Weather and Burning vehicles

Hello, again!

The weather is still not improving. It continues to be a very warm fall. It’s been dark and depressing. The gloomy wet weather is not improving anyone’s outlook on life. The mud isn’t helping either. I am hoping for an improvement soon. We need sun or snow. Snow doesn’t look like it’s going to happen. There is always hope for the sun.

Courtesy of The Weather Channel app: As you can see we might just get some sun! The weekend is also looking pretty good too! I am going to bask in the sun like Taco and Betsy loves to do and if there is no sun, they like to lay by the wood stove or find a warm place to burrow into. There is definitely a cute factor here.

There have been some abandoned vehicles on the side of the road for way over a month. Two very old subarus and a really old camper. It looked really trashy on the side of the road and no one would do anything about it. Not even the Alaska State Troopers. So, someone decided to move them off the road and burn them. Yes, I said burn. Talk about making things worse!

Pictures from Facebook

Not only did they burn the subarus one night, they proceeded to burn the rv the next night. It made such a terrible mess.

Dad tried to get gravel yesterday with the dump truck and the gas peddle came loose and fell of. He ended up stopping across the road of the Fritz Creek General Store in the parking lot of an old restaurant that probably will never open back up. Anyway, Dad had to hitch hike back the the house where he had began to load the old Land Rover up with his tools. He stopped and though about this situation very carefully. If he left the Rover at the little parking lot all day; will someone think it was abandoned and then possible torch it? He unloaded the Rover and put his tools in the 2016 Ram. His thought is that it has full coverage and it looks newer. It’s less likely to get torched I guess.

This past summer, I started recovering pieces of furniture with batik. Here is my ottoman. I’m also making slip covers for the couch pillows. Which are also batik. I will hopefully have those done after my quilt.

I am so happy that today is Friday! This has been a long week and I deserve to sleep in late and then drink lots of coffee.


Riding the Pineapple Express

It has been raining now for about a month.  It’s dark, gloomy,  it’s warmer than usual, and we should have snow on the ground.  Instead, we are riding on the Pineapple Express which has brought in rain and warmer temps.  We were in a drought all summer.  It was dry, dusty, and hot.  All we wanted was some rain.  But nooooo, we had to get it now which has made outdoor conditions wet, muddy and miserable.

Highs have been in the mid to high 40s and lows in the high 30s.  It’s a yuck fest and it’s affecting everyone.  15 day forecast says more rain and same temps.  The ground needs to freeze at least.


Because of this weird weather, Dad and I haven’t really been working outside very much.  Too muddy!

This has given us a chance to organize the house.  My late Uncle was a prepper and before he died he brought over all his food cache.  I’m talking tons upon tons of food. Way more than I could ever eat in my lifetime and most of it I can’t eat because of the gluten.  So, Dad went through it all and organized can goods and dried food.  Anything that we didn’t want went to the food bank.  It filled the whole old Land Rover up from front to back.  Dad had just enough room to drive and possibly see? It felt good to help people and to get all that food out of my house that I will never use.

While all this organizing was going on, Dad found many of my kitchen gadgets and small appliances that I have been searching for.  What won’t fit in my tiny unfinished kitchen is getting store in our BRAND NEW STORAGE TENT!


We built a huge tent to store excess which has cleaned up the house and gives us a place to run power tools and build.  One of the big things I needed to do is insulate my bee hive so they will stay warm through the winter.  The tent sure came in handy with all this rain.  I was able to cut all my board insulation with the jigsaw and use screws and metal tape to create a mimicked shell of the hive. It just fit right over the hive with minimal problems.  The metal tape did cut me numerous times and bled all over the insulation.  The rain washed it all off so it’s not a bloody mess.  It seems to be working and my bees are warm.  I need to check up on them this weekend and make sure they are safe, warm, and dry.

Just when I think I have enough projects, I decided to revisit the quilt I started a year ago and see if I can finish it.  I am using batik in an outdoor/wild animal prints.  I love batik its so pretty. This is my first time making a quilt.  Yes, I just woke up one day and said, “I think I’m going to make a quilt with out knowing anything about quilting and a small amount of experience sewing”.  I think I’m doing a pretty good job for just starting out.  One thing I did make a mistake on was how many 5 inch squares I needed to make a queen sized quilt.  I was off by a crap load.  So now I am waiting on more squares because I didn’t have any to spare.  lol!  I went ahead and ordered some pinking shears to make my own squares if I decide to make another one.  That, I I have bees wax and I am going to make food wraps with leftover material.  I think that will be fun when we actually get winter.


