Friday, October 21, 2016

Time does not wait.....do it now.

Boy howdy how time passes us by. It's been 3 weeks since I last posted, but all y'all know all bout that don't ya?

I been one busy little feller since I last seen ya. Got that 18 item project list completed an' started on a new one. The shop has been finished and organized....gonna work out Ok if'n Robert don't clutter up the benches. Betcha a dollar he do as soon as he returns from his out of town job.

 Since these photos were took, there has been changes. Shelves, lumber racks, clean up an' that kind of stuff. It's now a woodworking shop.

I had me a winter inside "da house" project for front windershield curtains. Well guess what, it's done. Now let old Mother Nature try to come in an' make me cold this winter. That's my "wall".....no open borders in "da house".

I've done all I'm gonna do on the gnome house. I got me some photos of it an' that's all that matters at this point. No freak'n help at all from nobody. The two wheelbarrow loads of dirt are still sit'n in the back yard. The flowers "yo mama" was gonna plant is still at the nursery. The toys the grankids was gonna bring for the yard is still in toy boxes at home.

Since my last report on my back issues, my back has been do'n super good. Yup, no pains is super good. But I do have this one little spot that flares up ever once in a while. Could be I'm do'n much more than I should think'n I'm all fix up when I really ain't all fix up. You know what I'm talk'n bout.

Breath'n. Now breath'n is a issue I cain't do nuttin about. All these puffer thingys make a huge difference, but I'm still on a downhill trend. Get out of breath in nuttin flat. Got to go sit me down for a spell.

I'm still think'n I don't need this dad gum oxygen mak'n machine. It makes no difference in how I feel....not that it's supposed to. Ya see, they was tell'n me I quit breath'n at night an' my oxygen goes low. Well I check my oxygen levels at night when I wake up for a leg cramp or something like that. It's never been under 95% or what ever that number is. My next appointment I'm gonna have me a looksee at the reports from that overnight test thingy I wore.

Lost another 5 freak'n much needed pounds. "Ya gotta eat Billy Bob". Most days when I'm busy do'n stuff, I don't eat no breakfast....well I never eat no breakfast. For lunch I may wrap me up a cold hot dog in a slice of bread an' call it a meal. Many of my suppers are a peanutbutter jelly sammich dunked in a cup of milk. When I do decide to cook a meal, I get all the stuff my body needs, but that also ain't very offen. Gonna make me a daily high calorie menu an' see how that works out. "Walmart, I need to go to Walmart an' buy me some high calorie stuff".

Had me a couple three campfires burn'n up old scrap wood from the shop. One lasted up to 2am on one beautiful night. Ha ha, I runned out of wood. Well I really didn't run out of wood. We got a bunch of old oak an' pine from the two trees what died a sudden death. The oak won't produce no flames an' the pine is still green. The dead limbs off the pine burn pretty dad gum good though. I love campfires.

I thought I had some pics of my other projects, but I don't.
To gain more room in the lawnmower shed, I builded some shelves.

"HIL Harry, use the shelves, not the ground".
    Have ya ever see a plastic shed? This sucker is all plastic. But the doors are real.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Two weeks of blissful living....My God, I'm still alive.

Yeah I know, I have problems too an' just don't feel up to mak'n a blog post. I didn't realize it's been so long, but I did know it's been a while.

So Ok, here's the deal.....I been busy as hell do'n projects. Since "yo mama" an' FIL Harry has been in Texas, I ain't had me nobody to talk to all day long. So I been do'n stuff around the place....fix'n broke stuff, yard maintenance, attempting to repair a John Deere lawnmower, writ'n shit down that I want to do.... Had me a list 17 projects long. Down to only 5 to go. I been a busy little feller.
Did I mention I mowed bout a acre or so of tall grass? Took me 2 days.....I mow slow an' articulate.
Freak'n weed eater ate my lunch.

Oh shit, I almost forget to tell ya. I made it to 75 year old. Let's see if'n I make it another year.

