think outside of the (mail)box

For the sixth time now, others have decided that we really didn't have a use for a mailbox. However hard we beg to differ, the result is still the same: a crushed box, a broken post, and a disgruntled father-in-law who has to come over and dig a new post hole or try to salvage the old one.

I called the post office to declare my misfortune and ask for possible solutions. One of the biggest problems that we faced is that the driver would be heading west on the road I live on. That means the mailbox would have to be on the north side of the road. We live on the south. The box is on property that I'm not sure that I have the right to modify and even if I could, the ditch is too deep and steep to do anything.

After listening to many that I couldn't do, (i.e. build the ditch bigger and offset the box from the road) I offered one. It was simply to put the box inside the drive closer to the house and farther from danger. This was disregarded almost immediately because of regulations. Unless there is a doctors order that health was in danger there would be no house delivery. I explained that it wouldn't be house delivery and that the driver would not have to reverse out of the driveway because of the circle drive. Still regulations state that only if a doctor certified heath risk was involved would a driver be obligated to pull into a driveway at all.

SO the only way outta this is gleamingly clear.

Dig yet another hole, erect a post, set a box to the top, and then Duct Tape a possum to the mailbox.

CLEARLY there would be a health risk to the opossum the next time the box gets creamed, any doctor can see that. In addition anyone delivering and receiving mail would scare it enough that the animal would "play dead" and no harm would delivered and or received by the creature.

Anyway you look at it, it's almost a win-win situation for everyone.... except the possum.

Then with the health risk of the poor little rat-like, stinky, ugly, make your dogs bark at two in the morning til their throats are raw type creature, OF COURSE the post office will let me build a box inside the driveway. And if they don't, well that will be a sight to see the next time the box gets bashed

Can't blame me

I voted.

did you?

I am freezing

And I don't wanna hear any "you think THAT"S cold, well blah blah..."

Whatever, I'm freezing. But the furnace is staying OFF. Beloved wouldn't let me turn the AC on in September when I was so hot I had to stand in front of the refrigerator to cool down, so she can wait till December. The only backfire to this is that her ice cold nose has been finding it's way to the back of my neck, making me jump outta my skin. NOT cool.

Anyhoo....

Beloved was reading my blog and noticed that all I talk about anymore is boring stuff like the puppies (with the exception of the turtle incident which she wasn't all excited about). I happen to think that the puppies are far from boring and make for wonderful conversation.... but as I read what I type I realize that I'm not all that far from someone who would personify a pet to excess. EX: I was over at a friends house the other day and their dog went ape. My friends dad grabbed the animal, picked it up and said "oh that's sucha bad puppy! YES YOU ARE!! Now you apologize, come on say your sorry! Say your sorry! come on!"

I half expected for the dog to look at me any say "Look dude, my bad. I didn't recognize you and honestly you do somewhat smell like bacon".

My dogs go ape, they get smacked. nuff said.

SO the idea that this session was NOT going to be about my dogs, I'll pull a subject change and talk about something else.

let's see...

I have a shoe horn.

I think it's from the Shoe Carnival... because is says Shoe Carnival on it.

That would be a good clue.

I only bring this up not because I use it often, but because it's right here on the computer desk and I'm looking at it. It's here because that's where I put it after I frantically searched for it and couldn't find it; so now I know where it is next time i need it. What did I need it for? This week I killed my fourth scorpion with it. Well the first one was outside and that one was killed with a rock. Two others have come up through drains and have been shoe horned. The one this week was polite enough to use the front door. It's still got shoe horned. I like the shoe horn approach because WHO DOES THAT??? Also because a massive case of aftermath heebeegeebees can be averted that way and......

Ok speaking of heebeegeebees, a slight case is setting in right now so I'm gonna change the subject.

or just quit here and think happy thoughts....


yeah I think I'll do that.