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Not a bad day.
Woke to a dreary, rainy day again yesterday. Managed to get out of the house anyway.
G and I were off to the recycling center, we dropped all the cardboard boxes I had stacked up on my back porch, shredded paper-two garbage bags full from her, she picked up a new paper recycling bin, and we both got stickers for our cans for yard waste. Yay!
Then we went to Home Depot where she picked up the paint she wanted. We also found black elephant ear bulbs, I bought two and she bought one.
From there, we went to lunch. Those shrimp po’ boy flat breads that Ruby Tuesday has are yummy!
I hope you all have a good one.
We have crocus blooming!
Swamp monsters and frustration
The Curmudgeon is still having problems getting around. He usually takes the dogs out and feeds them in the morning, he’s having trouble doing that. He’s doing less and less. It is frustrating for both of us. It’s difficult for me because I do need to get some sleep sometime and mornings are when I usually get my sleep.
There’s no help in sight. The MS Society scooted off as soon as they figured they’d done their token bit of help. Two safety bars, a seat for the bath, a lame counselor for me to talk to (because they were afraid I was crazy) to me it felt like talking to our old prying, nosy neighbor, and then there were their empty promises of help to get the house in order so I can keep up with it. I haven’t been able to catch up with the dirt since the heart attack–that’s over two years ago.
With two days of rain, the pups have ceased being cooperative. They don’t want to go out in the rain and mud any more than we do. I swear as revenge for making them go out in the rain, they purposely seek out the muddiest areas of the yard to traipse through. My kitchen floor my never be clean again. Little swamp monsters!
Who us? We is innocent!
Spring?
Welcome to swamp. Yes, as usual, we are now in Spring swamp mode. It drizzled all day and then by nightfall it began to pour. The dogs do not want to go out, they think they are made of sugar and they’ll melt.
Even though we’re supposed to have a couple of days of nice weather, directly behind that is another taste of winter. Boo.
Snow break…
More freaking snow, a lot of it. Momma is not happy and when…well, you know how that goes.
Neither pup is pleased with this weather. Cold, snowy, windy, yeah they are not happy about it. I never saw two dogs go out, pee, and come back inside faster than what they’ve been doing. 🙂
I cannot stress enough how blessed we are with the woman who clears our walk and driveway. I know I am not able to do all that shoveling these days.
It used to be that we shoveled all our neighbor’s walks. The Curmudgeon would run the snow blower clear down the street on both sides while I shoveled porches and steps.
Face Off, a new season.
I shouldn’t have been surprised that Face Off immediately addicted me the first season. I love watching the creation of creatures and characters.
Last night a new season began and thanks to the DVR and being able to set a reminder and have it even switch to the channel I didn’t miss it.
Looking forward to the next episodes.
Happy Birthday Curmudgeon!!!
Old memories.
I remember the time my Dad broke his leg. An enthusiastic airman had waxed the heck out of the chapel floor and Dad happened to unknowingly stride on the glass like surface. From the telling of it, it seems that Dad went for quite a sail.
Laid up in bed for a time, he was a great source of amusement for his daughters. We’d never had him home all day every day. Heck, there were times he’d be gone for weeks, traveling off to some exotic place from where he’d bring us each a doll. (I’ll never see them again.)
We got to read to him for a change. I’m sure he was very happy when his leg healed and he could escape back into the real word.
Yep, it’s a blizzard…January 3, 2014
Too much snow coming down outside. The dogs are NOT happy with it at all. Neither am I.
I have shoveled the back steps and sidewalk three times already and it looks as though I never touched them. My back is not thrilled with me at the moment.
If you are in the snow as we are, snuggle in and stay warm! You all have a good one!
Miss you Mom.
Some days the feeling of loss is overwhelming. Yesterday, the first, the anniversary of my Mother’s death in 2007, was one of those days. Mom, Grama, Dad, Kay, Betty and Mary are all gone. Aunts Janet and Eleanor gone too. Thank goodness for loving cousins, aunts, and an uncle.
I’m looking forward to a better day today.
You all have a good one.
Is it March yet?
I’m sure I am not the only one who faces the holidays with a heavy heart. There are many of us.
I would rather skip right from my favorite Halloween to St. Patrick’s day. Just hop over the four months and land the day before my birthday. January and February can go away since they are winter months.
March, I love March because it holds the promise of Spring and my birthday. Not that we actually celebrate my birthday or anything, which we don’t, I just like it.
April I hate, because we lost my dearest sister then. However, now that I’ve started a yearly ritual on that day to celebrate her love and life, it doesn’t stab the heart as hard.
You all have a good one. I still have some lost ones to mourn over the next week or two.
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