Still suffering from an Olympic fever...

During the night, I was awoken by an insistent female voice saying "low batteries." Now, you could check with either of my ex-wives, but I don't normally respond favorably to bitchy females waking me up in the middle of the night. I usually rip down the smoke detector, pull out one battery so it shuts up and then throw it across the room. But tonight, for some reason, I just took it down and replaced the three batteries. I put it back in place and went to bed, again. I must be getting mellow in my old age...

I woke up at 6:00 AM on Saturday. I filled in the Blog and posted it, then decided to go back to bed. I got up at 8:30 AM and got ready to face the day.

I wanted to print off a recipe, but the printer didn't work (first time in like three years!) I got a flashlight and crawled under the desk. I found the printer connection dangling. I pushed it back up through the hole and then went top-side and plugged it back in. I blame Caley for this (but I blame her for everything).

On the other hand, Scruffy has never, ever, jumped up on the desk while Caley treats this like it's her private playground. So, yeah, it was Caley.

I left about 10:00 AM to go get my glasses. I was a bit confused there. Normally the older woman (that I flirt with) takes me in back and fusses over the fit of them. Instead, there was a very young, buxom girl who just handed them to me and said, "If they don't fit right, feel free to come back and have them adjusted." Um... okay...

From there I went to Westborn. I got a beautiful 1 1/2 pound eggplant and a pound of fresh mussels (alive, alive-o).

Next, I went to CVS and got my prescriptions. Then I went home.

Just after I got in the door the phone rang. I stuck the live mussels in the fridge and talked to my friend B___. He told me some disturbing news about Obama ramming through some legislation that takes the control of the Great Lakes away from the surrounding states to the federal government. Mark my words: they are gonna steal the water, man!

One of the things we talked about was what would happen if the sun melted the snow and then it froze, again. It finally dawned on me if that mound was frozen, it'd probably rip out my exhaust system or gas tank. So, I put on my Canadian toque (feeling like an Olympic athlete) gloves and heavy coat. Then I went out to shovel the edge of the road at 1:00 AM (I know I am gonna screw up my back and shoulder!)

While I was thus occupied, my next-door neighbors Tammy and Rick drove by. They beeped the horn and he said he had to redo his drive and he would hit my drive, too (he's got a four-wheeler with a plow). So, (gratefully) I went back inside. I walked right through the house and refilled the bird feeder (Hey, I was dressed for it).

I called my buddy Leon to wish him a happy 62 year old birthday. He was out doing something with the cows, (I hope it's not that artificial insemination - that always creeps me out) but his wife Cathy said she'd give him the message.

My daughter Melissa called around 2:00 PM and we talked for a bit.

After we finished our chat, I started watching the Winter Olympics. I do love them, but must confess I fell asleep sometime in there.

I woke back up with the Olympics still on. Watched until about 8:30 PM, when I started getting hungry. Now, the plan was to make sausage-stuffed eggplant today and steamed mussels on Sunday. So, I cut off the stem end off the eggplant and cut that bad boy in half (length-wise). I put the two pieces on a tinfoil-lined cookie sheet and brushed them with olive oil.

I put them in a preheated 400 degrees F. oven and set the timer for 30 minutes. But, I realized I was missing good stuff on the Olympics. So, when the timer went off, I just took them out to cool. I grabbed a bag of Better-Made Waves chips and a tub of chip dip and decided that was dinner tonight. I watched the Olympics until then went off the air, put the cooled (cold) eggplant in the fridge and went to bed.