Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi’s and each night begins a new day

Podrick, while being good, and letting me sleep, was an asshole as well. Crystal got out of bed to see what the hell he was doing, and he was eating the dried pasta that was to be for dinner last night. We changed our mind, and had something different. We were gonna have it tonight. I’ll stop at the tiny grocery store today, and pick up another bag.

He’s a terror when we first get up.

I’m pretty sure he’s unhinged, without supervision.

I went over to Shady Acres to finish the assembly of the cleaned stove. It too about an hour or so to get it all put back together. I wouldn’t be me, unless I made a mess, and lost a piece. I was just so clumsy in a window of about 5 minutes. I got everything cleaned up, and with the help of my dad, we got it turned on, and we watched the pellets fall into the trough.

Finally, the spark. It fired up, and we watched to make sure everything was working properly. I was worried, I had done 90% of the work. I’m not mechanically inclined. But the stove kept doing what it was designed to do. I got out to the truck, and sent Crystal a text message.

I came home, and we had some lunch, and we didn’t do anything for the balance of the day. And that’s ok, because it’s cold out, and we are warm blooded people. We did have a laugh at the iguanas falling out of trees in Florida. They actually have “iguana watch”, and warn people of falling lizards.

Let’s see what today brings.