A post a day APAD Day 20 Up in the Air again?

Leaving on a jet plane

At the end of March 2020, just as the world began to lose it’s fucking mind because of Covid, Thing One, her husband, and my twin grandsons moved to Colorado. (that’s another story for another time though) From that time, until May of last year, I have been flying or driving (mostly flying) to Colorado every 6 weeks to see them. The last time I was there was for Halloween last year. I was supposed to go again the 2nd week of December, but at the last minute decided to try to cut the tip of my finger off. ( Again another story for another time. )

When this post goes live, I SHOULD be on the airplane on my way to Colorado. Please cross your fingers all is going well!

As much as I have been traveling, you would think I would be a pro at it by now. The only things I can almost guarantee about the day is that:

  1. It will be a long one
  2. the rules will have changed from yesterday
  3. the waiting times will be enormous
  4. some one some where will cause a scene about something
  5. it will be different from my last flight
  6. I am sure that I will be using YAIS

Update**** on the ground safely. Truly the best travel day I have had in a long time. Not one instance of yais. Two infants that slept the whole flight. Almost no lines for anything. In The fact the only thing I was correct about is that it will be a long day and it would be different than my last flight

A Post a day APAD Day 19 — “YAIS”

Acronym, text shortcuts, leet speak, whatever you want to call it, most of us are familiar with some of them….LOL, LMAO, TTYL etc right? I most often use SMH (shaking my head) because, well I feel like I am always shaking my head thinking WTF or (WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?) at something. Lately though, as I am slowly wading back onto social media platforms I find myself saying or thinking “You’re ASS is showing”. To be honest though, when I see something that makes me feel like telling someone their ass is showing, I also quickly think they are probably not worth my time to TYPE or say those words.

The word Fuck used to be my go to word for EVERYTHING. (Yes I know I still say Fuck a lot) but I am trying to diversify. So now I’ve got a new one….. YAIS, not sure how to pronounce it yet, so I am not calling it a WORD, YET!….But I am declaring it a New acronym. Please use it freely EVERYTIME you feel the need. Let’s make this a thing shall we? SMH

What does YAIS mean?

It means Your ass is showing! You can even throw in a dumbass for good measure if you like πŸ™‚

A Day of Posts ADAP Day 18 Is this still your number?

We all get THOSE calls, well at least in the United States we do. You know the calls or texts telling you that your car’s extended warranty is expiring and you MUST ACT NOW!!!!!. SCAM!!!!!! Kind of funny when you don’t have a warranty or even a car right? But how about a text from a local number reading like this…” Hey Grace, is this still your number? It’s (insert a name you know here)” My first thought was “Hmmm, there is a new it’s your car’s extended warranty scam surfacing?!?!?. My next thought was, “you know I do know an (insert name here) , she was a really nice person. Shrug, “WTH?” I thought and replied with, “Yep” and set the phone down.

I went into the other room to tell Einstein what I did, fully expecting him to chastise me for my ignorance. When the text chirped again 5 minutes later….We looked at each other thinking…. “dumbass, probably shouldn’t have done that”. I KNEW better. I shrugged again, and finished what I was doing before going to retrieve my phone.

It was another text from that same number. THAT part didn’t surprise me in the least.

BUT the message itself did

IT REALLY WAS (insert name here) with a VERY SWEET message saying that she was enjoying reading my blogs again.

AWWWWWWWWWWW! No, Seriously….. AWWWWWWWWWWWW

That message MADE MY FUCKING DAY!!!!!!!

This happened two days ago and I’m still on a high about it. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy life to say such sweet things!!!

Earlier this weekend a blogger friend of mine dropped a LINK to my blog giving me some credit for lighting the blogging fire under his ass again. AWWWWWW another warm and fuzzy feeling moment. Thank you Steve!

Two weeks ago, another blogger, cowpattymt made my day when she offered me the encouraging words “Go for it girl, I like your posts” in the comment section of one of my APAD posts.

Thank you for the positive vibes! Part of the reason I disappeared last year was because I couldn’t handle all the negativity in the world and needed time to recharge. I’m glad I have your for company!!!!

For my European and Canadian friends, Do you also get scam telemarketing calls about expiring warranties etc?

A post a day APAD Day 17 GO TO BED NOW!

Have you ever been “put to bed” as an adult? This is not to be confused with taken to bed, but actually told by another adult, “You need to go to bed”. Maybe with a “RIGHT NOW” behind it…. Honestly, I don’t remember if I have. I would assume that if I had been, I was probably in bad enough shape to not remember anyway. But there it is… I have been told to go to bed…and I’m not gonna fight it. Now that I have posted it though, maybe I will remember?

A post a day APAD Day 16 Bacon for sale?

Venison Bacon Withdrawal?

I don’t actually think it’s a REAL thing. It’s probably more the memories or connection that I was looking for, but this an example of being careful what you ask for.

I began this conversation with my Dad’s cousin in May of last year.

In October, she messaged me this

Hmmmm 95 lbs?!?!??! WTF am I going to do with 95lbs of Bacon?!?!? $570?!?!

Maybe I should have given her an actual number? I did tell my parents and Thing 2 that I had asked her for a shit ton of venison bacon when I first messaged her, but I think we all assumed a shit ton would be like 20 lbs? I also knew that it was $6.00 a package but failed to calculate the total….. $570.00!!!! I really hoped they wanted to split it 3 ways….lol whoops (as much as I love the bacon, I honestly don’t think I could or should eat almost 2 lbs a week)

Thankfully, bacon addiction does run in my family. My parents, my daughter and her boyfriend, and Einstein and I split the order 3 ways. We agreed to meet in the middle (2.5 hours north for us and 2.5 hours south for my dads cousin and her husband) and had lunch at Culver’s. It was nice to play catch up. (this confirmed that it was also the memories and connection that I was craving) My parents owned a house just up the street from my Dad’s cousin for almost 30 years, but sold it 5 years ago when my grandma died. We all made trips “up north” several times a year each year. There was always Venison Bacon and Cheese Curds. Damn I forgot the cheese curds.