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Happy (Beeping) Mother's Day?

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It's a day for celebrating mothers. Not necessarily women who have given birth, but to all women who nurture and mother.  And that means practically any woman who cares for anyone.    My Mother's Day was not going to be spent with my son as he is wrapping up his junior year at college. I told him this morning that we would celebrate when he packs up all his belongings and comes home in the middle of the week. My plans for the actual day were to go to church, come home and have coffee and cinnamon rolls and then relax. I was hoping that I could go outside and get some sun.   Some of that has happened (coffee and cinnamon rolls), some has not.   (Where is that sun?)   What I will say is that my Mother's Day started out way too early and not at all in the way that I had expected. My Mother's Day started at around 2:30 in the morning when I woke up and I could hear a beeping sound. (Never a good thing.)   My first thought was that it might be the batte...

M.V.G.A

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 I saw the most incredible commercial this morning.  It literally made me stop drinking my coffee (and you know how much I love my coffee) and watch this commercial.  It was running on the local news (WNEP in Pennsylvania) and I have certainly never seen it on any other channel I regularly watch.  (Maybe I'm watching the wrong channels?)  If I tried to describe this commercial, you wouldn't believe me.   I tried to find it.  (Maybe I didn't try hard enough?)  I failed to find it.  The closest I could find was this (it's not as good as it's from a year ago, and it's from an FB page, but...) Take a look. https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=1800776060699105 Now imagine that commercial on steroids.  I know you can do it.  Imagine the flag waving and the gratitude for making our country great again by bringing back flavored vapes and keeping us safe from illicit Chinese vapes.  Think of an outrageous SNL skit and you've got ...

Don't Do This...

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 I know I've written ad nauseam about living on a private drive and how that means that if you're not going to the home of someone on that drive (either by invitation or to make a delivery), you probably shouldn't be on it.  Especially if the private drive is unpaved and/or unplowed.  ( https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2026/02/cold-ice.html  and  https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2026/03/dont-go-where-road-dont-go.html ) The snow has finally melted here, so you CAN see that the road is not really a road.  I mean in addition to multiple signs that say Private Drive and Dead End, it's clear that this road isn't going anywhere. It's a path...yes, you COULD drive down it but you probably shouldn't. I mean there is also this: If you are dumb enough to keep going, you will eventually see... So you will have to back up.  And that leads to... I know my photos aren't that great, but those are ruts made by tires.  Whose tires, I don't know.  I'm...

I Bought a Mattress, Sight Unseen.

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 It's not as crazy as it sounds.  (Though it does sound pretty crazy)  Here's what happened. Ever since we moved to the Poconos, I've been thinking we should get a queen sized bed for the guest bedroom.  Right now we have a twin that came all the way from the shore. There's no wrong with it but if we have guests only one person can sleep there. Basically it's the bedroom that my son has been using. But I want to have something larger for my in-laws when they come to visit. I've been debating this for a while and was uncertain what to do. Then I found out that my neighbor (the one with the giant skeleton on his front lawn), works as a manager at Mattress Firm. I figured he would be a good person to go to discuss mattresses... after all I trusted him and I know that he is an honest human being.  Back in January, we talked and he told me of his stores was going to be shutting down and I would be able to get a decent deal. That sounded like a good thing to me. ...

Riding on the Bus...

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  ...what do I see? A man in a red hoodie fast asleep, arms across his chest. A tall man with close cut gray hair and a white sweatshirt looking around suspiciously. A man dressed in black from tip to toe.  Perhaps he is a server at a restaurant?  His black pants and black button-down shirt are neatly pressed.  Are those black shoes or sneakers.  I cannot tell. A tired mother carrying bottles of Pedialyte (or something similar) and a bag of snacks.  (Are they Funyuns?  I cannot tell.)  She balances it all while holding the hand of her elementary school aged son who has a bottle of Gatorade.  He is tired too.  They sit together; he in his tie-dyed shirt, resting his head on her shoulder and she speaks to him softly in Spanish. An older bald man who speaks no English.  He shows a sheet of paper to the bus driver as he boards.  Is it directions to where he is going?  He has a paper mask on, but it sits below his chi...

Monday, Monday...

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I know it's not Monday but just let me say that this past Monday was a real MONDAY.  I know you know what I mean.  That kind of Monday that just slaps you in the face and says "HA!  You thought this was going to be an easy start to the week?" It started with work.  We are closing out the previous month out and I got an urgent email about one of numerous items on a project that will NOT be billed to the agency involved, but to the client.  Every single other item that has launch or will launch will be billed to the agency except for this one single item.  Which leads to a long-convoluted email chain to try and fix the issue before we officially close the month at the end of the day Tuesday.  This process requires several people to do several different things and I'm not sure if they all know what they are doing.  (To be fair, I'm not sure I know exactly what I will be doing.)  Will this all get done by EoD Tuesday?  I'm not convinced, but...

What Was I Doing?

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 You may have noticed that last month (April), I managed to eke out a post a day.  (Actually o ne day I did two!).  So for the 30 days of April, I wrote 31 posts.  What the heck was I thinking/doing? Well since I started blogging back in 2013 (April 14th to be exact), I generally only write when I have something to say.  (Okay, so sometimes I should probably keep my mouth shut, but then again shouldn't we all?)  This has evolved into my general mindset that I should come up with at 12 posts per month.  (Although sometimes it's only 11.) Thus this has become my mindset; I MUST write at least 12 posts per month.  (Even if no one reads them...and I suspect most of my posts are not...although to those friends who do regularly read, thank you!)  It is why I usually start out the month strong (because I MUST get this done) and end weakly.  (Or at least not as with as many posts.)  The whole 12 thing has actually started to stress me out....