So last week during the wind storm, in the middle of the night, we kept hearing this goat crying.
It was terrible and the only thing we could think of was maybe the neighbor down the road, that their goat, got out and fell into the other neighbors pond. It was too dark and windy to go outside, so we just sat in bed, trying to go back to sleep.
After about an hour the wind died down and we realized it was a large tree near our house just creaking.
The next day 2 of the other neighbors thought the same thing, about a crying goat, so at least we knew we were not dreaming.
May 25 - 31
Folks, I apologize I haven't written any thing the last few weeks, lets just say it has been a difficult time.
I am not talking about the fact that Phoebe caught and ate a bird in our bedroom, or the fact that I lost the keys to my daughter's public storage unit. I am talking about plumbing.
So the other morning, I get up to find all the plumbing is backed up, and I can't get it plunged. We live in the country so we don't have a sewer system, we have a septic system. So there are 2 clean outs one is under our deck which is very difficult to get to. The other is by the septic tank. So I take a large wrench to try and open the clean out. Now, I have said before, I am not the sharpest tool in the shed. Our house is a 2 story house, and the clean out is about 6 feet below the bottom story, so you would think there would be a lot of pressure on that clean out. Well, I didn't think of that as I was loosening this large plug, that screws into a large 4 inch plastic pipe, that then is only a few feet from the septic tank. So as I get the wrench moving it suddenly loosens the plug quite quickly and suddenly there is a spray coming up between my hands. Before I realize what I have done, it is too late.
I am now, not the person you ever want to sit next to, anywhere, especially in a restaurant.
Ok, just to let you know, I did shower multiple times, before I did come back to work, and I just went ahead and burnt my clothes.
May 4 - 10
Dear Friends and Customers,
I attempted to write this once and it disappeared, so here is my second attempt.
This past Friday marked our 45th anniversary. On May 1, 1981, with the help of my first wife and my parents, I purchased Walt's Restaurant. We were quite brave back then, as Walt's was open 24 hours a day. Looking back, it is hard to imagine staying open that much; these days, I can hardly make it until 2:00 PM.
At that time, a cup of coffee was 40 cents and a petite breakfast was $2.00. For just three dollars, you could enjoy a meal and leave a tip. Forty-five years later, we have become FlapJacks and now close at 2:00 PM.
I have so many fond memories of our customers over the years. I hope there is a Heaven where I can eventually hang out with all of them again—though if I end up in the other place, I’m sure I’ll know plenty of people there, too.
Thank you all for 45 wonderful years.
Apr 27 - May 3
Have you heard of the lack of facial recognition. Those are people who don't recognize faces.
Well, I suffer form something similar. I can't recognize geese, to me they all look the same.
So, as I am out looking for the couple with all their goslings, I keep seeing geese all over my yard and the neighbors, but I can't tell who is who or if their babies are not present. I haven't seen the babies since last week.
I keep seeing couples without their children, so I can't tell if they are the parents or not. When you start a conversation with the wrong goose, it can get a little embarrassing. Parents think you are weird when you ask about their missing children.
Any way, I assumed all the babies had gotten lost or eaten, when just now I got this photo of the parents with their babies.
So all is well.
