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It's Halloween weekend and a full moon. With a 3 hour nap after dinner, I'm now in zombie mode. I've got a client meeting in the morning and thinking it's time to get some real sleep.
Explained in an earlier blog, we were on a boil water order from the Public Works Department because they repaired a water main in the road leading to my condo.

The order was rescinded yesterday and now at 2am... "We ain't got no stinkin' water"

Right, we've got no water, so I took a walk in the opposite direction as the repair site because 4 trucks with flashing lights were a hundred yards or so down the street. They used a small tractor and dug a hole to fix what must have been another break in the pipe.

I've got the feeling this will be an all-nighter before the water comes back on.
In preparation, we did bottle a few gallons of tap water prior to the first episode so a quick wash before bed will happen. Just like camping!

On the way home the other night, I noticed some county work trucks along the main roadway near my condo. They started digging the street and taped off an area for the night. After dinner, I took a walk to see why a traffic cone was left in the road.
Water was seeping through a foot long crack in the asphalt. Probably a broken water main.
The next morning the trucks returned and a crew dug up a section of roadway. Without notice, the water was turned off.
As I headed to work, someone was placing yellow tags on the doorknobs with a warning that a 'boil water order' was in place. Later during the day, I received texts and calls with recorded messages stating the area was undergoing road work and a residents were being instructed to boil water for drinking until further notice.
I purged the line last night and the water had a strong chemical smell... similar to bleach like the water in a swimming pool. It's gone this morning.

Since no one I know drinks tap water, it didn't appear to be an issue.
I haven't received an 'all clear' text message. That should be no more than a day or two.

A little over a year ago I bought an IKEA bed and assembled it per the instructions. The bed slats had a few hundred pieces. I boxed that part up and returned to the store. Instead, I bought 2 sheets of furniture-grade plywood and cut them to fit making it a platform bed.
The mattresses were low, probably 15 inches off the ground and it was annoying to 'drop in' when going to sleep, so I bought box spring units to raise the height to a normal bed.
All things were good, but now there's a creaking sound when getting in and out.
Every weekend I say I'll remove the mattress, box springs and wooden platforms so I can tighten the screws and bolts holding the bed frame together. It's probably a 2 hour job and I cannot seem to find the time... sure I can, I just don't want to deal with it.
Okay, this next weekend, when the sheets are being washed is the best time. I'll do it.

Maybe I should put a sticky note in the headboard as a reminder.

There are only two types of children in this world:
- The Ignorant
- The Acknowledging

Now The Ignorant have many subcategories, determined by the level of disobedience and ignorance they apply in their daily lives. However, there is only one level for Acknowledgement, but being constant is where it increasess. It is that simple, what makes it hard is what the World offers now and what you have been trained or brought to acknowledge which is this world and Nothing in Heaven. It's so enticing that you get easily distracted. What you consider the norm in your life, can not be said the same for Heaven. Now if you heeded Christs words, "Give up all that you posses" that would also pertain to family, friends and loved ones. Because these things you value most more than god even by your actions alone dictate this to be fact. Give up your family from this world so that you can Love The Family of Heaven. Do youu not acknowledge them more because it is just how you have been taught. How hard is it to sever that bond?

But that is the speck of dust that has chipped off from the beam in one's own eye, many things you love in this world that you have been taught to embrace as what you think is Heavenly. It is so simple to connect with Heaven but so hard to let go of this world to do it, for you...

99% of the world's population are ignorant of Him because they know not a thing about HOW to Acknowledge The One, or intentionally choose not to. IF you Loved God you could turn an apple into a horse or a horse into an apple, and it would be delicious, the apple not the horse. This is what it means to be truly loving because you Acknowledge Him His way instead of yours. I have yet to meet another person who knows how to love god, without uttering the word 'love'.

IF someone said to me I love god with all my heart I would say, "prove it." "show me the gates of Heaven" now the person can say, "I have nothing to prove to you!" and this is very true its a GOD given right. But at a monumental epic cost, your soul. To deny ANY of His Children the Gates is to deny oneself the same privilege, even more so if he is fiercely regarded by the Father Himself. What God would do is replace the one who denied His Own Child.

If someone else said to me, "You first." Then I would smile nod my head and walk away. Because again they have denied The Child. Its just like the first person who denied him.

