A new family member.
My cousin’s daughter brought her second child into the world today. Welcome to the world little Soledad Aletta Jeanne Hibner!
She is not amused.
Tornado alley is getting nailed again
Would everyone please keep Oklahoma and all the other people who are going through more storms in your thoughts and prayers.
I remember as a kid, living in Nebraska, we would have to hit the basements frequently. I’d forgotten what it was like until many years later when I was helping my mother move and we had to hit the basement. It wasn’t long afterwards, when a tornado jumped over the house, I remembered that freight train sound from my childhood.
Candles lit here for all you in Tornado alley.
The rest of you all have a good one!
Clotheslined!
On one of many sojourns into the wilds of Alaska, I snapped a picture of my baby sister Mary clowning around. I came across this in a box of old photos I found in the attic.
You all have a good one!
How many ways can you say ‘have sex’ and keep it, uh, clean?
Since I still get many hits on this post, I thought I’d reblog it today.
As writers, we have to come up with various ways to say ‘having sex’ without delving into the use of that four letter word. I mean we COULD use that word BUT then you get editors and readers who don’t like the word and stop reading. We don’t want that! Many of us use that word—I include myself in there, but we use it sparingly in our writing, if at all.
At the May Pennwriters conference, the subject came up when I asked Dave, after reading his works for years, just exactly how many ways he could say it. (Actually, I think I said, “Holy crap, Dave you can write F___ in more ways than anyone I know. Have you ever written them all down in a list? We could have some fun by asking everyone what euphemisms they use.) He often surprises me with his euphemisms. …
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Did you BBQ?
Yesterday, we didn’t barbecue as we normally would have. I didn’t dare run the grill because I knew for sure, with my luck, I’d run out of gas before the food cooked properly. The Curmudgeon forgot to get the bottles filled/exchanged.
We did, however, have some lovely potato salad I made. I also pulled some turkey tenderloin cutlets out of the freezer, thawed them, pounded them flat, breaded and quick seared them in my new non-stick pan. Heavenly. Tender, juicy, and flavorful morsels that made The Curmudgeon quite happy.
How did you celebrate Memorial Day?
English: fresh potato salad (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Almost ready for summer.
Wow, a sunny but cool day. I managed to get some more yard work done yesterday. Trimmed several small, low hanging branches from the magnolia tree so The Curmudgeon can walk under it without banging his head.
I’ve run out of yard waste barrel space so have to wait until after recycling pick up to clear out more.
Enjoyed watching the two frogs bask in the sun on a slab of slate beside my Pan fountain. They would sit there for a while then dive into the pond and go back to the slab. Sounds like something I should have been doing…Maybe… if had been warmer.
I dragged the picnic table out of the shed and put the legs on it. Put the end table out by the bench too so the yard is getting there. Next, I tackle the hammock stand and hammock.
I still need to clear out the vines from the back corner of the yard and next to the shed. Then I need to spray weed killer outside the fence.
You all have a good one.
Too bad we didn’t get things done before his MS got so bad.
I feel bad for The Curmudgeon on the days where I wish a project could be done around here, when he says he can do it, and I know he can’t. I know I shouldn’t but I tell him all the ways he can’t do it.
Afterwards I know I should kick myself for doing it, but I KNOW how much he can and cannot do.
There is no way he can put up drywall in the kitchen, new lighting, and (fake) tin ceiling. I’d kill to get it done. I have a lovely floor in there and the rest of the kitchen, other than the cabinets, looks a wreck.
The master bedroom still needs drywall on walls and ceiling too. Never going to get done, I need to resign myself to that fact.
It is depressing to say the least…However, I will do what I can do and to heck with what I can’t.
You all have a good one.
I wish my kitchen looked like this, mine has paneling and it sucks. If I could get the kitchen and bedroom this far, I can paint!!!
Stranger Spring than last year’s.
My new mouse. The only Ferrari I’ll ever own. LOL!
Yes, I know I’m weird but you must have fun where you can get it.
I can’t believe how chilly it got yesterday. I wore my hoodie to take the dogs out and they weren’t eager to stay outside for long. Nope, they wanted to snuggle with me on the couch. It makes me glad I haven’t planted anything yet. Here I was worrying about that, not anymore!
At least the cool air had The Curmudgeon feeling fairly chipper, for him that is, his chipper is someone else’s not so good.
Time for me to go snuggle with the pups again. You all have a good one!
I will be weeding forever…
This is before almost killing myself…
This is part of the after…And I still have tons to do!
Any volunteers? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
You all have a good one!
Goliath has returned!
I am enjoying the new look on my blog. Several people have told me that they like it too.
I have two frogs in my pond. Yes, the pond is still there since we haven’t a clue as to how we’re going to fill it in yet.
I was outside talking to my next door neighbor when he told me he heard my frog earlier. I told him I accidentally discovered that I have two frogs.
I thought we only had the one until I was pulling aggressively growing mint from the little river between the waterfall and the pond. I startled a familiar looking large bullfrog, and he was not the one I knew we had who I could see sitting on a nearby rock.
I am enjoying the frog songs.
You all have a good one!
Goliath the bullfrog
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