Infinite

Just so hard to believe that Thanksgiving is over and the Christmas season is fast approaching. For us college football season just started the other day and now it is over for my husband, while he did get to go to 4 games, however it was a mixed year, he did enjoy himself with his family and friends.

Every year I always take my Halloween pumpkins down by the creek and bust them to feed all the little varmints, so much fun to watch from my kitchen window to see who will show up, quickly found out that I started off with one opposum, now have 3 showing up for supper. Who knows what else? I only had 2 pumpkins so I put on Next Door that if anybody had any uncarved pumpkins drop them off at my house. Did I ever open a can of worms as I ended up with over 40 of the durn things. Luckily one of my regulars took some of them off my hands.

This year for Christmas we decided not to put the big tree up in the foyer as we no longer entertain as we once did, it is a hassle so we just passed. We do have 2 trees in the family room one being my 8$ Charlie Brown tree that I bought from Goodwill. As usual he had to have company putting up the tree so this year I put on some black fishnets, my white bunny tail and bunny ears. He must have enjoyed it as an old worn out Playboy bunny did get a rise out of him plus he got some pretty decent pictures. I am sure other sinister women will show up under the tree, have to keep a smile on Santa’s face.

My dreaded fruitcake has now been made, resting in its tin, an apple in the middle and being lovingly soaked with rum. I started it as a joke, now I am expected to make one every year as my parents, son in law and my sister love it, or so they say. Be starting the fudge factory next week, that is always in demand, my little couple from the bar has been expecting it since summer.

Just to hard to believe that October went by so fast and here we are well into November.

Halloween was as usual, my husband buying 600 pieces of candy for our 20 ghosts and goblins, loaded them up so at least they hit the jackpot at our house. Still plenty left ever making him a Butterfinger pie. And he has been busy going off to football with his family, one more to go. We had a little plaque on our mantle: We Interupt This Marriage For Football Season. Never so true at this household.

Probably played the last of my golf this year unless we play a round of Par3. My last round I was really getting down on the ball, hitting it straight just wish I could putt. He says he is going to buy me a new putter for Christmas, now if that isn’t true love, I don’t know what is. 😱😱. Really having a lot of trouble with mom these days as she is losing all of the strength in both of her thumbs. We now have to open all of her lids and bottles for her and she has just about reached the point she can no longer do her hair. I went over the other day and done her hair, just with a towel dry, then a hairdryer and brush. Since she has fairly short hair, it come out in small curls, she liked it and dad was calling her Hot Stuff. Created a monster.

For the last 2 years we have had trouble getting to see our grandchildren as her mother did not want me around “her” grandchildren. Well it all seems like it all came to a head between my daughter and her mother. We went down for the weekend and it seems she is pretty much out of the picture for the time being. As usual we always stay at a Courtyard and grandpa and granny had a good time also, just have to take along some dick hardeners.

Hard to believe Christmas is just around the corner, we are discussing whether or not we are going to put the big tree up in the foyer this year. Thinking we are going to pass. Or course it won’t matter I always end up naked when we decorate for Christmas, been than way for over 20 years, can’t see it changing. Not that I want it to.

I am sitting here alone for the weekend, hubby is off for a football weekend, and I must admit I am not very happy about it. Normally my friend and I visit a casino where we eat, play some slots, listen to a band and get harassed in the nightclub. Some months ago she entered a relationship with another woman, she always wanted something more steady that I was unable to provide, so she did so with my blessing. Sadly there is a great deal of trouble in paradise and she is looking for a way out. Hopefully.

During the Covid shutdown I bought a bicycle to get out and ride around the neighborhood and still enjoy doing so. It is 3 speed, has a basket and a little dingy dingy bell on it which I am sure will keep me from getting taken out by a Peterbilt

Now we have not been able to buy any rain for over 3 week so with that in mind off I go Wednesday morning. I spot a house with a dumpster in the driveway so I take a look, carpet being torn out and other stuff, hop on my bike and keep going, get as far from my house as I can get and do the skies ever open up. Big Time. No sense racing home as I am already soaked, got there and in the garage runs my ole garage cat, think he was wetter than me. Know he was pissed. Dry him off, I strip down and was a hot shower ever a treat.

Well this morning I get my bike out again, different dumpster in the driveway, this time some furniture, mattresses, etc, and I spot something. There is this bowl barely sticking out under some rubbish. I have a lot of titles in life, wife, lover, grandmother, gardener, creative cook, bartender, caring front office grunt and now a new one. Dumpster Diver. I went after that bowl and was it worth it, a fine bowl one would find at a pottery shop or an exclusive arts and craft show.

Am now tending bar every Sunday afternoon for NFL games, great breakfast crowd and place is packed if the right teams are playing. This Sunday they are. Don’t get to watch any of the action but fun to get caught up in the crowd, still wearing my Bart Starr jersey though we don’t have any Packer fans. Might have to get a Joe Burrow one as we have quite a few Bengal fans, some of them might tip a little better.

Been out back cutting back the summer flowers and garden, so sorry to see them go but all things must come to an end. Firewood has been delivered so I guess I can play snugglebunny in front of a warm fire, those green tights and long leg girdle still works so as long as he is happy, why change. Might ever serve him popcorn in my new bowl, just won’t tell him how I got it.

I am going to start off by venting. I tend bar on Sunday’s during the fall football season as I enjoy being around the people and the excitement of football. The staff is really stretched thin on weekends as the bar is packed to the seams both Saturday and Sunday from the time we open until closing time. I opened this morning to the breakfast crowd and spent the first 30 minutes making Bloody Mary’s, Mimosa and Screwdrivers as fast as I can. Then came the football crowd and the bar area was full. OK!!! Four guys sit down, one orders a beer, the other 3 water, sit there and take up 4 seats for 3 hours. No food, one beer and water. Then 4 other guys sit down, buckets of beer, halftime shots, appys and sandwiches.

Tab is over 160$ plus tax, take him his tab, gives me his card, fills in the tip. Five lousy dollars.

Told the night shift manager about the deal with the water, he told me if it happens again to tell them to leave.

Well my little garden was really doing great with my wonderful tomato plants. Go out on Monday night and all is well, go out Wednesday and blight was halfway up all my plants. So I lost them. Did get a round of golf in with my husband and another couple, did not do real bad considering how little I have played this summer. And did have lunch with the guys I used to work with. There were 6 of us, me being the only woman, one is still working and one passed on from covid-19. Nice to catch up and see what has happened with our lives since we separated.

Really about it, life is just drifting along, the way I like it I guess.