I've had a weird week. First I lost the remote control for the radio. Yes, I said radio. Shut up. I love talk radio. I turn it on the first thing in the morning while I'm making coffee. I want to know the best route to take to work..without any major accidents or hazards waste spills. I have a Sony radio/cd player thing on top of my fridge. It came with a remote control, so I had no hesitation putting up that high. After all, I would never have to put a chair in front of the fridge and turn it off or on. Unless, I wanted to put in a CD, but I can do that on the computer.
Anyway. I lost that sucker on Friday. It always sits in the same place every day, of every week, of every month, of every year..right beside the coffee maker. It was gone. I know I rushed home from work, did a little shopping because I knew the little rug rats would be out for Halloween and I didn't have time to get everything ready. I remember unloading the groceries, and quickly stuffing them all in there respective places, and running around like hell, getting the treats in place, finding the gate that keeps Penny upstairs so she can't eat the rug rats...I was in third gear man.
On Saturday, we went through the garbage, it wasn't there....and people...don't go through your old garbage..it is disgusting and disturbing all at the same time. I was looking in the bag, and thinking, I don't remember having rice this week, whose garbage is this? So, we looked, and we looked. We turned the house upside down. No remote. I retraced my every step.
Today, when I was starting supper I was going to make a salad. I found it in the crisper in my fridge. (silence)
I always have the radio going all day whether I am home or not. I started doing that when I had budgies, then cats, dogs, fish...whateva. The radio taught my first budgie to talk, and he would imitate whatever was going on, and over the years I just leave the radio going when I am not home. I always think it give the pets a little comfort to hear voices when they at home alone. Anyhooooo....When I get home, the first thing I do is turn off the radio, turn on the TV (with a different remote) in the kitchen and put away the groceries. I'm guessing in my hurry I turned off the radio, with the remote still in my hand while I was dispensing the lettuce in the crisper section of the fridge and dropped that bad boy in with it.
There, I told on myself.
It still works.
I blame Halloween.
Or....maybe balonie is rearing her ugly head again. I've had to trounce on her head more than one time this last month. Every fall she starts up again and tries to take over my blog... I'm sitting on her right now, because she has a lot to say, but it's not the right time.
Day to day stuff:
1. Penny climbed the set of stairs up from the living room to the main area...all.by.herself.!!!!!! We were sitting in the kitchen reading the paper and knew she was downstairs, when...holy shit she was in the kitchen!!! So YAY... this stuff is really starting to work.
2. We just got news that the land we put a down payment on two years ago is ready to go....the bad news....it's winter and we will have to pay for it 6 months before we can build. Talk about bad timing.
3. Gordy's left leg is giving big time grief.. Doc has estimated two months until surgery. He doesn't know how much longer he can work until then. See #2
4. Cinnamon Apple Pudding Cake with caramel has made me a believer in dessert. Normally I don't like it.
I guess that's enough bitching for tonight.
Just some pic's from this afternoon
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I can't remember a fall day more beautiful than this. It was the best. Taken this morning.
This is my shadow as I was taking Penny's pictures...it was really something. I look like a gorilla. When the sun is so low it sure makes a difference when you take pictures...but kind of neat. I was wearing jeans and sweat shirt...but it looks like I was wearing a robe.. And I have teeny weenie head.
The bike...just getting ready to get into the shed....if you can see on the left side I had to put a piece of plywood down on the kick stand so the ole girl wouldn't sink into the grass and go boom. Man it is heavy.
This is kind of hard to see because of the shadows ...but the Shriner is trying to make room in the little shed for both the the riding lawnmower and the bike, plus all the crap in there. This is one of three sheds we have on the property. We have a lot of stuff...which some times takes me want to hurl. Gord is a pack rat...but a very neat pack rat. So I can take that, because I hate clutter.
Well, my time frame is so fudged up tonight because of the change, but I am going to watch Desperate Housewives and I 'm guessing it the late one on TV...who cares I still get an hour more sleep ...or maybe not. hmmmmm. I still can't figure it out.