404 error; and; Oh much more-

Hope your Easter was a Hoppy one...

Hi All;
Hope your Easter holiday was 'wunnaful'.
Those of us in Wisconsin- (and probably other states as well), know all too well that this 'program' does not work.


The program is simply called "SPRING"
>You locate the folder (stored somewhere since time immemorial); and check off your personal options.
>You select "Install"... (or "Run").

And THIS is what you get...

INSTALLING "SPRING" ...

███████████████░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░  44% DONE.

... "

Install delayed....please wait.

Please try again...

404 error: Season file not found.

Season file "Spring" cannot be located.
The season file you are looking for might have been removed, had its name changed, or is temporarily unavailable.

You repeat ALL steps above...

INSTALLATION FAILED.
Please wait.

Please try again...

Please try again...
 
Please try again...

_________________________________________________

Finally you give up.   You have to... or go crazy waiting.
hehehe-
(and Thank You, Duane).

Wait-  "Go crazy waiting"??? 


This is what our first week of "Spring" looked like...




The ONLY cute thing about it was that it was called "Snowstorm Gabe"

(Sassy Gabriel)! hehehe

Mr. Snowstorm Gabriel broke all weather records for April for Green Bay.
(I believe those records date back to the 1880's or so).


Now about the "Give up" part...
 
That would be much unlike 'Life in Flintville'. 
(Go ahead, reread previous 1177 entries if you really need verification of that)....
I'll wait. (Really I will).
I will say in advance that I have threatened to many times, but you all would not allow it. (Thank you).

Neither did Greg and Casey ever 'give up' last week-
-after my day of 3 separate hospital appointments,
that I'd come home to this - - - - -

As you can tell by all the reflections in the picture, my basement is flooded.
I assure you that I do not wax the concrete in full or in part.

As you can also tell, I tried plunging it down the teeny tiny drain that I'd fashioned out of the old big one that had once upon a time held a sump pump.  (Belatedly, my fractured back told me that I should not have done that).
Not even those 2 times that did; and had no bubbles, no gurgle, no nothing, happen.
Hmmm  ~on 2nd thought maybe I should have left that old sump pump in... hehehe




Now, these are what Officer Randy would call...  ... "EVIDENCE!"

 hehehe

Once again, with thanks not only to Greg and Casey, but to Mr. Tim and Ms. Kelli too;
who borrowed out their own sump pump for us to use in the meanwhile.

After the water was all gone, the heat was turned on high, as was the fan-
It dried quickly, thank the powers that be...
The drain had to be covered/plugged.
Simply because THIS is where the damned water was coming from!
(And that is NOT how drains are s'posed'ta work)...

"Work"?    (Unfortunately, around here, that'd have to be Greg's forte)-
I heard a few cuss thoughts that emitted as mumbles from this lovely young man.
I asked if I could help with anything.
He asked to be left alone.
* Now that reminded me SO much of my dad when he was concentrating on something; ...
...(So, 'left alone' Greg was too)! hehehe












Looks very nice, all capped off! AND, we all slept quite well that night!
Good work Greg! 
(And to Thank You SO much TOO)!


Then came Friday- OR- "Good" Friday as it is for Christians all over the globe...




This next picture was taken that very next morning. "Good" Friday, remember?


Ruh-roh... (And, ixnay the "good" factor please).

The water that had been waiting to fill up my basement swimming pool via the teeny weenie drain, was NOW coming up through every single seam in the poured cement flooring.


By noon, we had THIS to contend with-





It is still a work in progress. But I assure you all that MUCH progress has already been made.

There is a new sump pump down there, very crudely installed as of yet- but it works, and THAT is the most important thing at this point in time.


As for my back, I am thinking that I will opt for an implanted pain device that delivers morphine (or whatever), 24/7, to my spinal column. This eliminates much of the need to be taking all these effing pills all the time.
Hopefully it will also eliminate the need for my shower chair, and maybe I will be able to even do some other stuff?
Admittedly, I do not know enough about it yet, but you can bet that I will find out! hehehe

The device itself is the size of a hockey puck and would be surgically implanted at the top of my butt cheek.  (Hmmm.... Now THAT should take some getting used to)!
Makes me wonder too, why they don't make it in the shape of a hand that would also deliver a little pinch every now and then?! hehehe  
(Hey, I might be a bit disabled, but I ain't dead)!

Hope all is well with everyone, and that I might leave you with a smile on your face?

My love to all !

XOXO
Me

PS
Happy 50th Birthday to my Sweet Sister "Snotball"!
(Be happy it's your birthday in human years-
 - Because in doggie years you'd be dead)!    

HAHAHA!!!!    (Love ya)!