Never Enough Hours

It seems like there are never enough hours in a day to accomplish everything I want to do. Yesterday was a good example. We started the day visiting with Tiffany, who comes out to the motorhome every morning for coffee with Terry. It was Tiffany’s birthday, so I had to tease her about getting older, of course. I’m a dad, it’s my job.

While Terry and Tiffany were chatting, I answered a dozen or so e-mails, deleted another fifteen junk forwards, and approved some pending comments on my latest Bad Nick blog. Usually, after a person has left a comment or two that have been approved they stop going into the moderation file and appear automatically. Moderation is to prevent spam, which the blogs attract a lot of.

Then I went through the comments and did something I very seldom do; I deleted one and banned the poster from leaving future comments. I believe in the right to free speech and allow people to disagree with me or other commenters as long as they stay respectful and do not become abusive. We have had some heated debates in the past, and that’s okay. But several times in the past I have had to warn this person not to use profanity or attack other posters personally. He did it again yesterday, singling one person out and calling them filthy names. That was pushing it too far and now he’s gone. I apologize to anyone who was offended by his remarks.

Later on I spent some time cleaning a couple of rifles and sorting through my shooting bag to get things organized. Son-in-law Scott built me a shooting range here on their property and it wouldn’t be right of me not to show my appreciation by using it, right? Hopefully we’ll get that done in the next couple of days.

After Scott got home from work and took a shower, the four of us drove into Show Low for a birthday dinner at Cattlemen’s Steak House. This restaurant wasn’t here when we lived here, and we were very pleased. Scott and I had had rib eye steaks, Terry had grilled salmon, and Tiffany had the blackened prime rib. It was all very good, but the sample of her prime rib Tiffany shared with me was the best. The service was fast and friendly, and the portions were generous. This one will definitely get added to our Favorite Restaurants guidebook.

There was one woo woo moment when I noticed this stain on one of my spoons. I said I wasn’t sure if it was the Grim Reaper, the Madonna or a demon. Then again, it may have just been a stain. But we speculated on how much I could sell the spoon for on eBay.

We got back to the ranch about 7:30 and visited for a while, and then had a delicious banana nut cake, along with strawberries and homemade whipped cream, courtesy of Miss Terry. She called it a strawberry banana split shortcake. Whatever it was, it was the perfect way to end a busy day.

I’ve been running a sale on Big Lake the last two weeks, down from its regular price of $3.99 to just 99¢, and a lot of people have taken advantage of it. But all good things must come to an end, and today is the last day for the reduced price. Take advantage of it while you still can, and I bet you’ll enjoy it enough to read the rest of the series.

It’s Wednesday, and you know what that means. It’s time to kick off a new Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an audiobook of Big Lake Lynching, the second book in my Big Lake mystery series, set right here in the beautiful White Mountains of Arizona. All you have to do is click on the Free Drawing link and enter your name in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.

Thought For The Day – I chose the road less traveled and now I don’t know where the hell I am!

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