An Open Letter to my Drill Press

I don't know about you guys, but sometimes I seriously hate crafting.  Yeah; I said that, SOMETIMES I HATE CRAFTING.  I don't know, I read all the blogs about how great people's wares are, how to build your business and make it better, or how amazing it can be to do your own thing, which is all great and very helpful, but you never really hear about the downside of it.  I'm talking about those really bad days where the last thing you want to do is come home from your day job only to work on your night job and nothing goes right.  Case in point, my drill press (yeah I'm talking to you drill press).  So here it goes, from the top:

Dear Drill Press,

If I could launch you to the end of the earth and back right now I would.  Why do you want to break on me when I have orders to fulfill?  I'm not sure why, you never respond, but here is my response to you, we are through.  I'm replacing you with the Dremel 3 in 1 and I don't really feel bad about it.  So have a good life drill press and take care.

Love,

Management

Okay I feel a little bit better about things now.

Does anyone else have days where everything they do with their business doesn't work out according to plan?  Or you feel like throwing in the towel, yet you don't because there is always that shiny success story at the end of the tunnel?  Well I want to hear from you, but for now it's off to give Skate Pet Feeder making another go....There are still hours left in the day.

Abraham's Oasis

I've been been getting a lot of requests for pics from out here lately and it dawned on me that I haven't really written about what I do for fun after work.  Yes folks, I do have fun out here...I'm pretty sure I can make anyplace or situation fun, I'm a Grogan, that's what we do.

Anyway, we decided that it was time to visit Abraham's Oasis.  Legend has it that the Oasis is where Abraham and his family drank from during their 700 mile trip from the land of Ur.  Surrounded by a lush palm grove, the Oasis's waters are filled with minnows, turtles, frogs, and birds.  It's almost surreal to stumble upon it because it's flourishing greenery is in stark contrast to the miles and miles of dirt and debris that border it.

Palm Grove by the Oasis

And that is your history lesson for today, back to our adventure - introducing Sam and Chris:

The man, the myth: Sam Peters

Sam is my friend from work in North Carolina, but he works on another project.  If any of you follow my Facebook pics, you'll have seen photos of Sam and the infamous camel spider, right before he squashed the crap out of it.  Sorry spider lovers out there, Meg + camel spiders = dead camel spiders, that's just the way I roll. 

Back to Sam...Sam enjoys drinking black and tans at the Irish pub in Swansboro, wing night at the rotorhead chowhall, and dome houses, not necessarily in that order.  Sam is always down for an adventure.

The notorious Chris Jones

Chris Jones is my buddy that normally works on the west coast, but out here we are one team one fight.  I like to yell his name out like the rap songs featuring Mike Jones.  "Chriiiiiiis Jooooones" I yell, it makes me giggle everytime.  Chris enjoys fishing in the Wadi, spending time with his family, and pancake eating contests.

Back to the adventure to the Oasis...At the Oasis I made the most amazing discovery.  Fish, turtles, and frogs, much like humans, love White Chedder Cheez-It's.  I am not really sure why I was surprised by this, Cheez-It's are fantastically delicious it's no shocker that wildlife would come to the same conclusion that humans do.  Below are some pics of us feeding the animals, don't worry they didn't bite.

Sam feeding the fish

I'm feeding the fish

and Chris is feeding the fish

No blog would be complete without photos of the happy customers, so I'll leave you with photos of the fish, turtles, and frogs.  Tune in next week to find out more about how my coworkers thought it would be funny to sell me to the Ugandan gate guards for 100 heads of cattle.