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that happened to my grandpa... forget why...

he was excited, less weight to carry around... he is 6'4 230

lol

 

lol good one

 

Yeah... Everyday ain't 420.

 

Well you have land, grow some damn weed.

 

I agree completely.

 

I also have deer... They eat weed, and just about anything else except the crap I'd like to get rid of.

 

Oh my goodness, what happened?

 

Build a fence!

Just a little garden plot sized one could be plenty.

You don't seem like the type who attracts much attention, or has many squares come to call. Doesn't seem like you'd have much to fear (don't construe that as legal advice..... I do not suggest that anybody break any laws, blah blah blah...).

 

I understand deer problem, I have that here.

I would have to build a massive fence around the property.. the fuckers can jump...

so we grow inside.

you can always make a 15X15ft and grow two plants with plunty of room. 2 plants grown healthy is a lot of pot for 1 person.

 

Very tall fence...


Someday I will be setup. That day won't be tomorrow, nor next month, maybe not even next year, I donno. Stuff costs money. Stuff takes time. I'm up to my maximum right now physically and financially. There's no money or time for a fence or a growroom. If there was, don't ya think I would already have one.

 

There's a few things I want to but probably more realistic heading into next year.

I want to grow a few plants for personal use.
I want to start brewing my own beer and mead and spirits.
I want to build a forge and try some metal urging.
I want to clean up my garage and turn it into a bar.

 

I want my fucking motorcycle

 

That's how I feel about my rice-burning shitcan.

 

I had a civic ex for 8 years. Loved that car.

It was never a rice burner cause I didn't mod the body and not touch the engine.

Hondas have a bad rep from dumb people.

Id love to have my civic again and drop a type-r in it.

A good modded civic cant be touched with a good driver.

damn things are so light.,.

 

He is diabetic and he let a blister get out of control with infection. Now it's gangrene.

 

at least you are getting it taken care of. my grandfather lost his whole lower leg, was supposed to go in on friday.... "couldnt find a babysitter for my cat..." and by monday it went from removing toes/ part of the foot, to everything off below the knee. served as a good lesson for the boy when he came out to visit. he was fascinated by the "robot leg" but we got to talk about diet and taking care of the body and going to the doctor when you need to. life lessons.

i did my glucose screen today. and then basically ate everything else in sight all day. got my TDaP booster too, so my arm is really fucking sore. hubby and son, and basically everyone else too, needs to get them. im not taking chances with whooping cough. im measuring ever so slightly ahead, which is not a big deal, and the nurse said hiccups are a sign that the little guy's lungs are developing well.

did some dishes, had some chamomile tea. time to brush teeth and go to bed. hubby goes to work in the morning for a change we are getting up at 5:30. i already set up coffee and his clothes. hopefully its a smooth morning.

nighty night folks, happy 4/20

 

I've been drinking a lot of green tea lately. I'm running to the toilet every 10mins. =\

Then this morning I drank 4 cups and got nothing, I just felt bloated. I run a hot bath and then it's like I have no seal anymore, I feel it there and it's not "cool, gotta pee, I'll hang on" it's "pee here, you got like 15sec or I'm bursting in through".

=0

 

Just made a rant post about nothing working...couldnt send it because the internet wasnt working

 

They don't make stuff.. like they used to.

God even I'm old enough to say that now. Unless it's a techno gadget, it's sure to be made worse than you remember.

 

The last man I thought I loved (and was also the last one I made that mistake with) had a big family...which is where this post is heading.

His brother-in-law was/is a hard-to-control diabetic. So, the ex's sister, her husband and their whole big-ass family have gotten to where they have to come to McD's every dang Sunday night. (rolleyes)

Oh, and let me Thank God I don't have to see that shitass's face...he knows he would not be well-received by me. :devil: Anyway, back to the story...

Well, the diabetic ALWAYS worries us to death if we forget to put their apple pies on the tray (even when we tell him the pies are cooking) and there is Never Ever a time he comes that he doesn't make us cook him 12 chocolate chip cookies fresh...yes, they must be hot and fresh. They don't have much money...so what's $6.50 for 12 stupid cookies...again, lets get a big eyeroll. gad He had to have some of his foot taken off back around the first of the year, and this past Sunday night when they arrived, he told some in the lobby how he had had his whole foot amputated...still got those apple pies and 12 chocolate chip cookies.

My bff's husband was a diatetic...she watched him like a hawk seeking prey and he knew better than to try and stop her controlling his eating. He ruled everything but his own eating. lol

Aeri, it sounds like your hubby is sort of determined to do what he wants. Bless you. <3