As you can see, the squares don’t really match up with each other, but I’m okay with that.  Gives it character.  I can’t wait to finish it and out it on my bed!  it’s going to be 90 x 108.  I have the batting and flannel material to go on the back.  It’s going tot be very warm and bring more color in my life.  That and the satisfactory that I finished a project.

Okay!  I think that about sums it up.  Life right now is all hunky dory!  Just need this God forsaken rain to stop.  We need sun or snow!  I will keep you posted.  Thanks for reading!

Ends in Bloodshed 10/19/2019

As ya’ll know, I have ducks and geese.  6 geese and not too long ago there was 27 ducks. We have had a lynx problem that was picking our ducks out and consuming them.  I was left with 16 ducks before I decided it was time!


All my ducks and geese were led into the greenhouse for safe keeping and to make it easier to catch them.  My neighbor was culling some of his ducks and turkeys so I asked if I could piggy back on the processing since he would have the large boiling water and cleaning table already set up.  He agreed and so I started the messy, muddy, crappy process to catch the ducks I wanted to put in the freezer.  I decided to process 9 of the 16.  My ducks are extremely greedy and eat more than the geese.

So, I’m in the greenhouse cornering ducks all the while they are kicking up poop and mud all over me.  One by one I’d catch one of those heavy buggers and had it to Dad and he would put it in a dog carrier.  Two of these ducks were named and best friends, so I can’t kill one without the other.  Because I named two of these massive ducks I couldn’t bring myself to dispatch them.

I drive up to my friends house and tell him I have all my ducks in a row, but they’re still alive.  I just can’t bring myself to do it.  Thankfully, he helped me with the dispatching of the ducks.  At this point, once heads are quickly chopped off, in my head they are now just meat and I can clean them.  I raised them for food and eggs so I knew the day would come that I would have to put them in the freezer.  They died quick and painless.  Clean kills.  That makes me happy.  It breaks my heart if they suffer.

And so the plucking begins!  Come to find out I need plucking practice.  I’m a terrible plucker.  It took me for ever to pluck one duck.  Thankfully, my friend jumped in and helped me pluck all nine.  He also taught me easier ways to gut and clean them as well.

It wasn’t really a cold day, but it was sprinkling nonstop and I was standing in one place for a long time.  My feet became ice cubes in my Xtratufs and my fingers frozen from being wet.  Let’s just say it was kinda a miserable day.  It would have been nice if the sun was out.

After all that work and the cleaned ducks in an ice chest, more work had to be done.  There was still the rinsing and wrapping of said ducks and then they could be put in the freezer.  This took a couple more hours and a shower was in desperate need.  I was bloody, muddy, had duck and goose crap on me and I was frozen to the bone.


After the shower, I had a new sense of accomplishment.  I successfully put meat in the freezer for winter.  I celebrated with a glass of wine!

This Past Spring and Summer

It’s amazing to me that Dad and I have lived in Alaska now for over 2 years.  It’s been busy busy for us and I just haven’t felt like blogging.  So, as I sit at work today, I got a wild hair to try and catch everyone up.  We had such a beautiful summer.  The fireweed exploded this year.  It was hot too.  We got up into the 70s which is hot for us in Homer.



Okay.  So, I have been working for a doggie daycare for a little over a year now.  This explains why my blogging stopped.  Not only am I working a job, but I am still working on our God forsaken house.  Time just kinda passed with a blink of an eye.

This passed spring Dad and I built a greenhouse I bought from Clima Pod.  It was about 50 million pieces with the worst directions ever.  I’m talking you can follow IKEA instructions better than this!  This green house about drove me to drink heavily.  I will never buy another one like this again.  We got it done and it was a little to late to grow veg at that point.  So I took care of all my house plants and made sure they got enough sun.  Although, I did plant cabbage and carrots to see if I can get them to grow in such a short period of time.  I don’t think there will be enough time.

We also built a new pond for the ducks and geese.  I planted clover around it.  We also took an old boat house and created a goose house!  The waterfowl love it!

I also decided to try my hand at honey bees and I’ve gotten honey as well!


