My ole friend Jaye was getting tired of looking at my lame furniture, so I though I might actually POST.
It's kind of hard to post in a unfamiliar place.... I used to post in my office at my desk in the old house, but here I am in the kitchen at my new little office space built for me. I no like. Creative juices just don't flow here. It's all too big in here, I am used to a small cozy space. My old office stuff is in the back company office ... and is where I will go back to once we get the new computer. Everything still echoes with these huge ceilings....I need a place that is cozy.
Life is moving on. Our new bed is hard as a freaking rock. But I guess that is to be expected after coming off the water bed. Everyday it feels a little better. It has a nice soft pad on top and I guess we just aren't used to it yet ... it will come. We are still waiting for our furniture and that should be here in a few weeks ... I cannot wait.
I hate dark hardwood floors....now aren't you sorry you tuned in..heh...just to hear me bitch. With all the big windows in here you can see every dang dog hair, dust, crumbs.. I loved living in denial when I had carpeting. Had I known that there was so much crap in my carpet I would have been crazy. Ahhh so what ..we lived. It was okay. I would like it again...because I can't take much more of cleaning this shit up. Special cleaners for everything here. You can't even walk on the hardwood floor barefoot because if leaves a imprint from the oil and sweat on your feet. What kind of shit is that? Let's not even get into doggy footprints from coming in and out of the house in winter.....feck..... When we had the first hardwood floor installed here it failed...and got too wet from the humidity of the house...and I had a choice then to go with another hardwood or carpet. I chose carpet....and our rep told me I was nuts....she said you have such a beautiful house ...why would you spoil it with carpet? Well guess what....I can vacuum the crap off...and don't have to see it when the sun shines...that's why. I will find a way to get rid of this...yes it is pretty...pretty annoying. I am so sorry I chose hardwood. Maybe once we get all the furniture in here it might not be so noticeable ...especially in the living room. We will have a huge area carpet in there...but I don't know. I'm thinking of sewing the dog a micro fiber type of cape that will reach the floor and she can schlep all the hair she loses and it will stick to the bottom of the cape. Pure genius, another problem solved.
Another solution might be is getting window covering. But the windows are one million feet high. And are angled...blah blah blah. And it would spoil the view in the forest. I pray for cloudy days because you can't see the dog hair and dust then.
I finally was able to take a shower this morning and get wet! Everything around here has some kind of energy saving device attached to it. The shower head has a water restrictor in it and the water barely trickles out of it, so Gord took it out and man do we have a powerful shower now. Where their is a will there is a way! We will beat those "go green" nutnicks at their own game.
Well that's all the complaining I have to do for now... and oh yeah...my new dryer broke. It is a month and a half old. It's one of those computerized jobs. I had my old one for 15 years!!! and it never ever broke. I sound like an old granny don't I? heh ... I guess I am.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Phew...I'm still trying to get my shit together
It's been a long and winding road. We still haven't seen the end of it yet, but I can see the forest from the trees today. Speaking of which, I saw two young deer today, and later the daddy deer ...mit da antlers on...taking them for a walk in the forest later in the evening. I love when they start to run and their tails go up and you see the white fur underneath...it is so cool. They sprint. They jump. So darn nice.
Is this all we expected it to be? Yes and no. We expected the house to be completed before we took possession but that did not happen. It was 99 percent done...but all the little stuff that still needed to be done takes time to complete. So, I still have trades coming and going working out the little bugs. It's not really a big deal as I still don't have any furniture and we don't feel connected as much as we would if everything was in place.
I spent the first two weeks doing waaay to much. But...boxes opened...things put away and out of sight...even if that was not the permanent home gave me some peace of mind. So, that's where it is. We will be ordering our furniture tomorrow. I am a luck duck as my nephew is the manager of one of the best furniture stores here....and we will be getting a good deal. I picked out the sofa, love seat, chair, dining room and dinette tables yesterday. We also have ordered the bedroom suite I showed earlier....but my nephew sold us the ultimate mattress....remote controlled...soft as a babies bum...you go up...or down...or around..maybe not...but fudge....this is better than sex...seriously. Nephew said...auntie Joan...I knew you were coming down from a water bed...and this is what you need! YES. Anything would be better than the airbed we are sleeping in now. The sofa, love seat, and chair has a remote controlled chaise lounger thing that pulls out from underneath them for your feets. How decadent.
We choose a different dining room table....than before...but it is still glass. I will post it but just so you know the chairs are not white...I took it off the web site...they are almost an almond colour in real life.And the wood is a warm brown.
I found the neatest coffee table. It has four nesting chairs in it, so when you have guests coming around and don't have enough seating...this is great.
I don't have a pic for the dinette suite...but it is glass and round. You will understand when you see the area it has to fit in.
Our driveway is just being put in today. This has nothing to do with the house, it's our own project. It has been a huge project...as it is partially heated. They have just finished pouring the concrete and it's getting a little cold out there....they might need to get some heaters going.
Penny Loafer Martin...has been such a trooper though all this change. She hardly blinks an eye at all the goings on. She just loves to sit with trades and watch them work.
The wedding: It was wonderful. My bro lived to see it and participate in it like a dad should. That makes me so happy.
I will try to get on here more often....so hang on here with me.....
Is this all we expected it to be? Yes and no. We expected the house to be completed before we took possession but that did not happen. It was 99 percent done...but all the little stuff that still needed to be done takes time to complete. So, I still have trades coming and going working out the little bugs. It's not really a big deal as I still don't have any furniture and we don't feel connected as much as we would if everything was in place.
