Well, I thought of one thing, from that nice, balcony of yours A couple of nice, surround-sound speakers and this music, nice and early after one of their "big fun at the cost of their neighbors", and did I mention "cranking" it up, LOL!!
Ha, I could get both of the problem neighbors with one 'shot' in that case @Denise Happyfeet. I can't afford stereo equipment, but I can crank something that I'm sure they wouldn't enjoy if they get too bad. Maybe I'll set off my car alarm next time the dogs start up .
LOL, yessssssssss, now there's a rude sound, LOL. I hear them in the parking lot of grocery stores a lot!! Hey, why not a car-alarm that blasts off "John Phillips Sousa's "Washington Post March". You can say oops, but after all, we are celebrating Veterans Day, the fact we've elected a new President, and, the fact my car-alarm works great!!
Good morning all on this Veterans/Remembrance Day. A huge thank you to all military who serve (d ) to keep us safe. As for those who paid the ultimate price, we will never forget. Thank you/merci beaucoup.
Amen to that @Sacheen BrightEagle I can't forget to say thank you to Canada military/veterans as well!!
so I guess chasing them down the street with your sack wasn't an option LOLLLLLLL!! Oh @Ike Willis that's the best!! LMBO!!
Mornin'. Golly miss Molly, it are only 28 degrees out there, here in clear, cold Iowa. No wonder I kept waking up last night. I didn't have the heat turned on. It's on now. When I was growing up, waking up to a cold house was a normal thing. Those old two story houses with coal/wood furnaces for heat would burn down overnight. Dad would get up and start up the fire but by the time the house would heat up again, we had to leave for work and school. The farmhouse we lived in had a grate in the floor of the living room over the cellar furnace. When we came in from being out in really cold weather, we would stand on the grate until we warmed up. Dang, but that heat felt good then. Then there was the ashes. Our farmhouse had an outside cellar entrance as well as an indoor one. Dad would park an old farm wagon outside the outer entrance. When he cleared ashes out of the furnace, he put them in steel bushel baskets and stacked them in the basement. In the spring, when the ground firmed up enough, dad would carry those baskets up and load them in the wagon, along with any other cans, bottles and non burnable trash. Then, he hitched the wagon to the tractor and would let me drive out through our front pasture, up the hill to the back pasture to a ravine in the back. It was our dump. Seems most farms had one. As a kid, I spent a lot of time poking around in these farm dumps. Nothing good ever got thrown away though. Mostly just cans, rusty buckets and bottles. Our dump also doubled as a shooting range. Anyway, happy weekend to you all.
Good morning! Another beauty of a day ahead! No one around here is feeling "down in the dumps"! Enjoy your oatmeal!
I've had me oatmeal but then dropped the bowl ! So now I'm on the hunt for replacements, as I'm always dropping them Not as easy as it sounds finding decent sized bowls, they are either tiny or Chinese shape Plus, its the dreaded laundry day, just been down and encountered the grizzly on me way - she just cannot give us a smile she is so darn 'bleep' - brings me right down she does - oh well, just get on with it All Xx
Have I said good morning? If I hadn't mornin all. That reminds me @Patsy Faye my new neighbour looks like Grizzly Adams. A really nice guy x