It’s been a rough few weeks. I’m sitting in an electro diagnostics exam room waiting for a doctor that I don’t think I don’t think I need. I don’t know though. According to webmd my gallbladder is toast. But every test says it’s fine. So I continue through test after test to find a cause for this chronic pain in my side. I’m at a nerve doctor now. Which is ironic cause I only have one nerve left.

Insert rimshot.

Anywho, when I went to my primary care doctor to start this whole journey I also showed him this little lump where men shouldn’t get lumps. That resulted in a surgery no man wants to have.

As an aside, NEVER look up a surgery you have had on YouTube! Trust me.

Oh and there seems to be some abnormality with my heart. Something about inverted TWaves or such. So cardiologist in another couple of weeks.

Honestly I’m kinda pissed at the universe right now.

I did manage to get started on a fall garden though. 😃😃😃😃😃

If rocks were potatoes we’d never go hungry.

That’s two of the three loads I’ve dug out so far.

Anyway, that’s all the news that is fit to print. Hope everyone is doing well!



There’s been lots of things happening around here that I could write about. We put another box on the beehive. The apple trees bloomed and are now (I think) actually making apples. We planted some tomatoes, peppers, and yellow squash in some very large pots. The list goes on.

But I haven’t been able to bring myself to write about any of that.

I can’t get past the all-consuming anger I feel watching the dismantling of our country.

Even now I find it difficult to write this because I know in my bones that the Cheetos-colored, sociopathic, criminal, pussy-grabbing, “moved on her like a bitch”, conman that currently occupies the White House is just a symptom of a larger problem.

That problem is that 1/3 of this country is so petty, so willfully ignorant, so full of imagined butthurt because they had to hold in the “N” word for eight years that they are willing to trade our national security, to take children away from their parents and put them in cages, to watch our relationships with our longest and firmest allies be destroyed just so they can “own the libtards.”

It makes me want to vomit.

The absolute worst part about all of it, ALL OF IT, is watching so many people that I know, and care for, and love exhibit the cultish behavior required to support this corpulent mass of human feces.

No, actually that’s not the worst part. The worst part is knowing that there will come a time in the near future when I will have to draw a line. I’m afraid that day will cost me.

So I don’t write. Because everything that I would write would end here at this place of dark, dark anger anyway.

I remember when I was a junior in high school in Graham, Texas. An army recruiter came to school and gave a rah-rah be an army of one presentation. There was a lot of bullshit in that speech but there was one thing that was cold, hard truth. At one point he said, “One day the United States of America will cease to exist.” And he was correct. One day, sometime in the future, the U.S. will cease to exist. It will cease to exist the minute a majority of its citizens stop believing that laws have meaning. It will cease to exist the second a majority of its citizens are willing to tolerate the dehumanization of other people, citizen or not. Already the United States is not the same country it was two years ago because enough of its citizens have decided to trade integrity for revenge.

Know this, I love you all and wish none of you ill but I am not sorry if I’ve offended you.

Bees Are Here

Installing bees is always mysterious and anticlimactic. There’s nothing like having a big wad of stinging insects riding with you in the car.

You can hear them buzzing. And, there’s a smell that honey bees have, a soft, waxy, sweet smell. It permeates the air. It will linger for a day or two in the car and I am glad.

The installation itself is quite mundane. Open the package and dump the bees in the hive. Literally dump them. They pour out like a thick liquid.

That’s it.

I’m glad they’re here and I hope they prosper.

I Love Shelves

I love shelves. 😊💕

My little 12X12 shop in progress. Can’t wait to start creating stuff in there.

I picked up enough bee stuff this morning to get a new hive going. The bees arrive next month.

So much to do this coming summer. I’m looking forward to the warm months and being outside.


Sometimes absolutely nothing that you plan works out.

We set out to head far to the east but wound up moving only 27.8 miles north.

I am profoundly disappointed.

But I am not unhappy.

I’ve marinated in everything that went wrong and especially in the perverse nature of the universe providing a way out just a second too late to be useful. Yes, I have.

But there is too much good about life.

We wound up buying an older manufactured home. It was in bad shape but that allowed us to pay cash. Over the last two months we’ve managed to make all needed repairs and almost all the aesthetic improvements. It’s become a very nice, small home.

The house is on leased land but the payment is only $475 per month. The lot is a smidgen over 1/3 of an acre. There’s room for a garden. There’s room for some of those nifty columnar fruit trees (which I am sooo doing). Most importantly, there’s room for a beehive. I’ve already ordered my bees!!

There are still real, tangible drawbacks like not being near family and friends and continuing to work in a chaotic environment but when it became clear that we were not going to leave I realized that I would be forced to find a way to cope. So that’s what I’ve been working on.

Anyway, that’s what’s new.

Tiny House?

Sorry I’ve been so neglectful – so much in so little time!

The sale of the house went insanely smoothly, so smoothly I’m almost sure we undersold. That’s okay though. We made some money and you should never count money you never had as money lost. That way lies madness.

Don did a phenomenal, PHENOMENAL job selling all our stuff. We did wind up giving some stuff away but none of it was big. We managed to hang onto the special stuff that you shouldn’t part with unless there’s no other choice. We rented a 5X10 storage space to put artwork, photos, and some tools in.

We’ve been here at the RV park for 5-ish weeks and we moved into the 5th wheel 2 weeks before we moved. That’s a total of 7 weeks or a month and half in roughly 250 square feet. So far it’s not been a problem at all.

Hahaha, Don’s gonna kill me for posting pictures of the mess.

It’s not a total sacrifice living here. 🙂

As to where we will wind up, we don’t really know yet. I’m kind of really liking being able to put most of my check in the bank and leave it there.

Anyway, there’s no real reason for this post other than saying “Hi, we’re still alive.”