I spent the first two weeks doing waaay to much. But...boxes opened...things put away and out of sight...even if that was not the permanent home gave me some peace of mind. So, that's where it is. We will be ordering our furniture tomorrow. I am a luck duck as my nephew is the manager of one of the best furniture stores here....and we will be getting a good deal. I picked out the sofa, love seat, chair, dining room and dinette tables yesterday. We also have ordered the bedroom suite I showed earlier....but my nephew sold us the ultimate mattress....remote controlled...soft as a babies bum...you go up...or down...or around..maybe not...but fudge....this is better than sex...seriously. Nephew said...auntie Joan...I knew you were coming down from a water bed...and this is what you need! YES. Anything would be better than the airbed we are sleeping in now. The sofa, love seat, and chair has a remote controlled chaise lounger thing that pulls out from underneath them for your feets. How decadent.
I found the neatest coffee table. It has four nesting chairs in it, so when you have guests coming around and don't have enough seating...this is great.
I don't have a pic for the dinette suite...but it is glass and round. You will understand when you see the area it has to fit in.
Our driveway is just being put in today. This has nothing to do with the house, it's our own project. It has been a huge project...as it is partially heated. They have just finished pouring the concrete and it's getting a little cold out there....they might need to get some heaters going.
Penny Loafer Martin...has been such a trooper though all this change. She hardly blinks an eye at all the goings on. She just loves to sit with trades and watch them work.
The wedding: It was wonderful. My bro lived to see it and participate in it like a dad should. That makes me so happy.
I will try to get on here more often....so hang on here with me.....
Thursday, October 13, 2011
We don't have much in place
One day at a time... I know...but I can't wait!!!
I went shopping yesterday and picked out the living room sofa....so that is done. All that is left is the kitchen dinette and the dining room. I already did the bedroom before we moved. But we haven't ordered it yet....because someone around here likes to second guess me....but it will be.
Thanks for hanging around this ole blog site. I know I am not half as amusing as I once was...but this building a new home and moving takes away from the funny. This is serious stuff....especially when your dog can't get out of any of your three doors to take a shit because of the mud. I bought 4 pieces of grass sod today. I lined part of my porch with plastic and topped it with real grass. No, she can't go running until they finish the driveway and we can't get out of here the easy way to the street....but she has missed grass so much since we moved and has had to shit on dry mud in the back ... until it rained and now everything is stinking ole red river clay. Until the rain we did a lot of walks through the woods...it was great...but not so much now that we can't seem to get off the property. So, I built her a porch lawn/doggie outhouse.
I hope I don't have to mow it.haaaaaaa
More pic's to come....
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Hello
I have not gone away.
I remember when we moved into our old house some 26 years ago and I had so much energy and great ideas and hey I am the queen of the castle....not so much right now...but I have been overdoing it. Surprise. heh
I need order. In order to have order ... you need to know where shit is. This is where the problem lies. If we would have our new furniture I could put stuff where it belongs...but I don't just yet.
The house is beautiful....but it is far away from being a home. It echoes. It has no character yet. It's like living in a vault. I get a little misty some nights. Penny is looking for a place she can call her own...just like me. We don't fit in. Just yet. Gord... he doesn't give a shit...because this was his dream.
I remember when we moved into our old house some 26 years ago and I had so much energy and great ideas and hey I am the queen of the castle....not so much right now...but I have been overdoing it. Surprise. heh
I need order. In order to have order ... you need to know where shit is. This is where the problem lies. If we would have our new furniture I could put stuff where it belongs...but I don't just yet.
The house is beautiful....but it is far away from being a home. It echoes. It has no character yet. It's like living in a vault. I get a little misty some nights. Penny is looking for a place she can call her own...just like me. We don't fit in. Just yet. Gord... he doesn't give a shit...because this was his dream.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Last post from this address
I'm tired, but not sad anymore. I'm there. I'm ready.
Poor Penny Loafer is a little confused with all the going ons. All the stuff is gone! Well, not exactly gone, because we have sold a lot to the new owners (which I think is actually keeping her sane) because if it would be totally empty before we go tomorrow she would be a little cranky. But, she knows something is up. Even Gord and I found it a little odd tonight because we could not sit on our comfy chairs after supper and watch the news. We sat at the kitchen table (which is staying in the house) and didn't know where to go from there. Dog sat in the barren TV room waiting for some ear scratching time. Gord had a shower went to bed...I sat down at my makeshift desk to type to this post. Dog is still waiting.
We were 90 percent done yesterday, we would have been 100 percent done if my husband was not a hoarder...even the moving people could not believe the shit he keeps. Sure I kept some stuff....but OMG...a garage and two sheds of "what ifs"... he promised to go through it at the new house and purge, but once a tool junkie always a tool junkie. How many tools do you need? How many tool boxes do you need? Gawd. He loves throwing my shit away. I don't even have much anymore, I have done the purge. Every year in fall he goes through the garage (full of his shit) and his two sheds and re-arranges them. Because if they look neat you might not realize he has a problem. Snow blowers, snow plows, roto tillers, motorcycles...etc. the list never ends. But, it never fails....never ever....he comes across my old fishing kit and rod and says...well you never fish anymore let's chuck this! Seriously that is the only thing I store in the garage. The rod and kit takes about 12 inches of space. And every year I explain it means something to me because my dad and I always fished together and maybe one day I may or may not take it up again, but if I do I have the tools I need to do it. This has gone on for years and years. Today, as the movers were moving the last bits out of the garage...Gord called me into the garage and asked if I wanted to keep my old rod and fishing kit. WELL FUCK.... sometimes you want to take a bat and smack him. What part of what I have said over twenty years did he not understand. I guess he thought I would get over using 12 inches of his real estate. I just gave him the "look".... no talking was necessary... and on the truck it went. Sometimes I just have to shake my head. But...at least he build a 4 car garage to store the stuff he had in a double garage and two sheds. I'm wondering if there will be enough room for my rod and kit....or hey...maybe my car!!!
