I made it through the July 26th date without much complication. It probably helped that I wasn’t feeling well and slept alot keeping my mind off things. Anger and depression have been pushed to the back by trying to get my body straightened out. Crazy bug of some sort… I hope. I did get stung a couple times while mowing the grass the other night. There is still a welt on my back where one of the stings hit. Maybe it was something related to that.
The lovely little dynamite dig didn’t yield anything, much as I expected. More than 70 years have passed since the stuff was buried. Somene must have dug it up or stumbled across it in that period of time. They had to check though. Don’t want someone digging new footings for the new bridge and hitting unstable dynamite. So much for the big excitement in West Middlesex. We actually made the news fairly regularly for a couple of weeks. WOO HOO! HAHA.
Tink has been feeling better. She spends a lot of time giving me leg hugs and being spoiled. She’s such a card. I bought her one of those sandpaper arches to dig on. She’s dug on it maybe twice. She likes to sit on it like a thrown. If I go out to the store or to work in the shed, I can almost count on seeing her highness sitting on it when I come back to the door.
Probably going to ride the West Middlesex VFD’s Poker Run this Sunday. It should be fun. I was supposed to be watching for advertisements so I could register in advance. I somehow missed them. Oh well, there is onsite registration. Should be a fun ride. I know alot of folks in the Fire Dept.
Not much exciting going on right now. If I think of anything else, I’ll throw another update up.