Another Hour In Purgatory

Finally, a chance to sit and relax. Then, Sweet Wife walks in and asked if I'd be so kind as to tune in this silly show of idiots that cannot sing but are in a contest to choose one that sings not quite as bad as the others. The show is titled 'The X-Factor.' This stuff is bad enough to make a man want to, well, scream.

It's awful. So, I shall read and wait an hour until a real man's show airs - Son's of Guns at 2100.

Notice the expression on Little Bit's face in this picture.....that's how I feel.

Trust me, in one hour Sweet Wife will be sent to the bedroom if she wants to finish watching this silly program...I mean it. Really.

Stephen

Church Gun

Now this is a pretty little baby I'd be happy to accompany me to church. My Colt might get jealous but she'll get over it.

She's a PSA Baby .25 Renaissance FB.

Thanks to Oleg for the nice picture.

Stephen

Dedicated to Our Soldiers

Posted by request.

H/T Kitchen Witch
Stephen

December 7th

President Roosevelt called December 7th, 1941 a date which will live in infamy.

It has.

Stephen

What He Said

This is good. Sally forth and read, Laundering Money?

It will only take a second or two to read. Trust me, it's worth the effort.

Stephen

Bits and Pieces

First allow me to say thanks and welcome to my new friend and follower, MizzAnonymous. 'Mizz, I promise to always reply to your comments; it might take me a few hours or days, with time and work constraints, but I will reply. You are now among friends.

My days of late are long and not all that restful, please be patient with my single entries here on my humble little blog.

Our weather has turned hot - we should have a high of 80 today - just downright awful weather.

Here comes work, see 'ya later.

(35 minutes later)

Last weekend Sweet Wife and Little Bit came by my shop and spruced it up for Christmas. They hung a few lights on the windows, some glitter and a very small Christmas tree. Little Bit layered the tree with candy canes. Those candy canes are at least twelve years old, really. She wanted to try one and I said they've aged well but don't believe they'd taste good at all....she tried one. Spit, sputter, then - "Ah, Papa, that's awful."

One learns from their mistakes.

My friend, kymber, asked for pictures and as I promised I'd post one or two....here you are Sweet Lady...

See, I always keep my promises.

This morning as Little Bit and Me were having breakfast I again, notice I said again, tipped over my coffee. Those darn McDonald's coffee cups are top heavy. Fluted narrow from bottom to top...it needs a redesign. Heck of a way to begins ones day; wet hot 511's.

Anyway, it just tickled the heck out of Little Bit.

"Papa, you're just like a little kid, always spilling your sippy cup."

Giggles.

Then, "Watch me, Papa. See, you hold it at the bottom and tip the top forward. And, "Where's your straw?"

Takes after her grandmother...

 But, I love her.

Stephen

Thanks & Welcome

Good morning everyone. Little busy at the moment but wanted to give a shout out to my new follower, Tea4tooO. She's a grandparent like many of us. Seem's sweet to boot. Please, run over and say good morning.

I really must get back at it. Here's Little Bit ready for school play last night....

Stephen