I am having a little fun at his expense to be sure...I will let you know when it's all done and said.
Looking forward to tomorrow and a new beginning in a new neighbourhood.
Poor Penny Loafer is a little confused with all the going ons. All the stuff is gone! Well, not exactly gone, because we have sold a lot to the new owners (which I think is actually keeping her sane) because if it would be totally empty before we go tomorrow she would be a little cranky. But, she knows something is up. Even Gord and I found it a little odd tonight because we could not sit on our comfy chairs after supper and watch the news. We sat at the kitchen table (which is staying in the house) and didn't know where to go from there. Dog sat in the barren TV room waiting for some ear scratching time. Gord had a shower went to bed...I sat down at my makeshift desk to type to this post. Dog is still waiting.
We were 90 percent done yesterday, we would have been 100 percent done if my husband was not a hoarder...even the moving people could not believe the shit he keeps. Sure I kept some stuff....but OMG...a garage and two sheds of "what ifs"... he promised to go through it at the new house and purge, but once a tool junkie always a tool junkie. How many tools do you need? How many tool boxes do you need? Gawd. He loves throwing my shit away. I don't even have much anymore, I have done the purge. Every year in fall he goes through the garage (full of his shit) and his two sheds and re-arranges them. Because if they look neat you might not realize he has a problem. Snow blowers, snow plows, roto tillers, motorcycles...etc. the list never ends. But, it never fails....never ever....he comes across my old fishing kit and rod and says...well you never fish anymore let's chuck this! Seriously that is the only thing I store in the garage. The rod and kit takes about 12 inches of space. And every year I explain it means something to me because my dad and I always fished together and maybe one day I may or may not take it up again, but if I do I have the tools I need to do it. This has gone on for years and years. Today, as the movers were moving the last bits out of the garage...Gord called me into the garage and asked if I wanted to keep my old rod and fishing kit. WELL FUCK.... sometimes you want to take a bat and smack him. What part of what I have said over twenty years did he not understand. I guess he thought I would get over using 12 inches of his real estate. I just gave him the "look".... no talking was necessary... and on the truck it went. Sometimes I just have to shake my head. But...at least he build a 4 car garage to store the stuff he had in a double garage and two sheds. I'm wondering if there will be enough room for my rod and kit....or hey...maybe my car!!!
I am having a little fun at his expense to be sure...I will let you know when it's all done and said.
Looking forward to tomorrow and a new beginning in a new neighbourhood.
Monday, September 26, 2011
hey ho
No whining here today. Papers all signed....it's a go.
I will have to admit that I have been a bit of a dink about this house. I was so scared we wouldn't be able to afford it and didn't trust my husband enough when he told me ... it was going to all work out. Well it worked out ... and more.....we will be just fine.
As you probably know we are leaving most of our vintage 1970's furniture here for the new owners, I went shopping for a new bedroom set. Yeah....no more water bed for us old hippies... this is one I choose.
This is the electric fireplace/TV stand that goes with it.
I will have to admit that I have been a bit of a dink about this house. I was so scared we wouldn't be able to afford it and didn't trust my husband enough when he told me ... it was going to all work out. Well it worked out ... and more.....we will be just fine.
As you probably know we are leaving most of our vintage 1970's furniture here for the new owners, I went shopping for a new bedroom set. Yeah....no more water bed for us old hippies... this is one I choose.
This is the electric fireplace/TV stand that goes with it.
I think I can live with this. Plus we will get a chest of drawers to match....because we are cool. But if I can get a waterbed mattress for this set ... I WILL.
We will be living without a lot furniture for a few months, but I don't care. Our first priority is to put in a fence for Penny Loafer. I don't want to loose her. We have had a few visits to the house but I don't think she gets it yet. So I will have to make her feel like it's her home.
I am so pumped tonight after all has been said and done....and on Wednesday the movers are coming for what we have left.....then I have until Friday to actually move our office stuff...just stuff you don't want movers to move unless they lose it. That will be all in the back of my truck with my computers etc. Also I will be moving the stuff from our fridge and freezer...and all the dishes etc. I didn't pack. I bought an air bed so we will have something to sleep in until we get the the new one.
Phew... 4 more sleeps until we finally settle in.
balonie....making a new home.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
ha
I bet this the longest I have ever kept a template on my blog. This must be serious business we are plowing through. It is. It's hard and stupid. I would never do this again. But I never wanted it in the first place, but if I am stuck living in the bush in a beautiful house...so be it...heh.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The scoop
Thanks for wondering what the heck happened to me. But we are in the final stages of packing and moving and the builders are in the final stages of finishing it off. It's fine line my friends, especially because the builders ran into problems with our wood flooring. A lot of it was put in three weeks ago or longer, but as time went by the installers were unsure about it. It popped when you walked on it. It cracked when you walked on it. First of all they said it would go away..... in time...just like when you buy a pair of shoes too small...."they will wear in".. in time. Yeah right. it didn't happen and we had experts coming from all over Canada testing the humidity levels in the house, and they decided that their product was great...it was the fault of the humidity of the house. Now you got a fight going on between the supplier and the retailer and the contractor....meanwhile we have to get into this house by next Wednesday. (insert the F word here).
Today we were told the old flooring that was laid down would be removed and new and better Engineered flooring will be put in its place tomorrow. So they have until next Wednesday before we move in to complete a lot of tasks. Not just this one. I am a little disappointed, but we gave them so much time to do stuff, but once shit came to shove...like when we sold our house with a possession date of Oct. 1...they had to move their butts. I am sure it will all work out fine, but I am really, really tired of building the fucking house. I just want to live there.
