DEER TRAILS Oh the inhumanity! Poor over-populated creatures. There must be a better way. With our recent plunge into the ice castles of Antarctica, there has been much talk about salting or the lack thereof. As I recall little Miss Morton does not perform so well in root cellar temps, especially if your root cellar is cold enough to preserve a stray stegosaurus or two. However, one solution has me agog (love that word and so seldom able to use it).
Around sugar beet country in mid and thumb Michigan territories they have experimented with combining beet waste with salt. Ok. What does a deer guy like besides a deer girl of course. Beets (root veggies) and salt licks. Ponder this scenario. Deer finds an absolutely irresistible treat on his/her local roadway. Pause to enjoy and "BOOM" car-deer encounter. Though not so fun for either deer or driver as my neighbor will attest after a surprise interaction between Bambi and her beloved SUV. Though she did get to drive a cool loaner baby Jeep truck for a couple of weeks. In this area we are so overrun with the creatures they are actually arranging "bucks in a barrel" shooting parties in local parks, but the treat in the street just seems too cruel. At least in the park they have a chance as they can choose crashing through the window of a local establishment or driving away in the hunter's cars (I've seen pictures, well maybe cartoons).
FLOORED Though the new floor has been in place for over a week, I am still subconsciously stepping over the crack that started the whole thing. Is that what they call muscle memory? I swear I still feel the offending part of the floor and look down every time I make the big step in that spot trying to avoid the crack. Don't want to break my Mother's back as they say. Apparently, the floor was somewhat uneven as much as 3/16 to 3/8 in parts allowing that standing onboard a moving boat feeling. Thus necessitating 2 and 1/2 days of leveling. The previous floor was stapled in place in a somewhat haphazard manner leading to the "floating" feeling in spots. (below showing crack in old floor right in a high traffic lane)
Another win presented itself as we are eliminating that automatic move to catch the flailing refrigerator door which is no longer necessary as the fridge is now level. Who knew? Maybe we will no longer have to thaw out the tomato juice that sits in the back as all the cold air centered there due to the tilt factor. Worth every exorbitant penny.
TIME FOR A MASSAGE No major breakthroughs on the chiro visits, but I did force myself to wear the orthotics more this week. Doc always asks, soooo. Feel like I'm teetering on the edge of marble mountain, but I remain committed to the three-month ordeal with the Chicken Doctor (Dr. Roost). If anything, I ache in different areas so that is progress of a sort. I also had an anatomy lesson of how the backbone is connected to the hip bone connected to the pelvic bone, etc., etc. Well, I did ask. We discuss my podcasts, so I think he's interested in appearing. Many are called but few follow through to coin a phrase.
PODCAST WORLD The poddie this week was a bit of a bust so may have to re-record which is a first. Apparently, a script, rehearsal and redraft of the script was not enough to avoid a "deer in the headlights" event. He was surprised I had a hard stop at 40 minutes and claimed he had not reviewed the revised questions that were the same just simpler after the rehearsal. Not my first rodeo and after three years I know we need to do all that prep work, they are told several times we do it in one take (no formal editing) and have a "hard stop" at 30-40 minutes. Sigh. These take a long time to complete based on schedules, etc. so losing one is a major hassle. I am moving onto the next one as this puts me behind schedule.
ONLY IN MICHIGAN I told the Chicken Doc that a Michigan girl knows better than to lick her lips in winter. Got pretty dry. As my sisters know I don't like sticky lips so rarely use lip balm and lipstick. So hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. Doc said he had a root canal that week and was so afraid his lips would get all dried out. I pointed out one mostly drools after a root canal, but being a natural product kind of guy maybe he refused the numbing meds. I have gone back to work after having dental work which was probably not the best plan when one cannot feel their mouth because my job was mostly talking lol. My emps would take the day off with the philosophy "I got sick time so why not?" I always approved it of course -- wimps.
Meanwhile MSU AND LIONS WIN!!!! Peace out....💚 💙
No comments:
Post a Comment