Ouch and other dad blamed stuff

 My foot is killing me. Again. But at least Monday is over. Now if they don't decide oh hey, let's run a shift Friday for someone after all! Right now, it's looking like either shift is going to work. I'd like the overtime, but I want my whole weekend. I'd love for them to say, we changed our mind, nobody has to work part of their weekend! The whole POINT of doing four ten-hour shifts was so nobody would have to work overtime. Lately, the plant is coming up with all kinds of ways to screw people out of part of their weekend. I'm getting really lit over it. It's also making me work as hard as I can on the shop. Sooner I get out of there, the better.

My right knee, thanks to Bandit, now aches to go with the right foot. While out getting her evening constitutional after I got home from work tonight, she ran right into my leg and slightly hyperextended my knee inwards. Ouch and tarnation. That dog is solid. As a puppy, while we were in the apartment I had before this place, at one point, she was running around and ran smack dab into the trash dumpster, head first. She shook it off and went running some more. The way she hit, as hard as she hit, I was certain for a moment that she'd broken her neck. Nope, up and right back at it. So yeah, when I say her head hit my knee and hyperextended it, it happened, it hurt, and it's all because she's got a hard freaking skull. I love that dog, but there are days....

Dinner tonight was BBQ chicken and mashed taters. From scratch taters. So they were nicely slightly lumpy. But sooo good with the chicken, which had just enough bite to warm my mouth but not set me on fire. While the chicken cooked, I got the stinky trash out of the kitchen and out to the burn barrel, which I still cannot light off because of the burn ban that continues. It rained good for about an hour this morning, but it was not nearly enough. So the stinky stuff sits there so it doesn't smell up the house. If it rots out there some, I'm fine with that. I can always tie a rag on my face to mask the smell when it comes time to pull all the bags out of the barrel so I can start lighting things off. One of the joys of country living is a burn barrel or burn pit. You do have to watch when there's a burn ban, especially when it goes on this long, but for the most part, just take out the trash daily and light it off and hang around for ten or fifteen minutes till it quits flaming and smoking. Once it's mostly ash, you're good to go. Keep some grating around to go on top of the barrel when it's lit to act as a spark arrestor, and you're really good to go. Considering this has been going on for about a month now, I have quite the mess of cardboard that's going to go up, too. I've been breaking them down and stuffing all the little ones into a big one, so it will be easier to take out and chunk in, but in the meantime...ugh.

I still need a shower for the night and as much time as I can squeeze out of things for the shop. This weekend, part of the plans for the shop include creating a new page for the footer that covers a longish list of books and supplies off Amazon that folks may want or need for their dog or cat friends. They will be affiliate links and noted as such, but if it earns me a few pennies here and there, so much the better. At one time, when I was really pushing things like homesteading, gardening, and canning/cooking ebooks, I was pulling in about $100 a month in affiliate income. Not a lot, but on a homestead, every little bit helps. I should really try harder to do them here as well, just I don't always have the time or inclination. I also need to turn on tips on the shop so that people can add a tip to their order if they wish, which will all go to the two no-kill shelters I have as charities for the shop to aid.

In the meantime, here are a bunch of pictures and memes for you to enjoy, while I go get a shower and do shop stuff. Till next time!






Only thing they're missing here is the Dollar General.




























I'd love to have this fountain with a small pond. I am such a bibliophile, this would so be me.


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