Our house is totally move ready. We got Gord's big work trailer in the front driveway and tomorrow my niece and her big man friends will be helping us move all the boxes from the house into the trailer. Because we were unsure of the timeline of the move our movers couldn't guarantee they could move the entire house the same day because they were booked up. So we got the trailer and we will move all the boxes in there and the movers can pick up everything from our house and take all the stuff from the trailer when we bring it there. Good lord.
I met the new owners on Sunday. They will be buying most of my furniture so there won't be much to move other than TV's, our bedroom furniture ...comfy chairs... AND the WATER BED. heh... I really had to laugh when the people were here to look over the furniture, and their younger boy about 10 I would think had a fit.....he wanted the waterbed. Haaaaa.. The Mom said ..no...we don't need a waterbed, and he said ..."it's so cool"... as he pressed his hands on it and watched it go up.. and down....then he cried a little and got over it when I promised to show him all the hiding places he would have in the lower level. He loved it. His mother will never find him!!!! He was one cute little guy. At one point when we were negoiting prices for the furniture...he said... Mom don't spent too much because you promised me guitar lessons this year. God bless his little cheap heart. He totally forgot about the waterbed.
So, yeah this is about all I can tell you. I think I have taken pictures of the house since the last time I updated my house file. I will look to see if I can find them. This shit takes some serious crap out of you. I am almost embarrassed by how long it has taken.
We have a beautiful house.....and the cutest taps in the world in the bathroom....I can't even remember choosing them...it was so long ago.
FYI...spell check is not working tonight some things never change around here.
I also tried to put pics up in my house blog...but it just kept on spinning the pics around before I could catch them....what's up with that? I will try again tomorrow.
My feets are tired.....cramping all night from all the walking I'm doing...need better shoes. Or ice-cream.
Today we were told the old flooring that was laid down would be removed and new and better Engineered flooring will be put in its place tomorrow. So they have until next Wednesday before we move in to complete a lot of tasks. Not just this one. I am a little disappointed, but we gave them so much time to do stuff, but once shit came to shove...like when we sold our house with a possession date of Oct. 1...they had to move their butts. I am sure it will all work out fine, but I am really, really tired of building the fucking house. I just want to live there.
Our house is totally move ready. We got Gord's big work trailer in the front driveway and tomorrow my niece and her big man friends will be helping us move all the boxes from the house into the trailer. Because we were unsure of the timeline of the move our movers couldn't guarantee they could move the entire house the same day because they were booked up. So we got the trailer and we will move all the boxes in there and the movers can pick up everything from our house and take all the stuff from the trailer when we bring it there. Good lord.
I met the new owners on Sunday. They will be buying most of my furniture so there won't be much to move other than TV's, our bedroom furniture ...comfy chairs... AND the WATER BED. heh... I really had to laugh when the people were here to look over the furniture, and their younger boy about 10 I would think had a fit.....he wanted the waterbed. Haaaaa.. The Mom said ..no...we don't need a waterbed, and he said ..."it's so cool"... as he pressed his hands on it and watched it go up.. and down....then he cried a little and got over it when I promised to show him all the hiding places he would have in the lower level. He loved it. His mother will never find him!!!! He was one cute little guy. At one point when we were negoiting prices for the furniture...he said... Mom don't spent too much because you promised me guitar lessons this year. God bless his little cheap heart. He totally forgot about the waterbed.
So, yeah this is about all I can tell you. I think I have taken pictures of the house since the last time I updated my house file. I will look to see if I can find them. This shit takes some serious crap out of you. I am almost embarrassed by how long it has taken.
We have a beautiful house.....and the cutest taps in the world in the bathroom....I can't even remember choosing them...it was so long ago.
FYI...spell check is not working tonight some things never change around here.
I also tried to put pics up in my house blog...but it just kept on spinning the pics around before I could catch them....what's up with that? I will try again tomorrow.
My feets are tired.....cramping all night from all the walking I'm doing...need better shoes. Or ice-cream.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Yeah it's me.
You know how much whining I was doing about leaving the hood....now I wish I could sell this piece of crap and get on with our lives.
I don't want to jinx anything but we got a good offer today and accepted it. We will know by Friday if it will go through.
Most people I talked to said building a house was stressful...I call bullshit. Selling your house is the most stressful. Keeping it clean...every fricking day. I don't mind being clean but everything out of sight clean makes me want to take a pitch fork and send it right through my brain.
Miss Penny and I have to vacate the premisses a few times a day when dumb fucks come through here. That entails (ha ha penny..tails...get it) getting her in the truck and going nowhere for an hour. We cruise...because we are cool...circumvent the hood, drop into the park where we take a very brief walk because in two minutes she has spotted another dog and is going into a dog fit. Untangle the leash...back in the truck and sit in it ...facing the our street...so I can see when the Real Estate Agent is finished showing it. Then we go home and she is happy because she thinks we went for a walk. Every.stinking.day. And the heat, it has been so hot here lately it makes me crazy.
So, that's about it for now, if all goes well ...
I don't want to jinx anything but we got a good offer today and accepted it. We will know by Friday if it will go through.
Most people I talked to said building a house was stressful...I call bullshit. Selling your house is the most stressful. Keeping it clean...every fricking day. I don't mind being clean but everything out of sight clean makes me want to take a pitch fork and send it right through my brain.
Miss Penny and I have to vacate the premisses a few times a day when dumb fucks come through here. That entails (ha ha penny..tails...get it) getting her in the truck and going nowhere for an hour. We cruise...because we are cool...circumvent the hood, drop into the park where we take a very brief walk because in two minutes she has spotted another dog and is going into a dog fit. Untangle the leash...back in the truck and sit in it ...facing the our street...so I can see when the Real Estate Agent is finished showing it. Then we go home and she is happy because she thinks we went for a walk. Every.stinking.day. And the heat, it has been so hot here lately it makes me crazy.
So, that's about it for now, if all goes well ...
