It's in the 60's....the sun is shinning like a 500,000,000 watt bulb. I have been doing some gratuitous baking. When I was in post office last month one of the guys mentioned that his birthday was coming up and he liked soft baked goods with no nuts.(I had made them peanut butter fudge for Christmas) So yesterday I took them some brownies with no walnuts..They were so excited. Told them I was going to bake some banana bread (6 loaves) and would bring some. He said he'd be on the route tomorrow and wouldn't be at the post office. I said come by the apartment and I'll give you a loaf. So he's coming by today to get his loaf and will have him take a couple with him for the others. I mentioned on Face Book the baking and Jessica O. (David's oldest daughter) reminded me that today is her birthday and she likes peanut butter brownies and if I was going to be baking for the post office, I could bake for her too. So before I go outside in the sunshine, I have to make some peanut butter brownies. Have to take Babs over a loaf of banana bread.Which leaves me one small loaf just for me....sigh*..Probably will give it away too..too tempting...Eating one slice of that banana bread is like eating one potato chip...can't be done.
It was beautiful out yesterday too and I felt so bad for Dexter not being able to go out and sit in the sun. (besides the little mother fucker was about to drive me nuts....He ha
tes it when I read my book, the paper or work on the computer. Will come in here and attack me, or start knocking stuff off the book cases, knock phone off the hook, toss everything on my side table by recliner into the floor, rip into his treat bags. What ever it takes to get my attention..Man this cat is fucking nuts. So I took him outside and first thing he did was run like a bastid into the parking lot. When I didn't chase after him like I normally do when he gets out he just dropped down and started rolling on his back. He stayed out for almost 2 hours playing right in front. Climbing the trees, exploring and running in circles. He'd come back to the porch and rest. So I guess if I don't chase him he'll stay close to the apartment. He really had a great time and so did I ..watching him is a trip. He's so smart, I think I'll take him to the local airport and see if they'll let him direct plane traffic.
tes it when I read my book, the paper or work on the computer. Will come in here and attack me, or start knocking stuff off the book cases, knock phone off the hook, toss everything on my side table by recliner into the floor, rip into his treat bags. What ever it takes to get my attention..Man this cat is fucking nuts. So I took him outside and first thing he did was run like a bastid into the parking lot. When I didn't chase after him like I normally do when he gets out he just dropped down and started rolling on his back. He stayed out for almost 2 hours playing right in front. Climbing the trees, exploring and running in circles. He'd come back to the porch and rest. So I guess if I don't chase him he'll stay close to the apartment. He really had a great time and so did I ..watching him is a trip. He's so smart, I think I'll take him to the local airport and see if they'll let him direct plane traffic.I'm trying to find a rotor-tiller so I can do the corner of the yard and make a small garden. If it pans out I'll do it every year. If it doesn't..Fuckit!..I'll just plant flowers and not mess with veggies any more. Too fucking old to be butting my head into the wall over a basket of miniature tomatoes and 42 okra.
Small pause there...just let Dexter out and he discovered to his horror that a male cat had been on his porch last night and marked his territory..Oh man...Dexter is pissed...he's all puffed up and walking around all stiff legged..
I took a couple of pictures of him with the snake pictures. But he was doing his best to be uncooperative.
Anyone besides me going through Olympics withdrawl? I could watch some curling and maybe another hockey game..Except this time we win. I was so happy for Canada. I felt bad for our teams but the Canadierans were not to be denied. Plus I just read on HearinHands blog that 43% percent of Canadian men would give up sex over bacon and 42% of women would do the same. But what I want to know is it regular bacon or that Canadian bacon? Which is nice on pizza but doesn't go that well on a BLT. Well, I'm going to go take out my ivy and aloe vera and set them in the good ole Texas sunshine and bake Jessica some peanut butter brownies..Hope spring has come to where you are. Oh...the best news .......because of all the rain..we're going to have a bumper crop of bluebonnets..will take a bunch of pictures..cause if you haven't seen a few acres of blue bonnets..you haven't lived.