The gnome house is done minus gnomes an' landscaping.
"yo mama" an' HIL Harry returned from their Texas trip an' I talk her into no flower garden on the backside of the stump. Now I can do anything I like to the landscape.

DIL Mandi is a short little girl. Getting into the pop up camper is a 16 inches step for her. Getting into the pull behind camper, it's a 10 inches step for her. So's I builded her a dual purpose step for both campers.
The step is in 2 pieces....it comes apart. The black an' pink is for the pop up camper...8 inch step. The pink is for the pull behind....4 inch step. Robert gets the job of carpet on the top to suit her desires.

Another big 2 day project was to make repairs to a crookit lawnmower shed. There are no photos.
Broked off key in the deadbolt lock thingy. Fix that right up....2 hours to put back together an' install.
We now have a "happy" lawnmower shed.

Me an' Robert talked for a few days bout adding on to the shop/shed we builded a while back. Bout a year I'm think'n. Today I sended Robert to the Home Depot to pick up some lumber for the floor. Add on is 8 foots by 16 foots. To be used ONLY for storage an' Roberts work tools he throws on the benches in the shop.

This will make the building 16 x 22 feets.

Tomorrow afternoon Robert will be picking up lumber for the walls. This will give me something to work on while Robert is out slav'n his ass off making a gazillion dollars a day. I know how to build walls ya know.

Ok, went to the back doctor the other day....Tuesday, an' the doc says...."what can I do for ya"? I tell him he can kill some nerves, L3, L4, L5 an' 2 nerves in the SI. The next day I was sedated an' he kill all them nerves....radio frequency ablation. Damn I love RFA. I have only two pains. One where he made an injection an' the other is a slight pain at the top of my right hip.

The lung doctor had sended me a device to check my oxygen level while asleep. A week later a health care place bringed me a oxygen mak'n thingy for me to use at night. Apparently I quit breath'n at night or something like that.
The first 4 days I used this device, I was still wide awake at 4 an' 5am every night. So's last night, I didn't use oxygen an' I falled fast asleep before 2 am. An' I sleeped all the ways to 10am. Hmmmm, what's the deal with this????

I been eat'n half ways decent, but still feel like I'm los'n more weight. Well....there are some days I only eat one meal....or what ever ya want to call it. Maybe that has something to do with it.

Poor Leonard hurted his right foot...2 days ago. He's been limp'n an' cry'n..."daddy I hurt, pet me for a hour or so". Today he is get'n round much much better an' says..."I'll let ya know when you can pet me". Think'n he will be OK in a couple more days.

This is all I can think of right now. I been feel'n super good, got my back fix up again, been work'n on projects, gnome house is done.....damn, I'm happy. Oh yeah....it were colder 'an a Canadian blizzard last night....48 freez'n degrees.

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Boy howdy, what a day.

Ok, I'm back. Sooner than I was expect'n too. I'm gonna rekon this post will be quite short after do'n mostly nuttin today.

But I had me a excuse to do nuttin. Ya see, last night was a total disaster. From skeeter bites, arthuritis in my toe, forward an' backards leg cramps, terrible hips pains....I didn't get me no sleep last night. Well, I did get me a few hours, something bout 4 to 6 sleep'n with my head lay'n on the desktop while sit'n in my chair. Not the best sleep'n position, but it worked better than the couch or the bed.

Today, a health care feller showed up at my door with a device to check my oxygen level while I'm sleep'n. Ha Ha....good luck with that. After I tell him my sleep'n habits, he assured me the device would know when I'm awake an' when I'm asleep....technology at it's best....or something like that. My awake oxygen levels are just fine....96-97.

I was sit'n outside on the deck sip'n up a cup an' try'n to come alive when the thought hit me...."let's go see how the gnome house front porch fits". This is the porch when I glue the decking on it. Forget to take a pick of the porch in place.

 What the hell, it's backards....the left side is on the right side an' the right side is on the left. But, never fear, the old Billy Bob make it fit just fine. Nobody will ever know.