Friday, August 12, 2011
Hello
You may have noticed that I have not written anything in here for awhile. Nothing is really wrong ...yet everything is wrong.
It's the transition from one house to the next. I did not do well with moving on with my life from the workplace to retirement nor am I doing well with this.
Please do not tell me to you are sorry..etc.... It's okay. I am dealing with it every day. I just need to say some stuff. So don't be going ohhh Joan.... I'm not looking for sympathy ...just getting it off my chest.
I will miss my neighbours and friends in the hood. You knew that already....but as time goes by I get misty eyed. I know what to expect with the changing of the seasons...and today all the black birds (hundreds of them at different times) came by to visit my little pond reserve I made for them and descended on it. The sound was deafening with all of them enjoying the pond and all the bird baths. Today I had Robins, blackbirds and doves fighting for a bath. My neighbour next door has a huge pond....these guys fight each other for a bath in a bird bath...stupid birds....really... you assholes have a spa right next door.
Soon the Geese will be migrating. Our house is on their flight path. I will miss them shitting on my deck..or my head. Or in my wine.
I worry and I worry. Not only about this but will our house get sold. Right now it looks good. You damn Americans almost gave me a heart attack last weeks when you might have gone in another recession. Your economy affects ours and yet we are doing so well.
So... I will trundle on....and worry. YOU CAN NOT STOP ME. But if you know of any under the counter stress relievers.. my ears are open.
balonie............
It's the transition from one house to the next. I did not do well with moving on with my life from the workplace to retirement nor am I doing well with this.
Please do not tell me to you are sorry..etc.... It's okay. I am dealing with it every day. I just need to say some stuff. So don't be going ohhh Joan.... I'm not looking for sympathy ...just getting it off my chest.
I will miss my neighbours and friends in the hood. You knew that already....but as time goes by I get misty eyed. I know what to expect with the changing of the seasons...and today all the black birds (hundreds of them at different times) came by to visit my little pond reserve I made for them and descended on it. The sound was deafening with all of them enjoying the pond and all the bird baths. Today I had Robins, blackbirds and doves fighting for a bath. My neighbour next door has a huge pond....these guys fight each other for a bath in a bird bath...stupid birds....really... you assholes have a spa right next door.
Soon the Geese will be migrating. Our house is on their flight path. I will miss them shitting on my deck..or my head. Or in my wine.
I worry and I worry. Not only about this but will our house get sold. Right now it looks good. You damn Americans almost gave me a heart attack last weeks when you might have gone in another recession. Your economy affects ours and yet we are doing so well.
So... I will trundle on....and worry. YOU CAN NOT STOP ME. But if you know of any under the counter stress relievers.. my ears are open.
balonie............
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
If you were my Canon digital camera ... where would you be?
A.) In my purse.
Wrong! There is nothing in my purse other than my wallet, grocery receipts and a used condom I found on the street.
B.) In my camera case on my desk.
Wrong! That would be the logical place to be, so it couldn't possible be there...and it's not. One possibility is that it my digital camera tripod (which is beside the camera case) grew to life and ran away with the camera and traded it to the natives for dried fish, ferret pelts, and budgie feathers. The tripod is still there, but I'm sure it only came back to put me off the trail. I tried to make it walk today, but it just stood there. Bastard.
C.) In the fridge.
Wrong! I looked. The last time I used the camera was last Friday night. Friday night is wine sipping and pizza night so looking in the fridge was not a stretch. I never checked the freezer, not that wouldn't be a stretch either but I can't bear the thought of seeing my camera freezer burnt.
D.) In my pantie drawer.
Wrong! I opened the drawer but didn't look directly inside of it. I just felt my way around for a medium sized metal object. I found none. All I could feel were all my panties trying to get away from my prying fingers. Apparently they are still a little miffed at me using their drawer to house other undergarments not associated with covering your ass.
E.) On the patio table where I often take pictures.
Wrong! It wasn't on the table, under the table, or beside the table. However, I do have a theory of what may have transpired. CROWS. Crows like shiny things don't they? We have a lot of crows this year and my neighbour lady found a dead one on her patio yesterday. My theory is he swept down and grabbed the camera by the hand strap and flew into her back yard with it. The considerable weight of it may have dragged him down and he struck his head on her very large and ugly stone statue of some Greek Goddess. I asked her if she had seen my camera and she had not. The rest of the crows in the yard all shook their head in agreement. Was this a conspiracy among the crows? Did one of the crows find the camera flung from the dead crows beak in the bushes and made off with it...or not? The crows and I have had a long standing feud going on and this may have been "payback" time. But at this point I cannot retaliate because I don't have my Canon to shoot them with!!
I have checked every nook and cranny of this house and it just isn't here. I finally searched and found my old Kodak camera but the battery was dead and I couldn't find the charger thingamajig. Finally after practically unearthing the house I found it. So, for the time being I will still be able to take pictures.
I am absolutely drained with all this searching!!
And no I don't think the dog "et" it...although lately every time she yawns I see a hear a click and a flash comes out of here mouth.
Wrong! There is nothing in my purse other than my wallet, grocery receipts and a used condom I found on the street.
B.) In my camera case on my desk.
Wrong! That would be the logical place to be, so it couldn't possible be there...and it's not. One possibility is that it my digital camera tripod (which is beside the camera case) grew to life and ran away with the camera and traded it to the natives for dried fish, ferret pelts, and budgie feathers. The tripod is still there, but I'm sure it only came back to put me off the trail. I tried to make it walk today, but it just stood there. Bastard.
C.) In the fridge.
Wrong! I looked. The last time I used the camera was last Friday night. Friday night is wine sipping and pizza night so looking in the fridge was not a stretch. I never checked the freezer, not that wouldn't be a stretch either but I can't bear the thought of seeing my camera freezer burnt.