We keep adding more things to our list of to do’s.  We keeping stretching ourselves a little thinner every time.  On top of all the work we are doing on the house, I take breaks to go halibut fishing with my boyfriend.  So, I gain food for the freezer but loose a day or two working on the house and property.  I also did some blueberry picking!

It’s fall here in Homer, Alaska and barreling down to winter.  We still need to lower the house, which will make it level.  FINALLY!  We need to skirt it and move on to the inside of the house.  I am so excited to have sheet rock, finish the kitchen, have real flooring instead of plywood.  I have this vision in my head on what it’s going to look like finished.  Hopefully, what I have envisioned will be close to the real thing.

We are also going to add a new room to the house.  There will be a basement, new living room, a bedroom with its own bathroom and shower in it for Dad.  This way he doesn’t have to climb the stairs anymore.  We are also going to enlarge the powder room upstairs to a full bath.    All my beauty stuff will have its own place in a bathroom, my bathroom, and not stored in my bedroom.  The days of feeling like I live in a dormitory will be over.  No more lugging around my bath stuff.  I’m really hoping to get to my new bathroom this winter.

When we are finished with this house, it will be a four bedroom, three bathroom house.  Large eat in kitchen. a basement, a large living room with great views and much more.

I will try to do better on posting what we’ve been up to.  Sorry for the long wait.  There will be more to come!!!  Thanks for reading!

Mud, Blood and Vodka

Sunday 16 Sept 2018

Hard for me to ‘get my head around’ but on the 18th at about 3 in the afternoon we will have been on the property for a year.

Yesterday we, finally, had someone that had promised to do some work, actually, show up.  Not only did he show up, he brought his wife to help him and his son for me to entertain all day.  Cute kid.  All day long he was asking me for something to do.  He wanted to work but he weighed about 40-50 pounds soaking wet.  He was smart as he could be and wiser than one would expect from a 3rd grader.  He’s a home schooled kid which explains a lot.  He and I hauled lumber to build a bridge, took some things back to his parents truck and just generally cleaned up around the property.  I let him drive the lawn tractor pulling a trailer, he handed me kindling to split and I let him run the log splitter.  He was so happy that he might as well have been in Disney World.

Meanwhile, his parents were running a Bobcat to create a ditch from the newly installed spring box up to and around the house.  The ditch had to be six feet deep and since his bucket was 24 inches wide we have a major mound of dirt.  The plan had been that we would put the piping containing the electric and the water pipe into the ground as we went.  That, however, was a plan that we couldn’t adhere to yesterday.  The pipe I bought for the containment was coming apart at every joint.  When I bought the pipe, I asked if it glued up with regular PVC cement.  The guy said it did but it didn’t.  Turns out it was ABS plastic and regular PVC glue won’t work.  Summer picked up the ABS glue during a run to town.  Still didn’t get the damned stuff glued we ran out of both time and inclination.  Of course, it decided to rain all day today so the stuff is still not glued together.

Since it began to rain today, we are in a mud up to our ankles.  No outside work will get done today.  Yesterday afternoon, I had to build a foot bridge from the top of the dirt pile, along the trench, to the back door.  The unlevelness of the house will not allow the front door to open.  I felt like a Seabee building a bridge across a marsh in some hellhole island in the Pacific.  It was muddy because the top of the pile came from below the water table.  I had to be down on hands and knees and then on my belly to get the first 14 foot board from the dirt pile to the door.  The first one was a booger but the next three were simple and easy.  Slide them out on top of the other board and flip them over in place.  I was doing the second board the hard way when the 10 year old kid asked, “Why aren’t you sliding it across on the other board?”  Face palm moment. With the bridge built everyone could, at last, get to the bathroom.  People in, dogs out.

When the pump pipe bundle and the French drain are completed we will have near unlimited water.  There is a small spring plus the French drain will channel water to the spring box.  This is a big saving because our monthly water bill is $200-$300.  Ii once thought a $100 water bill was expensive.   It may be hard to imagine in the Lower 48 but up here you find yourself thinking about things like laundry, flushing the commode, taking a shower, running the dishwasher etc.   Summer and I both were completely taken aback by the amount of water we were using when we first got here.  I installed a 500 gallon tank when we arrived, thinking that would be more water than we would use.  WRONG!. We were still on the Lower 48 regimen and we ran out of water 3 times before we learned to conserve.  I cannot tell you how tired I am of worrying about water.  Hopefully, in the next 10 days the piping will be installed, the water house constructed, the filtration system installed and water will be abundant.

