Showing posts with label scouts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scouts. Show all posts

Monday, June 21, 2010

Heat, humidity, and vacation season

The Boss is on vacation again this week. Should be interesting. Thankfully, so is the Slug. The charge nurses in control don't need any more mayhem than what occurs naturally at the Hotel.

The unit is cool in some spots and hot in others. It's a classic case of quads like it hot and everyone else likes it cool. This is the time of year I hope to take care of all the people who like it cool. Otherwise, I melt. I throw off the isolation gown ('cause it seems like almost everyone in our place is on isolation) and run into the cool hallway to get some relief.

And with all the heat and humidity comes the storms. Nice if I didn't feel like watering the plants, but not so nice when I'm out with Bubba and the scouts fishing. Those fish just don't like to bite during thunderstorms and standing in an open area with a fishing rod, is not the smart thing to do.

So Momma is gonna retire to some nice air conditioning, with a cool glass of whatever looks good.

More adventures later...

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Summertime

Yes, it's here again...hazy, hot, and humid.

Bubba's getting ready to go fishing with his kiddie pole with the scouts and Dahey and I are figuring out what has to get done before the heat of the day comes...to mow or not to mow. That is the question today.

And I decide to add a theme that looks a bit more summery, thanks to the new template designer in blogger. Has me wanting to hit the road again...maybe the boys will decide we need to take a little road trip.

More later...stay tuned.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

And I left the cool gloves at home

So Bubba and the scouts had to put up with plain, old white vinyl gloves. No pretty purple nitriles for the kiddies.

Thankfully, while we were cleaning up our section of adopted road recently, the following things occurred:

  • No kids fell into the creek from a height of 12 feet or greater.
  • No one was cut by broken glass.
  • No one ran into the street.
  • And last but not least, there was no need to explain uncapped needles or pornographic magazines as they did last time on this cleanup.
Maybe they'll get me a Scout Mom shirt for the next outing.

Stay tuned...