D.) In my pantie drawer.
Wrong! I opened the drawer but didn't look directly inside of it. I just felt my way around for a medium sized metal object. I found none. All I could feel were all my panties trying to get away from my prying fingers. Apparently they are still a little miffed at me using their drawer to house other undergarments not associated with covering your ass.
E.) On the patio table where I often take pictures.
Wrong! It wasn't on the table, under the table, or beside the table. However, I do have a theory of what may have transpired. CROWS. Crows like shiny things don't they? We have a lot of crows this year and my neighbour lady found a dead one on her patio yesterday. My theory is he swept down and grabbed the camera by the hand strap and flew into her back yard with it. The considerable weight of it may have dragged him down and he struck his head on her very large and ugly stone statue of some Greek Goddess. I asked her if she had seen my camera and she had not. The rest of the crows in the yard all shook their head in agreement. Was this a conspiracy among the crows? Did one of the crows find the camera flung from the dead crows beak in the bushes and made off with it...or not? The crows and I have had a long standing feud going on and this may have been "payback" time. But at this point I cannot retaliate because I don't have my Canon to shoot them with!!
I have checked every nook and cranny of this house and it just isn't here. I finally searched and found my old Kodak camera but the battery was dead and I couldn't find the charger thingamajig. Finally after practically unearthing the house I found it. So, for the time being I will still be able to take pictures.
I am absolutely drained with all this searching!!
And no I don't think the dog "et" it...although lately every time she yawns I see a hear a click and a flash comes out of here mouth.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
I have no new pictures of my house
Because I'm not going there until it's finished. Surprise me when I move in.
Okay... I might drop in ... but I am preparing for an Open House this Sunday on our home. I have a lot of work to do in the garden because I bought 10 bags of chocolate brown mulch to spread on the surface. The shit is...it's 5,000 degrees outside. I don't ever remember a heat wave like this. It is supposed to cool off tomorrow. Our grass is crisp. It looks like hay.. I need a cow.
I still have so much to do before Sunday and yet I cannot get my ass out of bed before 9:30AM....and am grouchy until 10:30AM....until the coffee kicks in....then I read a few blogs...then make lists of things to do in the afternoon. By afternoon I mean 2:00PM because Gord comes home for lunch at 12:30/1:00 and by the time I get my ass moving the day is almost gone.
It's all fine tuning actually. The house has been painted, windows washed, garden pruned, carpets cleaned, it all about the little things. Polishing the cupboards downstairs, railings, try to keep the dog groomed because it is shedding season...and the hair!!!!! everywhere. Arranging all my cluttered kitchen cupboards ... because I tend to let things go there. I gotta wash all the bathroom floors, and kitchen... vacuum the rest of the house ... yawn....I can't take this shit.
I spent about one hour today looking for the survey certificate for our property. I could have done that anytime last winter...but noooooooo I leave it until the last moment. I seem to get some kind of thrill out of time lines and trying to make them. I have always been that way. Loser.
I would like to make the house smell better for the open house on Sunday. But as it is now we have to have everything closed up because of the heat wave......no fresh air. Just the A/C. It smells like us in here.. a little funky ... my dog doesn't have a dog smell that I notice like some dogs do...but others may. I have placed 4 unscented fresheners around the house because I don't want it to seem to be covering up my love of cooking with garlic and onions. Do I bake a nice banana bread in the morning before the showing? Would that be too obvious? And just say......oh yeah our home always smells like vanilla and banana .. you will love it here! Those smells are part of the purchase price.
I will at sometime have to explain why I laid sixteen floor tiles on top of regular flooring in my laundry room. At an odd angle. Experiment gone wrong. And those buggers won't come off...The flooring in the laundry room is beige...I laid sixteen tiles on top of that leading into the room. For no other reason than that I had them left over from tiling the entrance way to the house. They are dark brown tiles so I thought it might look like a little carpet. Apparently I may have over estimated my HGTV skills. Or... I am cheap. I have already carpeted over the tiling I put in the entrance way...because I was not good at it and the tiling separated and looked like sheeeeit.
By the looks of it now...we are in for a thunderboomber. I am not surprised with all this heat. I get so crazy with the heat because I am just not used to it. I am so thankful for AC.....
Just a note: Baby bro is still at home and holding his own. He is managing his diabetes quite well. Although many changes have to be made from taking med's to insulin. It's a new ball game. But he is loving every minute being at home instead of the hospital.
Okay...so I never post anymore and here I go and talk your ass off....only because it's too fricking hot out there to sit on the deck and play on my IPad. Kidding.... You know it's really crazy because I thought once I retired I would have all this time to blog. I wouldn't have to worry if it was late at night or would have to get up early in the morning for work. But it turned out I was pretty burned out by trying to do both. Or was I ??
I'm pretty sure I was just a jerk... because we all know I like the deadlines. I have no excuse for not posting other than my fingers like doing other things....like picking my nose, pruning a rose, taking a doze, ..yeah that's about right.
Okay... I might drop in ... but I am preparing for an Open House this Sunday on our home. I have a lot of work to do in the garden because I bought 10 bags of chocolate brown mulch to spread on the surface. The shit is...it's 5,000 degrees outside. I don't ever remember a heat wave like this. It is supposed to cool off tomorrow. Our grass is crisp. It looks like hay.. I need a cow.
I still have so much to do before Sunday and yet I cannot get my ass out of bed before 9:30AM....and am grouchy until 10:30AM....until the coffee kicks in....then I read a few blogs...then make lists of things to do in the afternoon. By afternoon I mean 2:00PM because Gord comes home for lunch at 12:30/1:00 and by the time I get my ass moving the day is almost gone.
