Bfth's Boring Blog

  I went to church today, as I do most Sundays.  The day's sermon started off with a TRUE Story, which devastated me and I had to hold back my emotions for the rest of the sermon.  As a Christian, but more importantly as a HUMAN BEING, the story which the priest relayed, hurt.  And it made me ashamed for what our nation has become. The story wasn't really a story at all.  It was a letter (okay an email) from a fellow clergy person in his former parish.   This email had been sent to all the parishioners past and present to announce the fact that they were leaving/retiring and moving to Spain.  It's important to note that in addition to being a member of the clergy, this person had also served in the military, so you know they had seen and experienced things that were ugly in their lifetime.  I also think that ANYONE who serves has a sense of commitment and belief in America and is brave/courageous no matter how or when they served. So wh...

  It was a week.  (Aren't they all?)  But this was a wackier week than most.  (Maybe...)  There was a lot going on   (At least in my boring world.)  Things like: ·          Plumbing issue:  If you recall ( https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2026/05/happy-beeping-mothers-day.html ), we had an “issue” on Sunday.  I got a text bright and early from the plumbing/HVAC company that a tech was on the way.  The problem was fixed relatively quickly (removed the filter completely and replaced it with some piping.)  No more leak, but boy those easy fixes aren’t cheap.  (What is?) ·          Annual physical:  Had the first appointment of the morning:  7 am.  Doors opened just before then and I checked in and waited at the South Nurse's station (as told).  The lights were off and no one was there.  A minute later someone showe...

 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. ...

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...

 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 ...

 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...