I in my infinite wisdom placed a pallet of concrete blocks almost on the area that needed to be dug.   Therefore, I had to move 120 concrete blocks and, as usual, I banged the living crap out of one of my fingers.  Fingers bleed profusely for reasons I do not understand.  At my age a bump often makes me bleed like a ‘stuck hog’.  In case you aren’t familiar with that phrase it describes the pig already hung by it’s back feet gets it throat cut.  ‘Squealing like a stuck hog, is another one of those adages.  Example:  He waren’t hurt much but he wuz squealing like a stuck hog.  I didn’t squeal but I did have a few choice words jump out of my mouth.

The tractor had one broken wheel stud which left three and that was good enough for me.  Yesterday it broke another which is when I found out that that stud had been stripped and the lug nut was never put back on properly.  This dumbass move by whomever had the wheel off before has created a major problem.  The tractor is 4 wheel drive and to replace the studs I have to take the whole damned thing apart.  Then I need  to take it somewhere to have all the old studs pressed out and the new ones installed.   Probably the local NAPA.  If I’m lucky I can get the tractor back to operational in a single day, if not I’ll have rent or buy another tractor.  I have got to get this pipe in and covered up ASAP.  Winter is coming at us like a freight train on a downhill 40 miles of straight track and there are still a dozen necessary jobs to be done.

After much aggravation during the day we were able to sit down to a dinner of a dinner of BBQ chicken, baked beans and coleslaw and, of course a Vodka Seven or three.

The Bridge Over the Moat

The Moat and the Mud


Happy One Year Anniversary on traveling to Alaska, my home!

Today, One year ago we made it to Onawa, Iowa and stayed at the On-Ur-Wa RV park.       This was a pretty good RV park.  It had a laundry mat which is was great, by this time we were in desperate need clean clothes and sheets.

We have come a long way since our arrival.  I think back to that first trip north to Alaska; the adventures and long days of driving we had to endure.  The stress of an overloaded school bus carrying an overloaded 28 foot enclosed trailer going 50 mph and 10 mph up mountains and hills.  That was just Dad; I was behind him in Spike towing a 36 foot gooseneck travel trailer.  For all who have just started reading Spike is our big dually diesel 3500 Ram Bully Edition pick up.  He’s big, even comes with its own jake brake, which I had to use many times in the mountains.  Open highways and roads were a piece of cake until we had to drive through large cities with tons of traffic.  Very nerve racking and very scary.

Here are the pics I originally took on Sept. 7, 2017 in Iowa.

This year has just flown by.

Well, Damn! How long has it been?

I have a funny story for you.

So last night I decided to let my Karelian Bear dog (Cookie) for the first time in a longtime.  Big mistake.

I let her out with Taco and Gandie.  She then proceeded to run off with Taco trailing behind her all the way to the road.  (Forehead Slap!)

I got them back onto the property and was able to scold Taco and he ran back to the house and went inside.  Cookie on the other hand found the pond with my ducks swimming all zen like.  She was chasing them around the pond while I was screaming at her.  To make it clear, this was about 10 pm and I was in my jammies.

So, this makes a funny picture.  Me, in my jammies, yelling and chasing a dog chasing ducks.

Now, at this point, I was prepared to tackle Cookie and land in the cold dirty pond water.  There were a couple of times that this was going to happen.  She ran into the brush next to the pond where one of my ducks were hiding and went in after her.  Of course she was already out and I am falling on my face in the mud which is in the brush.  I’m in my jammies mind you.

I get up fall yet again.  At this point, I am so pissed that I could barely keep all the bad words inside my mouth.  Cookie finally figuring out that this wasn’t a game as I am chasing her all over the muddy ass property stopped and let me catch her.  I grabbed her by the tough of her neck and told her what I thought of her at that moment and told her that she was being bad.

I’m muddy in my jammies and she is muddy and wet from the pond.  Which got me wet when I caught her.  I led her back to the house by the collar and went inside.  I must have sent dad a psychic thought, because inside was a nice warm fire.  I made and drink and told dad the whole story.  We laughed about it in the kitchen while I warmed up.