It's all fine tuning actually. The house has been painted, windows washed, garden pruned, carpets cleaned, it all about the little things. Polishing the cupboards downstairs, railings, try to keep the dog groomed because it is shedding season...and the hair!!!!! everywhere. Arranging all my cluttered kitchen cupboards ... because I tend to let things go there. I gotta wash all the bathroom floors, and kitchen... vacuum the rest of the house ... yawn....I can't take this shit.
I spent about one hour today looking for the survey certificate for our property. I could have done that anytime last winter...but noooooooo I leave it until the last moment. I seem to get some kind of thrill out of time lines and trying to make them. I have always been that way. Loser.
I would like to make the house smell better for the open house on Sunday. But as it is now we have to have everything closed up because of the heat wave......no fresh air. Just the A/C. It smells like us in here.. a little funky ... my dog doesn't have a dog smell that I notice like some dogs do...but others may. I have placed 4 unscented fresheners around the house because I don't want it to seem to be covering up my love of cooking with garlic and onions. Do I bake a nice banana bread in the morning before the showing? Would that be too obvious? And just say......oh yeah our home always smells like vanilla and banana .. you will love it here! Those smells are part of the purchase price.
I will at sometime have to explain why I laid sixteen floor tiles on top of regular flooring in my laundry room. At an odd angle. Experiment gone wrong. And those buggers won't come off...The flooring in the laundry room is beige...I laid sixteen tiles on top of that leading into the room. For no other reason than that I had them left over from tiling the entrance way to the house. They are dark brown tiles so I thought it might look like a little carpet. Apparently I may have over estimated my HGTV skills. Or... I am cheap. I have already carpeted over the tiling I put in the entrance way...because I was not good at it and the tiling separated and looked like sheeeeit.
By the looks of it now...we are in for a thunderboomber. I am not surprised with all this heat. I get so crazy with the heat because I am just not used to it. I am so thankful for AC.....
Just a note: Baby bro is still at home and holding his own. He is managing his diabetes quite well. Although many changes have to be made from taking med's to insulin. It's a new ball game. But he is loving every minute being at home instead of the hospital.
Okay...so I never post anymore and here I go and talk your ass off....only because it's too fricking hot out there to sit on the deck and play on my IPad. Kidding.... You know it's really crazy because I thought once I retired I would have all this time to blog. I wouldn't have to worry if it was late at night or would have to get up early in the morning for work. But it turned out I was pretty burned out by trying to do both. Or was I ??
I'm pretty sure I was just a jerk... because we all know I like the deadlines. I have no excuse for not posting other than my fingers like doing other things....like picking my nose, pruning a rose, taking a doze, ..yeah that's about right.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Time to get going........
Picking up the pace around here...getting stuff done. We will be starting to sell the house next week. I arranged and rearranged rooms to make them look bigger. Especially the office here upstairs. That was easy and I don't know why I never thought of doing it like that before.
Cleaned all the woodwork in the kitchen...thanks Donna for the help. I'm glad I had it on hand. I used to use orange oil for my teak furniture but never thought to use it on the kitchen cabinets. duh... It's a wonder worker.
Tomorrow the living room gets a make over...it's almost empty because we threw most of the old furniture away....so that will be easy...and then down to the lower levels ...which have all been cleaned etc. but I have all our business records etc. and Christmas decorations all in one closet..which I will distribute between two closets so it doesn't look too crowded.
Then of course this has to be the only summer where we don't have any rain. Our back 40 is dried out. The lawn looks like my face....all dried up a wrinkly. Tonight I tried to take the nozzle off the hose and attach it to the sprinkler. nope. Gord in all his wisdom thought I might forget to turn the water off and our our leaking nozzle would pour 5,467 litres of water down the drain. And cranked that hose down tight. Fer fuck sakes. I could not get the hose out of the nozzle thingamadoo.
Things are going faster that I anticipated. Only because they we so slow before. Crunch time.
Cleaned all the woodwork in the kitchen...thanks Donna for the help. I'm glad I had it on hand. I used to use orange oil for my teak furniture but never thought to use it on the kitchen cabinets. duh... It's a wonder worker.
Tomorrow the living room gets a make over...it's almost empty because we threw most of the old furniture away....so that will be easy...and then down to the lower levels ...which have all been cleaned etc. but I have all our business records etc. and Christmas decorations all in one closet..which I will distribute between two closets so it doesn't look too crowded.
Then of course this has to be the only summer where we don't have any rain. Our back 40 is dried out. The lawn looks like my face....all dried up a wrinkly. Tonight I tried to take the nozzle off the hose and attach it to the sprinkler. nope. Gord in all his wisdom thought I might forget to turn the water off and our our leaking nozzle would pour 5,467 litres of water down the drain. And cranked that hose down tight. Fer fuck sakes. I could not get the hose out of the nozzle thingamadoo.
Things are going faster that I anticipated. Only because they we so slow before. Crunch time.
Friday, July 08, 2011
When you poo you move
Just sitting out on the deck this morning having my coffee and reading a few blogs....UNTIL 1,456 kids jumped in our neighbours pool ... all under the age of 4. I have never heard so much noise in my entire life. All the mothers began to frantically give the little tykes directions.
... stay in the shallow end
... don't eat bird poop
... don't take off your swim suit
... where is your diaper...oh noooooooooo
and on and on and on and on. I'm sure the poor kids didn't even have a chance to get wet. They were just marching around trying to figure out who to listen to first. Between the Natzi moms and the screaming kids it sounded like a day care gone out of control. This lasted for 20 minutes...then silence.
I lowered my sling shot, and went in and got another cup of coffee and sat back down on the deck. Two minutes later .... two minutes people... and it all started up again. Apparently they moved the troops over two houses down to another pool!
I am pretty sure it had something to do with that lost diaper.
