Thursday, June 16, 2022

T-Hoe, I Hardly Blew Ye

Tuesday, Farmer H took me on a last-minute trip to our new favorite casino. He had some business to do with his pawn shop lady. Farmer H said we could pick up T-Hoe when we got back. Good thing we weren't just sitting at home waiting on that phone call! At 4:30, about halfway back, Farmer H's phone in A-Cad's radio rang. It was the guy who said he'd call when T-Hoe was ready.
 
"Okay. We'll be there around 5:15. You can just put the key inside and lock it up. We have the other set of keys."
 
Since Farmer H had already paid, there was no need to go inside. We got there about 5:30. Saw T-Hoe parked facing out, all ready for my ample rumpus. Farmer H had some items to drop off at his Storage Unit Store. He made sure I got in and T-Hoe started, then went the other direction. I took T-Hoe to the Gas Station Chicken Store for scratchers.

It was 97 degrees in Hillmomba. Had been 100 down in casino city. On my way home, T-Hoe's air conditioner was blowing nice and cool. Cooler, even, than before he got worked on! Hmm. I wondered if maybe they had put in some freon when they fixed those hoses and added antifreeze. I made a mental note to ask Farmer H. He had the itemized bill.
 
I enjoyed the cool air immensely. Actually, that's how I do pretty much everything. Immensely!
 
When I drove T-Hoe into the garage, I reached to turn the fan back down. It had been blowing on HIGH, and I usually keep it on low, so as not to disturb my lovely lady-mullet. In turning down the fan, I noticed that the thermostat was set on 60! Not on the 72 that I keep it on.
 
Pretty sure there was no new freon... I discarded my mental note for Farmer H.

6 comments:

Sioux Roslawski said...

So. The mechanics like it nice and cool, too?

And on your other not-so-secret blog, I saw "Coverage of Hick" and thought sure it was a post about Farmer H's fondness (or lack of) attire when using the pool.

Alas, it was not...

Hillbilly Mom said...

Sioux,
I'm guessing the mechanics too T-Hoe for a spin to make sure the hoses were hooked up right. The Pony said one day the heat index was 112. So I suppose T-Hoe with his black interior/exterior was quite toasty on that ride.

So sorry to disappoint you with Farmer H's fully clothedness. You still have your fantasies, Madam!

River said...

You keep T-Hoe's fan at 72? No wonder is wasn't cooling you. That's practically swimming weather in your country.

Hillbilly Mom said...

River,
I guess you would be swimming INSIDE the Mansion! Because THAT thermostat is set on 74! Except in winter, when it's on 68 for heat. Gotta keep those electric bills down, so I can go to the casino! They've raised their food prices! Plus the gas to get there.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

I keep my thermostats set ike yours. I try to pinch every cent out of a dollar! Our money manager called us yesterday because she will be out of her office for a vacation and wanted to assure us that everything will be okay. We had not checked our investment portfoloio in awhile due to allthe doctor visits and our trip. This call prompted us to check it. Thus far we have lost $41,000. Made me feel a little nausea! Should have just buried the money in the yard!!! Did I want to make somewhat risky investments? I did not. I sit ere with I told you so written all over my face!

Hillbilly Mom said...

Kathy,
We peruse our paper statements every month. I don't know why! So depressing over the past year! Farmer H says that in reality, we haven't lost a thing. We still have the stock. He says you don't lose until you sell at a loss. So unfortunately his 401k is taking a hit, but my investment is still there, same amount of shares. I guess it depends on if we live long enough for the market to rebound! Otherwise, the boys might inherit a good nest egg, since they can wait it out.