Friday, July 31, 2015

Houston, we have a problem ... only one flap deployed

Currently reading WAR OF HONOR by David Weber. This is 10th of 14 featuring Honor Harrington, a military space opera.  Here's a description:
The Star Kingdom has defeated the People's Republic of Haven and has spent five years negotiating, though not finalizing, an uneasy peace. Haven has undergone another revolution and is now a wobbly, democratic Republic of Haven. With a ceasefire in place with the Peeps, the new government of the Star Kingdom ignores the wishes of Queen Elizabeth and then threatens the very fabric of the Manticore Alliance against the People's Republic of Haven.
No one wanted another war. Thomas Theisman didn't. After risking his life and a fresh round of civil war to overthrow the Committee of Public Safety's reign of terror and restore the Republic of Haven's ancient Constitution, an interstellar war was the last thing he wanted. Baron High Ridge didn't. The Prime Minister of Manticore was perfectly happy with the war he had. No one was shooting anyone else at the moment, and as long as he could spin out negotiations on the formal treaty of peace, his government could continue to milk all those ''hostilities only'' tax measures for their own partisan projects. His Imperial Majesty Gustav didn't. Now that the fighting between the Star Kingdom and the Havenites had ended, the Andermani Emperor had his own plans for Silesia, and he was confident he could achieve them without a war of his own. Protector Benjamin didn't. His people had made too deep a commitment to the Manticoran Alliance, in blood as well as treasure, for him to want to risk seeing it all thrown away. And Honor Harrington certainly didn't. The ''Salamander'' had seen the inside of too many furnaces already, knew too much about how much war cost. Unfortunately, what they wanted didn't matter....
 Published in 2002, it has 880 pages. This is on my Kindle.  

Although, you know, the female version of this.

It's going to HOT for the next few days. 90s. Yucky hot.

With no AC at the house, this will be me:

Though not as cute is this little chica mia. :) And come on, you know you do it: make a noise in front of a running fan to hear your voice be funny. Side note: I was looking for an example of that on YouTube -- there are at least a DOZEN clips of white noise of fans running for eight to ten hours at a time. Whoa. I mean, yes, I do use a fan as white noise to sleep at night but you can actually choose from a dozen on the Internet if you wanted.

I don't think we'll be going to any movies though the new Mission Impossible is a possible go-to in the future. I've got lots to view on the computer in the meantime. In the cool of my basement.

Have a great weekend, everyone. That's an order.

Oh, I almost forgot to sneak a Deeks:

Someone who appreciates me when I'm angry? Yes!

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Hanging in there


And I REALLY need to sneak some Deeks:

Yeah, that just makes me happy.

I went back to the hair place and had a do-over. I like it much much better now. And it's too short to put into a ponytail !!!

I've got an appointment after work today so that should help out too. And I'm getting in touch with someone who can help me maybe transition into a side biz I'm interested in. We'll see how that goes.

Have a great day, everyone.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

There's another way? What?

We had a huuuuuge storm yesterday. Here's a photo someone posted from the Costco parking lot:

I had that and more to drive through going through the 6th Street underpass after work. But I'm in an SUV, I'm invincible.

Ok, it wasn't as bad as THAT.

And I got my hair cut yesterday. I don't know if I'm satisfied with it. When I say "trim" they cut; when I say "cut", they trim. I wanted a cut. I provided a photo of what I wanted it to be like. Nope. I got a trim. Sigh. I think there's a language barrier problem.

I may go back. I've got 7 days where they won't charge me if I do.

And I decided we were having spaghetti last night. I don't get to have it that often because Steve hates tomatoes and thinks spaghetti gives him heartburn. But I didn't care, bwha hahaha!

I wanted spaghetti. Love it. Given my choice for a last meal, I would choose spaghetti.

And there's leftovers I can have tomorrow night when Steve is gone at the gun range.

I accidentally left my earbuds home today so I can't listen to stuff on my computer while I work. To make myself happy, I'm sneaking a Deeks:

That's some serious eyebrow action.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Monday, July 27, 2015

Stepping .... carefully ... slippery floor.... scary

 And just like that ...

And here we are on Monday.

I mean it's not Monday's fault:

But perhaps a better attitude is called for

 Have a good one!

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Friday, July 24, 2015

Go buy cookies ... go buy cookies ....


It's our 30th high school reunion this weekend but we're not going. I've got too much on my plate right now to deal with it.

I didn't go to the 10th -- I should have. I looked good and didn't know it.

Ah well. We did go to the 20th and it was fun. Soooo ... here's looking at 40th.

I did tell Steve that we should finally go to a movie or two this weekend. We don't want to see Ant Man so I'm thinking it will be Jurassic World.

Otherwise, I'll be hangin' with the boys, keeping cool.

Have a great weekend, y'all.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Sadly, your argument is invalid

I updated my cell phone today.

Mine was a rather old one (a Blackberry) and the reception was fuzzy so it was probably past time to do it. I don't really use my phone that much, just for emergencies or to ask if we need groceries while I'm at the store.

Steve can't LIVE without his cell.

When Steve's nieces were here over the holiday, at one point they were playing on our phones before dinner -- they are aged going into kindergarten and 2nd grade, and were maneuvering the heck out them like pros. Scary.

Yes, I know I'm a Luddite when it comes to cell phones.

And I do find this clever:

And this is our future:

I gotta go figure out how to answer a call on this darn thing.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster