A Rainy Sunday sees the masses headed out...not to a church silly...to a brocante! Used crap and new Crap spread out on the pavement or any handy flat surface. Today it is featuring rain just like the weather persons said would happen tomorrow. So be it, we stay home, rest the clutch leg and work around the house finding shit to take to the "emmaus"...a charity very much like our Goodwill Industries. We have over-furnished this enormous maison (house)...many too many dust catchers, books and old computer parts, clothing etc. All can be easily dropped off at the Emmaus in St. Amand or Chateauroux so we shall do it. Tomorrow though we need to read and understand what we have to do to have Fur-Rr-Ee cross the sea with us to Ireland in another 10 days. Rabies and the Pet Passport are the main items to deal with. She is up to date in California but maybe not here and maybe not in the Pet Passport either. Needs fixing a vet does.
I changed the electrical spider arrangement at the landing on the 2nd floor...to elliminate extra power cables and to better distribute the juice (240/50Hz killer AC) throughout the 2nd floor bedrooms and computer room/office. Eventually I'll use those connections to guide the new wiring I'm going to do to solve our extended power outage issue. I can handle that business...redo the wiring with new and a couple of junction boxes serving the dining room, kitchen and larder/prep room as well as the 2nd floor rooms. But...I'm NOT going to start on it before the Ireland Expedition with Katie and Paul starring Ireland, East, West, South and North. I'm really looking forward to it as it is the origin of our first generatuion Irish-Americans...who left from Donegal a very long time ago.
And I had a run in with a very upset 50cm long Bumblebee buzzing around in my kitchen-of-Doom-and-some-Good-Things. She was buzzing around nicely trying to get out the very closed windows and suddenly changed her mind and flew into the left side of my head just in back of my ear! Noooooo way was I going to get stung by one of these creatures AGAIN this year (back in California) so I used both my hands to rapidly and forcefully remove her before she curled up and let me have it! My glasses, without which I am one very blind man, flew from my head and I heard them land and apparently BREAK (!%#$##!) somewhere in front of me. So where did the Bee go? I didn't know at the time...I just wanted to see! But the wayward glasses were nowhere to be found by touching like the blind fool I was there fumbling around on all 4's on the ancient tile floor. So I stood up and found my way carefully to the foot of the stairs and called out for Kelly...who soon arrived and threw me out the front door as the Bee of Death was still with me...on the back of my sweatshirt, planning her next attack on a more sensitive spot...down there! She plucked the little monster off my shirt and into the street where it dusted itself off from this terrible insult and promptly flew away. Then we went into the kitchen and hunted for the not so long lost glasses, not here, not there, under, on-top, in back of? Yes, in back of the kitchen cabinets and underneigth to boot. Soon she fished them out, I replaced the lens in it's rightful place ans that was that. Nice huh?
I have some pictures today too: Between Lignieres and St. Amand there grow a few POPPIES...enjoy!!
I changed the electrical spider arrangement at the landing on the 2nd floor...to elliminate extra power cables and to better distribute the juice (240/50Hz killer AC) throughout the 2nd floor bedrooms and computer room/office. Eventually I'll use those connections to guide the new wiring I'm going to do to solve our extended power outage issue. I can handle that business...redo the wiring with new and a couple of junction boxes serving the dining room, kitchen and larder/prep room as well as the 2nd floor rooms. But...I'm NOT going to start on it before the Ireland Expedition with Katie and Paul starring Ireland, East, West, South and North. I'm really looking forward to it as it is the origin of our first generatuion Irish-Americans...who left from Donegal a very long time ago.
And I had a run in with a very upset 50cm long Bumblebee buzzing around in my kitchen-of-Doom-and-some-Good-Things. She was buzzing around nicely trying to get out the very closed windows and suddenly changed her mind and flew into the left side of my head just in back of my ear! Noooooo way was I going to get stung by one of these creatures AGAIN this year (back in California) so I used both my hands to rapidly and forcefully remove her before she curled up and let me have it! My glasses, without which I am one very blind man, flew from my head and I heard them land and apparently BREAK (!%#$##!) somewhere in front of me. So where did the Bee go? I didn't know at the time...I just wanted to see! But the wayward glasses were nowhere to be found by touching like the blind fool I was there fumbling around on all 4's on the ancient tile floor. So I stood up and found my way carefully to the foot of the stairs and called out for Kelly...who soon arrived and threw me out the front door as the Bee of Death was still with me...on the back of my sweatshirt, planning her next attack on a more sensitive spot...down there! She plucked the little monster off my shirt and into the street where it dusted itself off from this terrible insult and promptly flew away. Then we went into the kitchen and hunted for the not so long lost glasses, not here, not there, under, on-top, in back of? Yes, in back of the kitchen cabinets and underneigth to boot. Soon she fished them out, I replaced the lens in it's rightful place ans that was that. Nice huh?
I have some pictures today too: Between Lignieres and St. Amand there grow a few POPPIES...enjoy!!
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