I’ve been mistaken for the weather Lady! CC calls from the Valley asking me all sorts of weather related questions. I’m not sure that Katemcy had any rain the other day. But Lake Zesch was up. Lake Zesch is the big pot hole in the driveway that collects rain water. If it’s really full it was at least a half inch. But, I can always tell him a line or two, just like a real Weather person might tell him.
When we have a thunder and lighting storm, we usually lose one or two telephones. So, I buy two to four phones at a time. Z said Wal-Mart is going to turn you into the Feds, thinking you’re running a bookie joint! However, Z’s always worried about what the Feds are going to do!
Z was all excited about the “Cash For Clunkers” government give away program, until he learned that it was for old auto’s and not for wives! $4500.00 isn’t near my trade in value! My memory is worth more than that, alone.
The FBI and CIA haven’t arrived at my door, yet. However, they could be coming any day. But, I’ve let my voice be heard and heard and heard and heard. So, maybe I should cool it for awhile before I’m no longer “Down the Drain Jane,” but “Calamity Jane.”
Although, I’m not thought of as a “Pistol Packing Momma” I could be.. In fact, I never really fired a pistol or rifle. But, my Marine son, showed me how to shoot a 22. After attempts at the red side of the barn and clear misses, he told me I was to aim at the target (Z’s empty beer can) and consider that something or someone that was going to kill me. Thus, I blew the can clean off the fence. He ended my short lesson with, “I sure don’t want to be that thing or person that’s going to hurt you!”
P.S. Now, you know that I can use that 22, don’t come slipping around my back door. Too, my three little dogs will attack.