There are many ways to approach this all end in denial of The Father. It is a sure way to ignore Him of that I have no doubt. But only one way to Acknowledge Him. By showing me The Gates.

Now if someone said to me, "I do not know how," then I would say, "would you like to start?"


There is much to speak about but Im bored.

I "rent" hunting rights in exchange for firewood. Past guys bought wood, even though I have tons of dead trees to cut. Deceased tenant took over and cut. Current tenant is supposed to. But, I have come to the conclusion he is lazy. Past hunter has someone who would take hunting rights for wood. But, his crowd is a pain, wants to keep even me from walking in fall cause might scare the deer.
So talked to neighbor man who will inherit my farm. He said enough, he will talk to tenant and help. They came up with a 50/50 split, two men and kids only.
Neighbor had hauled logs from somewhere into field. Tenant had cut some and shed was half full. Weekends are for screwing off. Weekdays he works.
Neighbor told tenant we do wood Saturday. Period! So tenant posted on FB and told his kids work or no fishing or hiking.
Neighbor had enough and called his best friend. Told tenant, this is the way it is. Buddy will help him do wood and hunt, like it or lump it. Tenant agreed.
I said I would help. Boarder was going to but, as usual, work scheduled him because other gal took off.
I went over to field by noon. There were cars and people galore! Neighbor and son, buddy, tenant and his son and daughter and her boyfriend..add me. Truck was filled, hauled to shed and wood stacked. Logs cut, wood split. I ran the handle on splitter all afternoon while neighbor and buddy worked the chunks. Tenant cut. Shed filled with each load.
They took a break when boyfriends mom showed up with subs. I came back to the house for awhile.
When I went back down, most had gone. Tenant, neighbor and buddy. AND guy I hire sometimes had shown up. I asked if tenant called him..nope.. saw FB and didn't want to miss the party.
3 of us worked splittin, hire guy and tenant hauled. And by 4 pm, shed was full and face cord or more beyond.
Now snow can come, winter can set in and I am a happy gal with a shed full of wood to heat with.
Neighbor, buddy and tenant discussed deer hunting. Neighbor said he will make sure wood gets cut for next year..enough screwing around. Now you see why he inherits farm.

But he died a year ago.
A few times a month I go to a sales lead where the widow wants to make changes they couldn't do when their sick husband was alive.
New flooring. Renovate the bathrooms. New kitchen.
Sad, but it's a step in their recovery of their lives.

Is that true?

I was listening to Art Bell one night and it was on the program called are you losing your mind.

In the middle of talking to a woman, Art decided to take in some random calls. A man is on the other side. He says, woman are losing their minds. He says, women want sex right away and no long term relationships.

Art starts laughing and asks the woman he is talking to if that is true. She replies, I wish I can give away my body.



I am not sure Art laughed after hearing that.

I was recently listening to a man. He is about my age, a few years ago him and his wife broke up...she cheated on him. In the meanwhile, he reports that his ex-wife has been with at least 100 different men, including his closest friends.

He goes on to tell me about when they met. She had nothing, not even a place to live. She had a family that wanted nothing to do with her. She had an infant child who her own mother was going to testify in court that she was not fit to be a parent and the father obtain full custody.

He continues by saying, all the years while they were together...he gave her a roof over her head, gave her a comfortable home he built with his bare hands in the cold of winter. He paid her child support and provided her with everything she needed to survive. He taught her how to drive and helped her to get her driver's license. He never laid a finger on her what so ever.

He tells me, I am sure you have your life story as well.

He closes by saying that no longer is he going to let a woman abuse him.


I felt for that guy.

English is a second language for most of the people I come in contact with. Some get it right and some don't.
Air conditioning mechanics (and amateur handymen) affix duct work with a strong, long lasting tape named 'Duct Tape. For those who hear it differently call it Duck Tape.
So many pronounce it incorrectly that it gave rise to a company who manufactures Duct Tape under the name of Duck Tape!
Lots of Spanish speaking people in the drafting/engineering field often label drawings Guest bedroom as Guess bedroom... I guess they're not sure who will be sleeping overnight.
If it belongs to me, I say "it's mine" and not "it's mines"

So let's not take things for granite when it should be for granted, otherwise it's a waist of time!

is to not become hateful yourself.



just a thought