a gallagher tale
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Camera Pictures
I can't believe how fast money can go. I went ahead and bought a new display for my computer. I was going to just buy a new computer, but I abhor the thought of having that Vista on my personal computer. Let Shane deal with it; it's not for me. A new screen is almost as much as the computer! Actually I bought one on eBay for about $290 so it's not horrible but I'm not thrilled about spending the money. What's this -- I'm only turning 27 and I'm buying my own birthday gifts? Sheesh. But I'll show you why I had to buy a new screen. Now keep in mind, I have been dealing with this fairly well for over a month now! But I am getting good & tired of having half my screen USELESS and a big ugly scar running down the middle of what's left!
As you can see, there are about three inches or more on the right side of my screen that are just blank white. Plus that scar is like a crack in the windshield, it's slowly but surely growing.. and growing.. and growing. Also it's starting to take on a sort of sick shape.
I have been using my "new" cell phone as a camera lately instead of my D50, because ... well, various reasons. One of them being convenience. I copied some of the pictures off my phone onto the computer tonight so I can share. With you!
I took this picture this afternoon in front of our trailer. It turned out so awesome that I had to put it as the background picture on my phone. Wildflowers are cool.
Tucker is a pretty good dog.
This is kind of a classic. Little boy in big boots. Those are my boots. He loves to put on our shoes. That's back when we were hotelin' it.
One Sunday while Shane was on the bulldozer, I took Zane and went on into town. We ended up having to wait for him for HOURS so we decided to kill some time in McDonalds. They did not have a playground, but they did have a table with Ronald sitting at it. A statue of Ronald. For some reason, Zane LOVED this guy.
It's one of those things I expect will scare him, and I couldn't be more wrong.
Nope, you can't scare this cool guy.
You also can't hide him.
This picture was my phone's background image for a long time. It looks like we're going through a drive-thru? Burger King, maybe? But it's badass. Look at that dog, under Shane's arm and kinda on his lap. Poor Cass, I miss her.
This one I took earlier today. I held the phone up to take a picture of Tucker and Zane ran over and sat next to him to get in the shot.
I said, "Give Tucker a kiss!" and he grabs him by the snout and pins him down so he can kiss him. He does this to me sometimes, too.
Well what else is new.
I have to go into the office every day to justify my salary. I don't like it there much. I used to really like the office, but there are a couple of salesmen (and woman) that I just dislike a lot and it ruins it for me. It gets really busy in there. I like it when certain people are there, and certain people AREN'T, but there's no way to tell who will come in when... I like the two women who work in the office and are there 9-5 every day, so that's ok. And of course I like Shane, but he is so busy I don't get to see him too much. Because I'm like, the wife.. and the assistant... I get asked a lot of questions. I know it's ridiculous, but I get sick of answering questions and helping people. (How DO I justify my salary?) Actually I do a lot of helping out in the office, and I do a little work too. I costed out five jobs the other day! And it turned out to be a real pain because there were some double-charges and what-not that had to be sorted out. I only did it as a personal favor for a friend :o) Oh and because it's part of my job. But.. for the most part.. work sucks. I'm ready to quit. I'm kind of like Sandra Bullock in Two Weeks, but it would take a real man to fire his own wife. However, I'm thinking Shane has what it takes. Hehe.
You know what I like?
Daydreaming.
Really! My imagination.. you wouldn't BELIEVE the things it comes up with. Really great things!
But sometimes it also comes up with really bad things. This usually happens late at night. I am not a good sleeper. I am one of those people who lie awake for two or three hours and toss and turn and groan and grumble until they finally fall asleep only to awaken a few hours later from some bad dream. You know the kind. I'm not kidding when I tell you that I have plotted out in my brain the exact location of every gun in our trailer, how I could get to each one the quickest, and also how I make each one work. Now most of them I only know how to work in theory, meaning Shane has shown me and explained to me what makes them tick (or, in this case, boom) but I haven't actually DONE it. Some of them I know by practice. I'm actually not a horrible shot. When I dream about bears (really, this is quite frequently), I think about the double barrelled shotgun. I have never shot this most revered of weapons, but I think I will someday soon. I think it will knock me over when it kicks, and I want to find out. I know where this gun is, and I know it would be kind of tricky to get to in a tight spot, but when that bear comes a-clawin', that's the sucker I'm going for. It's my understanding that shotguns are the deadliest of deadlies, and that double barreler.. yep, that's the one for bears.
I'm not really sure why I'm on a bear thing. But I think there are multiple causes. One was reading that article about that family going camping and the 11 yr old being dragged from his tent and mauled to death. Another is that the bears are THICK up at Shane's property this year. They come right up to the house and stare in the windows and eat off the grill. I haven't seen this myself, but Shane's stepmom has some authentic video footage. I don't care if they are black bears or polar bears, I don't like myself a bear. And then the other day I was following Zane around aimlessly down by the shop and what should I spy but a HUGE paw print in the sand! Shane reluctantly confirmed my fears. Big papa bear. Shane does not feel about bears like I feel about bears. Shane has confidence in his arsenal. I have confidence is scary news stories, and what-if's, and maybes. That's why I've had ulcers since I was six years old. That first night we slept in the trailer at my father-in-law's, I sat up all night long listening for the bear to climb through the screens and get into the trailer. Honestly. Everytime Tucker would stir I'd just barely catch the scream before it escaped my throat. I do have some confidence, though. Some hope. I have confidence in Tucker to warn me if a bear did enter the trailer (or even tried to). I also have confidence in Shane to shoot said bear before it killed us all. Even in his sleep. He's pretty handy with a gun. Him & his dad have been doing a lot of target practice these last few weekends. I sure like that little swelling of pride I get when I see Shane shoot. He's good. That one day a while ago I woke up in the middle of the night and felt the trailer rock, I sat up and grabbed Shane and said "I think someone's in the trailer!" and even though he was literally snoring, he was up with a gun in his hand before I'd finished speaking! And he scoured the whole place before giving me that look -- you know, the you silly little girl look -- and going back to bed. I don't know why I have so many scary dreams! It's my imagination, I'm telling you. I never outgrew it. Also I drink a lot of caffeine. Anyway, my imagination is going to make me rich someday. I don't even want to be rich, I just want to pay my bills and feed my critters.
Speaking of which... kinda... I have an appointment to get Tucker in for a bath on Wednesday. He needs one! I hope it isn't too expensive, because it'd be way easier than trying to give him a good bath myself. Plus I can't clip nails, too scary.
Maybe tomorrow I will get a chance to tell you about the refrigerator. Really, there's a story.
I think I'm going to revamp my layout again here pretty quick. Within the next month or two. :o)
1:33 a.m. - Tuesday, Jun. 26, 2007
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