While I was back on the deck sip'n up a cup, I got to think'n...."let's go to the shop an build some winders". Bout 3 to 4 hours later....I got winders.

 Hey, I see a "billy jeep". Winders come out almost perfect. Too good pretty for a gnome house. Curtains. We got to have curtains. Oh boy, Billy Bob gonna be a seamstress build'n curtains. The winders are 3 1/2 inches by 5 3/8 inches. Them gonna be some small curtains. Silk, I need some bright red silk panties.

That's all I was able to do today. Took me a nap out on the porch sit'n in my chair. Long bout 6:30 or so, here come grandson Tim with a big ol' bag full of Krystal burgers an' fries. We also fix the fence where the dogs are get'n out. They climb up on the dog house an' over the fence they go. Increased the height to bout 6 foots high. Climb that you sucker dogs....

Tomorrow if'n I feel up to it, I'm gonna go out to the tree stump an' install 3 winders. Then I'll sit there on the ground wait'n for somebody to help me get up off'n the ground. It's a chore get'n up by myself.  

Ok, today is done, tomorrow is a new day. See ya laters....

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

UPDATE: couple more pics...."Gnome Home" progress'n little at a time.

Gonna have to try something different today. Since there were very few comments on the gnome condo, let's talk bout health issues.

First off, by freak'n back is kill'n me....an' it keeps my up most the night with dad gum "hurt'n" pains, leg cramps. backards leg cramps an' I gotta go pee. Aspirin seems to help, but it also thins my blood an' just scratch'n a skeeter bite on my arms, I get me a bruise. Seems like the bruises take a lot more time to go away than a few months ago. You would think a guy like me would wear arm protectors. Yeah I got me some, two pair, but I feel like a little sissy ever time I put 'em on. Then when I go out in public, people look at me like "who the hell beat the crap out of you"? I betcha a dollar them nasty skeeters cain't bite through arm protectors.

Breathing is get'n back to being a issue again. Not so much breathing, but shortness of breath walk'n out to the ngome house tree stump. An' bout a hunnert trips out to the shop to cut some sticks on the table saw. For all the people what been tell'n me I got to rinse my mouth after us'n them breathalyzer dohickys, I been do'n that. But mostly with coffee....an' I spits it out.

Just for Louie.....a freak'n cat.....Leonard.

Sorry but I couldn't get a pic of the "freak'n bark'n dogs", but I did get a pic of "lay freak'n dogs".

Now....back to the gnome house.
Yesterday I had to remove the add on kitchen stump from the hole I chain sawed an' chiseled for hours in the in ground stump. There's an old say'n, "ya got to build on a solid foundation". I was in such a hurry....an' all excitis bout install'n the kitchen that I plumb disregarded the old say'n. But I fix in in nuttin flat....bout 2 hours. Even put me some long screws in it to hold it in place. Screwed the roof in place an' shingled the last row. Looks good from my house.

This morn'n I made a chain saw cut for the door an' porch to fit in. Put a few screws in some loose bark that bout to hit the ground if'n I touch it. This tree stump is VERY rotten....fall'n apart. But I'll proceed the best I can. I have me a bucket full of confidence an' lots of free time.

Ok, I builded a porch framework. Cut an' chiseled the hole for the door to fit into. Yup it fits. Took right at a hour or so for a perfect fit.
Ok, I chain sawed hell out that tree stump an' now we got a straight roof.....see I tole you!!!

 Before an' after. I hold cameras crookit....out of level.

You will also notice the porch framework....what fall slap apart. Super glue don't hold too good on this kind of wood.....treated deck decking. The last 2 hours or so have been spent reglue'n with that good ol' "monkey glue" (Gorilla Glue). Damn thing better not fall apart again....I be pissed if'n it do.
Three more winders go in the front....one on each side the door an' one centered in the second story. Damn, them gnomes is gonna love their house. Think'n call'n it "Gnome Home". 

