Imperatoris Chronicorum II

 

Well, this week then, right?

Sunday started off with Resurrection Sunday, known to the heathens and nominals as Easter. Our church was pretty full and we had a couple of guys in safety vests outside directing people to where they could park. It wasn't quite elbow to elbow room, but for about 9/10ths of the seating, it was. The music team really banged on the drums during the songs and it made me especially glad that I bought some Loop Earplugs. I plan on doing a post in May on the earplugs since by then I'll have a lot more usage out of them. They worked a treat and I didn't feel like my eardrums were being rattled around. Pastor Mike's sermon was on point and I thought he did a great job of preaching to a mixed crowd that included people who had been Christians their whole lives to the people just doing Easter Sunday as their once or twice a year visit. That's a tough line to walk and he did it well. With so many people in attendance, I never know how I'm going to feel afterwards, so we hadn't made any plans.

Thankfully, I was feeling good so we went out for lunch at the one food place open in town(I jest, but thankfully, most places were shut down and I was glad of it). We both got the vegetable omelet and I had the chai latte to drink while Mrs B had a mango smoothie. We went home full but not gluttonized (behold I, Imperator Bookstooge, have created a new word!) The rest of the day was a combination of chores, Munchkins and lazing around while it rained outside. So it was a good day.

Monday was a great way to ease into the work week. Two very easy jobs that we didn't have to rush to finish. It was also sunny! Bonus points for sunshine!

Tuesday morning we woke up to snow covering our cars! Not much, but enough to cover them. And it kept on snowing during the day!! It was ridiculous!!! You can tell because of all the exclamation points I use in this very short paragraph!!!!!

Wednesday, WELL, Wednesday was the king of the week. In preparation for the weekend (When Mrs B is going away to a Ladies Retreat at my old church), I placed an order at Mr Macs. Nothing says being a bachelor for the weekend like an order of Philly Cheese Steak mac and Deluxe Cheeseburger mac :-D Of course, I had to try it out to make sure it wasn't poison. Thank goodness I survived. I was really worried ;-)

Because Wednesday went so well, the balance of the universe had to be restored. Thursday we ended up doing a job in Taxachusetts in a hellhole of a piece of property covered in vines and just crawling with ticks. We were setting missing lot corners and had to set eight 1inch iron pins that were 30inches long. We cut through the vines, trees, whatever, picked the ticks off of us before they imbedded themselves into our flesh and then hammered those blasted pins into the ground until they were flush. Then we repeated that seven more times. I took an ibuprofen at lunch and even with that, my elbow, shoulder and back were killing me by day's end. The only good part of the day was going home and finishing off the philly cheese steak mac and cheese :-D

Friday was sunny and 70F. A bit warm for early April, but I'll take it over snow, any day. My parental pod had flown up to go to the aforementioned Ladies Retreat with Mrs B and so my brother and sister-n-law brought her over and we all met up for dinner at a local restaurant and then she and Mrs B vamoosed. I went home, full of good food, knowing I had even more good food for the rest of the weekend. I watched the sun set through our french door slider and welcomed in the Sabbath. I was out like a light by 9pm.

Today, the plan is to hang out with the inFamous WC Bombfunk (aka my brother). Mrs B made me promise to get out of the house so I don't end up moping the whole weekend. Man, it's like she knows me or something, hahahaha. So he and I are going to do stuff, manly, macho, new england'y things, like wrastle grizzly bears or eat granite chunks or even throw tomahawks at each other, you know, the usual things guys in New England do. If we're feeling particularly cantankerous, we might have a beard growing contest to see who can grow the bushiest beard that afternoon. Of course, being The Imperator, I will win. I win at everything after all.

And that's a wrap for this week with Imperator Bookstooge.