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Thunderstorms! Oh my!
So glad I washed Ted night before last. Lucy needed him to be at his best yesterday.
Below is Ted, Lucy’s blanket.
Lucy loves Ted, but Ted was getting awfully stinky. She snuggles Ted, she nibbles on Ted, she rolls up in Ted, she sprawls out on Ted. She drags Ted around the house some days. But on thundery, stormy days she hides in Ted when she’s not hiding in her crate.
Lucy loves her Ted.
Maybe my gardening joy is gone?
It’s not just the back pain preventing it but now it’s too hot to go out and get the much-needed yard work done.
Yesterday I managed to cut down some of the suckers growing from the roots of the sweet gun tree. Some, not all.
I have yet to tackle the mess where the pond once was. If you know of anyone who wants a rather large (triple) Yucca plant send them my way. They can have it if they dig it out.
I’m still trying to move the other plants but have run out of energy and I have no gumption left.
Maybe I need a new line of Tees and not wear my gardening ones.
Today’s Tee
One less expense if…
So I paid our vehicle registrations today.
You can now pay for a two year registration. The cost to register my van for two years cost a mere 12 dollars more than his truck’s registration for one year.
Another reason for him to consider selling the truck.
Other reasons:
- He drives the truck maybe once every 4 months or less.
- The cost of the insurance
- The cost of filling his tank
- The cost of inspections
- We could rent out his parking spot on the driveway.
Today’s Tee-shirt
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Need to find a handyman
What we really need around here is a handyman, not just for my home but for G’s as well.
We find we’re both in the position of needing to have things done around the house that we cannot do these days.
Our ‘oh, I wish someone could do this with skill and at an affordable price’ lists grow longer with each day.
Today’s Tee-shirt
If I had the wherewithal
I’d move to an island far from these shores.
I’d build me a small house on a beach.
I’d offer up my troubles to the sea.
Sending them off on the tides and let my heart be free.
I’d soar on the wind.
I’d dance on the waves.
I sing to the moon and laugh at the sun.
I’d bury myself in the sand.
Backing away from Facebook
I’ve reached the point of over-saturation. I see far too many tiny-brained comments that make me wonder wtf has happened to our education system.
So many jaw-dropping, moronic opinions thrown out there without a whit of sense about them scares the crap out of me.
We are in danger, as a people, of becoming the worst of humanity because we have forgotten so many important things.
Things like:
Humility
Compassion
Kindness
Humanity
Generosity–not just of wealth but of spirit
Empathy
Love
Joy
Service to others
Honesty
Honor
All the goodness that women and men are capable of but have set aside. Stop setting all these things aside and start to embrace them. You’ll find through these actions we can build a better place in this world.
I don’t need another time sucker
I live with a Time sucker. He tends to drain me of most of my time.
I am guilty of allowing a couple of computer based time sucks into my life.
I play two online games, I write this blog, and I’m on Facebook.
No, I don’t need to add more time suckers to my daily life. I have to set a timer to keep me from becoming glued to the ones I do have.
Today’s Tee shirt
If it isn’t fireworks it thunderstorms
Poor, poor Lucy suffers through another day of pure hell for her.
Fireworks to the left of her ….thunder to the right…
At least she manages to go hide herself in her crate and stays there until she feels safe enough to face the world again.
There’s no stopping Mother Nature but I’d sure like to shove a few bits of fireworks up a few asses and light them up.
Warming up again and more…
The Curmudgeon had to turn the AC on yesterday, the house was getting too warm for him to be comfortable. At least we had a few days where we didn’t need it on.
With July 4th approaching fast, we are suffering from fireworks going off at all hours of the night. EVERY night. Scaring my dog at 3 a.m. is not a nice thing.
I am ridding us of a bunch of coffee mugs. I have accumulated far too many for what little storage space we have. With sending 10 cups away, I did allow myself to add two new ones to what remained.
The Curmudgeon broke his favorite mug the other day and I found him a replacement and, at the same time finally found one the size and shape I wanted for me.
Today’s Tee
She’ll MELT!
We had rain off and on all day. By night time we had pouring rain coming down at a fairly steady rate.
Lucy does not like rain. She doesn’t like it one bit, but she tolerated going out in the day time light rain.
Not so much the after dark pouring rain. No, I had to boot her out the door each time she wanted to go out because she’d stall out at the door when she saw the rain. She literally did front paw stands trying to keep from going out the back door.
Next time you bedder getz me a raincoat!
One of these days my back will stop hurting…
Trying to get things done when your back is completely screwed up is not easy.
I get a minimum done and have to stop and rest my back because the pain is too much.
Seems that just when my back was feeling better, The Curmudgeon fell down (he falls all the time and does it with skill so he seldom gets hurt) And he insisted I help him up.
Like a damned fool, I did, and out went my back again, this time worse than usual.
Best friends
My best friend scared me the other day.
I was outside lending an air pump to a neighbor when her eldest son hailed me.
As I walked over to him, he told me she was in the hospital!
I screeched “What?!”
He explained what happened. Tachycardia. Well, she’s had that before.
The next thing he said cracked me up.
He told me, “She said, darn, I didn’t beat my record.”
Her record is 222 beats a minute. This time she only hit 200.
I talked to her on the phone, she said she call me when I could come get her–they were planning to release her the same day.
However, I got antsy. I called her back and told her I was coming out and would sit with her until they sent her home.
And I did.
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