Looks like I need to do a angle change on the roof. Wonder if'n my electric chain saw will fix that.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

It's Gnome Condo time....

Boy howdy when you're work'n on a project, blog'n take a second place. I been one busy sum-a-gun....build'n stuff.....sip'n a cup, do'n a little think'n an' a few cuss'n words when stuff don't fit.

Ha Ha, I been work'n on a gnome condo....with a great view of "yo mama's" driveway an' some freak'n trees. The condo will be fac'n the driveway an' not the road. A lot of sip'n up an' thought went into the direction it would face. If'n people want to see the gnome condo, they pull into the driveway.

Betcha a dollar none ya thought I were a rooofer did ya? I builded 3 rooofs. Didn't do it in 1 day neither. Man boy howdy, that were a job. NOTE: Silicone will NOT stick to cedar shingles. Shoot, I was think'n silicone would stick to anything. No fear, Billy Bob can fix most anything. 

I can also build wood doors.
That ain't where the door will be located, I just wanted to show ya what it look like.

Winders, yup, I can build kitchen winders too....annnd, I can also install 'em in a tree stump

Took the 2 rooof pieces out to the stump in the yard. Holy cows, them suckers fit pretty dad gum good. Opppps, I forgit to take a photo. 

Gnome condo construction on the porch deck is finished. Tomorrow will be way the hell out there in the yard tak'n a chain saw to the stump. The above photo of the add on kitchen will slide into a groove cut by chainsaw.....it's gonna be awesome. Maybe even a photo if'n I remember. 
Granson Tim put me up a big ol' canopy over the stump so's I don't have to slave in the blaz'n sunshine. Still hot in Georgia....use'n electric fans outside to evaporate gallons of sweat. 

Just a short note on my back issues. DAMN I hurt. Aspirin....aspirin....aspirin, in that order. 

Oh, I forget to tell ya...."yo mama" an' HIL Harry went to Texas on some urgent deal'ns. Don't know how long they gonna be gone. Could be a month or more, hell I don't know. And....Robert an' DIL Mandi went on a week vacation to the beach. Think'n Florida. Tim is stay'n here to kind of sorta watch over me....and take care of Roberts freak'n  bark'n dogs. 
Speak'n of dogs, the dogs love their new dawg house.  

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

I goes camp'n....somewheres...???

Ok, I'm gonna give a try on writ'n something. It's been rough folks, really rough.

I did make the family camp'n trip. There will be more on that later. It was rough.

Have ya ever had a doctor kill a bunch of your nerves an' then them suckers come back to full life an' says to ya...."Hey, do you remember me....can ya feel this"? This is what I been go'n through for the last few weeks. No, I didn't get me a appointment yet....but I will, I promise.

MsB, you been know'n me long enough to know when I jump into a project, I jump in with both my feets. Breath'n is still work'n. But I do have ups an' downs with that too.

Ha Ha Louie, that dad gum hurricana storm missed us by a couple hunnert mile. Well, maybe a hunnert is more like it. A few drops of rain, but that was it. Dog house roof was asbestos shingles left over from the shed.

em, I'm think'n there are some homeless gnomes camped out at Hobby Lobby. Almost certain I see some there. By the way em, the landscaping rose bushes was already there. I just had to do some trim'n on 'em.
This specially for you em.....this is my plan.

Caddie, yes I'm for hire, but NOT to build seven dawg houses.

Ok, I'm gonna start on the camp'n trip, but it's gonna take a while. First off, I feeled like crap the entire trip. To ease my pains, Robert loaded up the old office chair an' we took it along. I have such a wonderful son.
We loaded up Roberts pop up camper an' hit the road long bout 1pm Friday. Only a short drive to somewheres in norteast Ga. Was set'n up our camp at bout 4pm or so.

Others showed up till we had 5 filled camp sites.

Girls was danc'n....don't even ask.

Lay'n back do'n nuttin....restacat'n...eat'n...stuff like that.

The best I could do....sit'n round my own campfire enjoy'n life
With family.....

