune to fix the gas gauge.

( This pic came from FaceBook )

When we went to fill the tank on his Friday morning...

he about had a hissy fit on the spot.

Thanks to the unhappy Iranians...

and the greed of oil companies using the 

limp threats of the Iranians as an excuse to jack the price

of oil per barrel.

And like o'l Kurt said...

we are still addicted to oil, so we will pay the ransom.

Unrelated.

When the man left to go to his graveyard shift

on his Friday morning...

my Thursday night...

Roxy did the most surprising thing.

It is our custom to walk the man to his truck

and say our good-byes,

then reenter the home and check the parameter.

Once all doors are locked tight,

all lights are turned off,

and the security system enabled...

It is our custom to go to the bedroom together.

 

 

Roxy will check out the bathroom for possible idiots

hiding in the shower.

I have not taught her to do this, but she does it.

 

 

Normally when we walk the man out...

I have already moved my "stuff" to

the bedroom.

This "stuff" is my kindle, my Sudoku puzzle book,

and a writing tablet for ideas that pop into my head.

I tend to leave the door ajar.

By now you have guessed what Roxy did.

We finished our rounds

and as I flicked out the last light in the foyer

near the bedroom...

and we plunged into darkness...

Roxy launched into hyper drive.

She also launched into the firmly closed door.

 

 

 

Poor girl!

I've never heard her make that noise.

I felt awful.

I opened the door to let the light spill into the foyer area

so that I could see if she was hurt.

Cowed, head bent low...

Roxy slunk to her blankets

and lay down with her back to me.

She didn't even check the shower for idiots.

I crooned at her and gave her ears a good tickle...

until she laid her head down and sighed,

I felt badly for her.

We all have those moments.

The exuberance of stupidity can be emotionally crushing.

I was glad that she didn't physically hurt herself.

What a shock!

I had a fantastic weekend.

Visited with friends for a bit Sunday morning.

The rest of the time was "us time".

Sweet.

 =:]

 

 

 

I got some new "New Balance" shoes.

At least 70-100% of the materials used to make them are made in the USA.

The shoes are 100% assembled here.

They are very comfy too!

Otherwise...

an uneventful weekend.

Sometimes I think those might be the best sort of weekends.

What did you do with your weekend?