The Squeegee

I am trying to remember which of the brothers came up with the title of The Squeegee as like their official Trampoline Wrestling Federation character. For some reason my mind goes to Pete because he had all the goods when it came to creativity back in the day and even now. Seriously, who wouldn't want to be known as the squeegee? The Squeegee will wipe you right off the mat or trampoline anyway. Titles didn't matter much though, we all know who the champion of the TWF was.

When I was 15 years old I was working at KFC. Yes the fam remembers this time with fondness I am sure. I use to roll home with bags of left over chicken packed in the front compartment of the Zoe 500. The Zoe 500 was the greatest moped ever except that it topped out at like 55 KPH which is nothing to get excited about. Anyhow, whenever I closed the store one of my favorite tools was the squeegee. That think was awesome. As you might imagine we got a little grease on the floor at the old KFC and every night we had to pressure wash the floor. As part of that process we would squeegee everything into the grease trap in the middle of the kitchen floor. That squeegee was just awesome.

Today was the triumphal return of the hallowed squeegee to the arsenal of tools being used by myself. Much thanks to the old man. As detailed in my Grease post, there is a might bit of grease built up everywhere in the new building. It is really nasty. I continued my efforts to remove it today and hit a section with the little squeegee we had and was having a heck of a time because I am short, the handle was short and the squeegee was only 8" wide. It was not going very well or fast. Padre came over and I discussed this with him and suggested a larger squeegee and asked if he had a extension pole. Well, he went over and picked it up and this made all the difference. Then I got an extra special gift and had Amy there to help for a while. That really helped move things along. She manned the squeegee (who can blame her for choosing that job) while I sprayed the ceiling. Good form.

I have to say that the grease dripping off the squeegee and off the ceiling was flat gross. It was about the consistency of the grease that you can squeeze out of a slim jim. You know you are clogging arteries when you snap in to a slim jim. That stuff just oozes out of the meat. Yikes. Need a little excitement...

Tomorrow I have a goal to get in and get crackin early so I can cut out in the early afternoon for a trip to Vegas. I'm thinking the pressure washer may be the tool of choice on the brick walls. Hit em with the degreaser and then shoot em down. I cleaned out the floor drains today and with the power of the squeegee on hand we'll be good to go. Don't mess with the squeegee. We'll see. My list of things that need to be accomplished before I leave is getting longer so I may not get the pressure washer in there until Saturday. Tomorrow may just be the rest of the ceiling - yep, that oughta do.

Ah, this morning I was feeling some serious motivation and decided to knock out the sugar free hazel nut spread. I got my recipe and went for it. Well, not sure if I left the hazelnuts in the oven too long or if the splenda burned from the friction when I mixed it into the butter. I will say that I am quite disappointed in the outcome of this batch. May just need to squeegee it right out of the jars and into the old trash can. Shame. The first batch I did with the regular sugar was awesome but this stuff is not so good. I will probably keep it around anyway. It will be far too hard for me to part with it when the hazelnuts ran $10 for a pound.

The kids are well. Just had a discussion with Natty about prayer. She has something that she wants to pray for and wanted to know a few things. We had a pretty good discussion on it and talked about different answers to our prayers and being willing to accept the answer received from the Lord. She is a sharp girl and I am grateful for her faith in prayer and in her Heavenly Father.