Grankids says....."come on Papaw, let's play some football". That didn't work out too well....they tackled me. No really, ya see, my office chair turn over on the way to the football play'n place....I was done play'n football. But I did attempt to play the corn hole game (Google is your best friend). Me an' my son Ronny teamed up against Robert an' my son Jesse. Ha, we skunked 'em an' then they refused to play anymore. Poor losers.

Everbody had a wonderful time. Me, I just sit in my chair an' take it all in. Glad I went. I musta eat up bout a hunnert hot dogs.....my favorite camp'n food.

That's all for now. Next post may have more photos an' more fun things to talk bout.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Updated with pics....One down, bout 3 to go. Projects that is.

Well here goes nuttin. I'm gonna take a few minutes an' see what I can write to get your attention.

Ok, the dog house project is finished. Well as finished as it's gonna be. Pic in a few minutes when I get me up enough energy to go outside an' take a pic. Maybe I'll just wait till HIL Harry put's the dogs in the back yard.

Well poop, Blogger won't allow me to post any photos right now. Maybe later.

Yesterday all 4 dogs used their new condo as though they had paid high dollar rent on it. Well, all except for the smallest dog Levi. He decides it's much cooler UNDER the deck than lay'n on the deck. He digged a hole. Now I got a hole to fix.

I breaked out my Walmart special hatchet, my Walmart special electric chain saw an' I started my new project...the gnome house. Holy crap, this oak stump piece is rotten. 

This is the add on kitchen what will be attached to the stump in the ground. Gnomes do cook....right? 

Boy howdy let me tell ya. When a man over do's his abilities, he has a price to pay. And the old Billy Bob over do'ed it an' I been pay'n the price for the last 4 5 days. Have ya ever go to bed way more earlier than usual an' you're still wide awake at 3.....4 oclock in the morn'n? You know, your brain filled with so much weird stuff ya just can't go to sleep. Or ya falls a sleep only to be waked up bout 14 times throughout the night with backards leg cramps?

Ya see, I been intend'n to make a appointment with my back pain doctor, but my God, I just been too busy that I plumb forget. My nerves what was killed a while back, have come back to life. An' they says...."Do ya feel this Billy Bob"?
With that said, I now have a problem. The family camp'n trip is this weekend. "Yo Mama" an' HIL Harry is go'n on a trip to Texas in a few days for don't know how long they gonna be gone. Robert an' DIL Mandi are go'n on vacation next week for something like 10 days....????, hell I don't know. I can't drive the "billy jeep" 'cause I ain't been to the DMV to change it over to Georgia to be legal. I have no ride to the doctor. Wll I do, but the last time my daughter Doris Lynn drived me to a doctor, she abandoned me an' my son Billy at the IHOP bout 30 miles from home. Anyhows, I need attention on my backside again. 

I been do'n great on my breath'n. The one an' only piece of equipment in my body what don't repair itself, an' I got it. My lungs will never be good as new, so don't even suggest it. I rekon I'm stuck at 37% until things get worser. But by God, I can breath again. An' I feel soooo much better. Eat'n up a storm.
Swiched over to a new med this morn'n. Symbicort 160/4.5 for all my internet nurses out there. It has side effects.....I hate side effects. An' for all you "rinse yer mouth" people out there, the instructions highly stress...in bold black letters....RINSE YER MOUTH.  

Family camp'n trip. Dang, I don't want to go. When my kids said "let's go camp'n" I was think'n a camp'n trip, not a dad gum super planned out high dollar trip to the orient with bookings to the Taj Mahaw with chefs an' servants at your bekon call. Menues are planned. Excursions are planned. Seating arrangements are planned. Games are planned. They are bring'n CD players with big speakers. Most conversation will be done by text messaging....I hate cell phones. 
"Damn Billy Bob....ya old fart, let's go camp'n".

Well shoot, "yo mama's" car done run out of air cond freon an' she ain't got no a/c. Hope I can find the leak....but not today. 

Ok, that's it for this time. See's ya laters....