I went upstairs and changed into clean jammies and got into bed.  It seems Cookie decided to seek revenge and rolled her muddy wet body all over my comforter.  So, it too was wet and muddy.

I changed my covers and went to bed.  All the chickens were in for the night and the ducks slept knowing they dodged a serious bullet.

So, this was my adventure last night.  I hope it brings you as many laughs as it brought me and dad.


Hello Again

Well, It’s been a while since my last blog entry. Sorry about the delay. Since we’ve arrived back home to Alaska we have been trying to find our groove and get back into normal life.

We finally made way inside the house and created a more comfortable living space.

Normal life. What is that? I guess for me it’s trying to start back up where I left off.   I got to go halibut fishing and it was a success!  I caught two big halibut for the freezer. It was so much fun!  Catching halibut is really like trying to pull a door off the ocean floor.  I couldn’t have asked for a better time with my friend Tiana.

I seemed to fit right back in to my friendships without a hitch. Thank goodness. Spring was nice and it was really cool to see new beginnings on the homestead. The grass and flowers growing and blooming, the moose with her twin calves. Birds singing, the sandhill cranes flying in for the summer with their noisy squawks, you just feel summer is here.


We have been busy with sheet rock, kitchen cabinets, clearing land, digging our spring box, creating a pond, spreading gravel for a big driveway, getting chickens and trying not to wear out our bodies before winter.


The best thing we came across was an estate sale that had a ton of firewood. This is something we have been struggling to get. If you have read my previous posts than you know this is something we have been struggling with. We have so much wood we can get through this season and maybe the next. It has been back-breaking to load and carry all this firewood and on top of that we bought a whole bunch of lumber from the same people. We now have the wood to fix the house and build whatever we want. Life is good.

All this and I got a part-time job that I really like. Two days a week I get to go hiking with a bunch of dogs! I get to be outdoors and play. In one full day, I hike about 4 miles up hill and sometimes on a flat surface. What a fun way to get exercise, all this and a great view to boot. On the third day I am in the office. a great break from all the work I do.

Yesterday, I cleaned and renovated the chicken coop. It was gross. It had about 2 hay bales in it. I was given the coop and chickens and I knew there would need to be some cleaning and maintenance to be done. So, I drove to Anchor Point for a couple of reasons. The first reason was I bought a new rooster and decided to buy a hen to make him feel like her wasn’t alone in the relocation process. Well, the hen started crowing yesterday morning. Dude looks like a lady!!! So, I had to return him and get a hen. While I was going that way, I might as well go to the mill and get saw dust for the coop.

So, I picked up the new hen and headed the mill. I got three aluminum cans worth of dust, loaded them up and headed home. At this point, I go into the coop and inspect it. I decided that the laying area was not acceptable and should be changed as well as the roosting configuration. Thank goodness for all the wood we have. I found a decent piece of plywood that I could handle myself and started the measuring procedures inside the coop. My thought is that I could use the nesting shelf and rafters to create nesting boxes.

I came up with a plan and went to work. The first pieces were basically prototypes to get the right sizes and angles. After that, I just traced the template on the plywood and cut it out. Everything was screwed into place including little roofs. Then, I added sawdust. I added new perches and cleaned the coop out. I added new sawdust to the floor, re-hung the food and water. Then I made them a more permanent ramp to get in and out. It’s clean and smells like fresh-cut spruce. The next thing on the list is to create a winter run for them. That way they can go outside without being neck-deep in snow.



We are still planning to level the house before fall sets in. It’s very important that we do this. Without the house being level trying to do finish work on the sheet rock will never happen and we can’t finish it this winter. Sheet rocking and flooring is top of the list for winter work. Also, leveling the house means we can build an arctic entry to the house. A place where we can keep our boots and coats and shake all the mud and snow off us. This keeps the house so much more clean. We tend to track Alaska right into the kitchen and the rest of the house. It creates a constant major cleanup every time we enter the house.

So, without the house being leveled we can’t finish sheet rock, install flooring or build an arctic entry. It must be done. “The spice must flow” (Dune).

Today, my neighbor had a bear in her turkey run. It ate all her feed, bit didn’t touch the turkeys. It seems the bears are moving lower and lower down the road closer to us. I have a feeling this weekend we might get to see a black bear in our yard. Probably trying to get into the chicken coop. That’s where we store the feed as well.

