I'm Just Saying

This week at The Funny Farm has not been for the faint-hearted.

When temps plummet and oblige us to disconnect the water to the barn and drain the pipes, while I use a couple of plug in, electric buckets to keep water warm, we still end up toting hot water from the house to help melt the outdoor water troughs and soak alfalfa.

Editor’s note: This is a Best Of Pam Stone column that previously ran in a Jan. 2023 issue of The Greer Citizen.

It’s taken a while, but Paul’s Christmas present has finally arrived—the first of a monthly delivery.

Yes, I did it… for the man who has the same reaction as the levitating Snuffles the dog on Quick Draw McGraw over a piece of Stilton, I made Paul a member of a “Cheese of the Month Club.”

I have come to believe that weather apps are somewhat akin to a Magic 8 ball: they are rarely spot on, but more than likely vague and unhelpful.

Warning: Boomer alert.

I don’t know that the following is a rant…it’s certainly not scorn or cynicism. I think perhaps it is incredulity, with an egg wash of despair. Yes, okay, I hear you. I’ll get to the point:

They said it couldn’t be done.

They said our best efforts would end in tears.

They even called us deluded rookies.

But we showed ‘em. At least so far….

If there’s one thing that drives me crazy it’s the seemingly daily posts on social media and news paper offerings that blurt,
“You’re loading your dishwasher wrong!”

“You’re showering wrong!” (Read that yesterday.)

I write this on what is celebrated as the feast of Saint Nicholas of Myra in most western Christian countries, and it was the life of this generous man who inspired the character of Santa Claus.