Archive | July, 2014

Trees in the Eaves and Poop on the Stoop

30 Jul
Trees in the Eaves

Trees in the Eaves

I had to take down a Yagi aerial from the roof today. It was a remnant from our old non-functioning internet provider. Climbing up the ladder I noticed that in spite of the screens on the eaves there was a lot of  decomposing goop (technical term) in the eaves. Sharp eye that I am I also noticed a mini forest growing there. Maples and ash growing in abundance. So much  for the protective eave-screen. So for those of extreme eco-sensitivity the forest is no more. Sorry about that but eaves and house come first.

The following paragraph has scatalogical references. Reader discretion is advised!

I also had to clean off some steps. We have lottsa trees near the house. Birds love trees and they love to do doodoo when they fly their little arses off the trees. Perhaps they were also fertilizing the forest in the eaves. Sorry (somewhat) to those of a birdy bent but poop of any species is not my thing. Also, sorry there are no pics of the poop but this is not that kind of blog. Gotta go and wash my hands now. Next time I’ll wear gloves.


Miscellany On The Joys Of Summer in July

20 Jul

It’s the third week of July Summer has finally arrived! The temperature has finally crawled above 20 degrees. I didn’t get the veggie garden in until June 15 this year.

Some of you might have been suffering from withdrawal symptoms lately since there have been so few posts lately. Suffer no more. I am back with a new internet provider. A thunderstorm knocked out our previous provider who then refused to fix the wifi tower repairs. One of the joys of rural living is having so few options to choose from. But after two weeks your favourite blog and blogger are back. I know, I know, I have to stay modest but I can already feel your joy.

Overland Flooding

Overland Flooding

The rains of June produced much standing water. You might have heard about the flooding in Manitoba. Fortunately we were not affected by that. Overland flooding did hit many of the fields around us, so much so that with the depth of the water and the high winds – one weekend at 100 km/hr – produced whitecaps on the fields. The water also produced many, many, many mosquitoes. Normally we have very few. This year, however, has been something else, to put it mildly. I’ve been slapping myself silly. No comments please. Deet, and more Deet have no effect when you are trying to sleep.

The mosquitoes seem to be going. But the fishflies have arrived! Nature has a perverse sense of humour.

Bandstand, Winnipeg Beach

Bandstand, Winnipeg Beach

Went to Winnipeg Beach Boardwalk Days this past weekend. Great time: rides, hotdogs, min-donuts, and free concerts. I spent all of $15 on treating S-S. I know how to give a girl a great time. I did learn one lesson, though: don’t boogie to the music in your chair with a large full cup of very hot coffee in your lap! I felt the pain only a man can feel, plus my pants looked like I had an ‘old guy’ accident. Got lottsa looks on the long walk back to the car.

Why Not Stat Holiday Pension Pay For Retirees?

1 Jul

You know when you are doing something important like lying in the hot tub feeling the bubbles and jets soak your troubles away you get profound thoughts.

Happy-canada-day1My latest profound reflection  is, “why don’t retirees get stat holiday benefits?” Isn’t this a blatant form of ageism? Why don’t we get stat holiday pension benefits at time and a half? Why are only those people who do that daily stuff – I think it’s called work – entitled to this benefit? Why not equal pay for non-work? Such discrimination! The horror!

How am I supposed to enjoy a stat holiday knowing that the day will be paid just like any other? How am I supposed to tell one day from the other when the pay is the same? Right now the only way I can tell one day from another is by what’s on the TV schedule. I hate it when they (you know who THEY are) keep changing the schedule. It makes life so confusing. One has to rely on a backup system such as tracking doctors’ appointments, or heaven forbid, using a calendar. But then you have to actually remember the appointment or where you last put the calendar.  Such demands on a busy schedule. Such commitment.

Stat Pension Pay would be such an advance in  scheduling one’s life. But not too much scheduling. Let’s not get carried away. Why doesn’t somebody else do something about it?

Somebody told me today is a stat holiday. I don’t know. I can’t find my calendar but there are a lot of fireworks going off. I will just have to suffer the indignity of discrimination. Maybe I’ll just have to get back into the hot tub. Life is tough.