We also had an earthquake today. A 4.3 or 4.4. I haven’t felt one thus far until this morning at work. It happened so fast that I didn’t know what hit me. Can you say scary and exciting at the same time? There was a weird rumbling noise and the walls were shaking and I had to do a balance check as it was happening. There was not time to get outside or think. It was over as fast as it came.


Well, I guess I have caught all y’all up on what’s happening on the homestead.

Oh! Here’s a movie with me driving my tractor.  It’s a really cool one too!  It’s a Pasquale and it articulates.  Enjoy!

The Road to Home

9:30 AM

What felt like a bazillion miles finally we are in Alaska. We have made most of this trip with no phone signal with AT&T International plan, because AT&T tweaked there signal I guess. I’m gonna give them a talking to when I get home.

Anywho, we are about 35 miles from Tok, AK when we blew two tires on one side of the trailer, rubber was slightly on fire and had to take the fire extinguisher to it, and the best part it broke all the u-bolts and the springs. So, we are stranded on the side of the ALCAN waiting on a service truck to install new u-hooks. This poor trailer has taken a beating cross country from Florida to Alaska, Alaska to Florida, Florida to Alaska. So, three times this trailer has been dragged to the pits of hell and back. After this it will never make a trip like this again.

We have met some really nice people on this trip. Marcel who gave us diesel when we about ran out and a gentleman that we have been traveling the same way with. This particular gentleman gave me a ride into town to find help. Then he brought me back. A grande total of 65 miles out of his way.

I might not be home, but I am in Alaska.

Today we are supposed to make it to Anchorage, spend the night and then make it home on Wednesday, which is tomorrow. It just might not happen. All I want is to sleep in my own bed.

So close, yet so far.


We are now at Willard’s RV repair – Auto, Electric to get a few more parts to fix the trailer. Willard came out to us and was able to replace most of the parts and get us rolling to his shop. It’s 1:30 PM now and we are still going to try to make it to Anchorage. It’s only 342 miles to the Walmart.

Tomorrow, home.

Are We There Yet?

Yesterday, we pulled into Battleford, Alberta for the night.  As Dad was trying to keep us from dying, he hit a curb and blew a tire on the trailer.  First tire casualty and it wasn’t the roads fault.  We were going to spend the night in the Walmart parking lot, but decided we both wanted to take showers and take a break from the trailer.  So, we got a hotel room.  The Travelodge.  It was just renovated and the rooms were very nice…….but… A/C.  The room was extremely hot, but the beds were extremely comfortable.  So, we took out showers, opened a window, had a few drinks, and went to sleep.

We left The Battlefords this morning and was able to arrive in Dawson Creek, British Columbia for a grand total of 598 miles.  It was a tough one, but we did it.  We drove for almost 12 hours.  Tomorrow we are just going to drive as far as we can.  There is still a little snow on the ground,  frozen lakes and ponds, and break up is almost over for Canada.  Crossing rivers you can see the large floating ice burgs flowing down and the flooding that happens when snow melts.

Driving was nerve racking and stressful.  There were times I did’t know if we were going to be able to find a gas station to fill up Spike with diesel.  We managed to pull through without running out of fuel.  The roads are worse than the ALCAN!  Riding in the truck towing the large trailer and hitting bumps, dips, holes, cracks in the road feel like you’re being manipulated in a washing machine.  I feel my brain rattling in my head and it’s been giving me headaches.  Once we stop driving, my head calms down.

Tomorrow we start on the ALCAN where the roads are actually less bumpy and torcheres  than Canadian roads.  If we keep going driving the distance we are doing, we can be home hopefully in four days.  We have to stop in Ninilchik, AK to pick up Trubel, our new bear dog puppy.  She’s a cutie!


Tonight, we are staying in the Walmart parking lot in Dawson Creek.  I am sitting in the McDonalds as I write this blog.  Dinner.  Dinner is and was awesome.  Have you ever heard of Poutine?  Nothing like gravy, real cheese curds and fries.  YUMMY!!!!

So.  Like I said.  We are just going to drive tomorrow.  I have no idea hoe far and where we will be sleeping.  I love a good adventure.

I hope I can blog tomorrow.  It’s hard to find internet when there are no campsites open yet.  Hence, McDonalds.

Good night everyone.