... stay in the shallow end
... don't eat bird poop
... don't take off your swim suit
... where is your diaper...oh noooooooooo
and on and on and on and on. I'm sure the poor kids didn't even have a chance to get wet. They were just marching around trying to figure out who to listen to first. Between the Natzi moms and the screaming kids it sounded like a day care gone out of control. This lasted for 20 minutes...then silence.
I lowered my sling shot, and went in and got another cup of coffee and sat back down on the deck. Two minutes later .... two minutes people... and it all started up again. Apparently they moved the troops over two houses down to another pool!
I am pretty sure it had something to do with that lost diaper.
Monday, June 27, 2011
No soup for you!
Tomorrow is a meeting with the guy who will install the brick in the front of the house and around the fireplace at 9:00 fricking AM.
Since I have retired I have become the laziest tart in the valley. I go to bed at 11:00-12:00 PM and sleep until 10:00 AM. AND if it's a rainy cloudy morning I will lay there for another half an hour. Just listening to the rain and the sound of my pond tinkling in the back yard while I snuggle up in my really soft comforter. Who knew I would love retirement this much? I bitched about it for an entire summer last year because I didn't quite get it....but now I do. Sometimes I feel guilty that I should be doing more and at least go down to the laundry room to see if the dryer has quit and bring up the clothes....but most time I totally forget about it and have to restart it to get the wrinkles out of the clothes.
I don't try to make projects anymore. That was driving me crazy. I just let what has to be done and what I want to do lead me on.
I intend to get a little more motivated once we start selling the house, but for now I am enjoying this parcel of time I have left in this house to smell the roses. Actually I don't have any roses, but I do have hundreds of plants coming up in my garden that I thought had died. Yes, they chose this year to come up! They must be bidding me farewell. Or just sticking their tongues out at me for not taking care of them when I was here. I will have to do a little pruning because it has got out of hand with all their rage.
Made a pot of soup today. It started out as a normal pot of soup...until I upped it. I had a lot of left over spinach from the salad I made for Hippy Chicks birthday...plus some bok choy from a dish I made last week, and with carrots, onions, peas, beans, potatoes and a couple of slabs of smoked ham. I added some summer savoury...lots of black pepper ....and it still doesn't smell like soup. I added some chicken stock to it...and it still didn't smell like soup. Not the soup I am used to. Well at least I got rid of the spinach and bok choy I had left over. I love bok choy in a stir fry... but this was soup. Bok Choy probably recognized I was was trying to make a Mennonite soup with Chinese ingredients...and kicked the Mennonite out of the soup. Can't veggies get along? It tasted okay...just okay. The fresh buns we had with it were the best.
Gotta go...I have to get up at 9:00AM tomorrow so that means I have to be in bed by 9:00PM tonight.
Balonie...just making a pit stop on Joan's blog..
Since I have retired I have become the laziest tart in the valley. I go to bed at 11:00-12:00 PM and sleep until 10:00 AM. AND if it's a rainy cloudy morning I will lay there for another half an hour. Just listening to the rain and the sound of my pond tinkling in the back yard while I snuggle up in my really soft comforter. Who knew I would love retirement this much? I bitched about it for an entire summer last year because I didn't quite get it....but now I do. Sometimes I feel guilty that I should be doing more and at least go down to the laundry room to see if the dryer has quit and bring up the clothes....but most time I totally forget about it and have to restart it to get the wrinkles out of the clothes.
I don't try to make projects anymore. That was driving me crazy. I just let what has to be done and what I want to do lead me on.
I intend to get a little more motivated once we start selling the house, but for now I am enjoying this parcel of time I have left in this house to smell the roses. Actually I don't have any roses, but I do have hundreds of plants coming up in my garden that I thought had died. Yes, they chose this year to come up! They must be bidding me farewell. Or just sticking their tongues out at me for not taking care of them when I was here. I will have to do a little pruning because it has got out of hand with all their rage.
Made a pot of soup today. It started out as a normal pot of soup...until I upped it. I had a lot of left over spinach from the salad I made for Hippy Chicks birthday...plus some bok choy from a dish I made last week, and with carrots, onions, peas, beans, potatoes and a couple of slabs of smoked ham. I added some summer savoury...lots of black pepper ....and it still doesn't smell like soup. I added some chicken stock to it...and it still didn't smell like soup. Not the soup I am used to. Well at least I got rid of the spinach and bok choy I had left over. I love bok choy in a stir fry... but this was soup. Bok Choy probably recognized I was was trying to make a Mennonite soup with Chinese ingredients...and kicked the Mennonite out of the soup. Can't veggies get along? It tasted okay...just okay. The fresh buns we had with it were the best.
Gotta go...I have to get up at 9:00AM tomorrow so that means I have to be in bed by 9:00PM tonight.
Balonie...just making a pit stop on Joan's blog..
Sunday, June 26, 2011
A real post
I made this on Friday for Hippy Chicks (65th. birthday)
Salad It's a Asparagus Tortellini Salad. It was a big hit. I have a really bad habit of not following a recipe. I always manage to change it up to suit my tastes, but this time I stuck to the original recipe (and it was hard to do) several times I had to remind myself to STICK TO THE RECIPE! I'm glad I did. No wonder every time I try something new ... it tastes like something I had before. Of course it does because I eliminate half the stuff ... and add in the stuff I know I like. Control freak!
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Lisa & Jordan (almost newlyweds)
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L-R Shane & Cheri (Lisa's sister) Jordan & Lisa, SIL Joan and bro Garry.
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Some of my crazy cousins
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Salad It's a Asparagus Tortellini Salad. It was a big hit. I have a really bad habit of not following a recipe. I always manage to change it up to suit my tastes, but this time I stuck to the original recipe (and it was hard to do) several times I had to remind myself to STICK TO THE RECIPE! I'm glad I did. No wonder every time I try something new ... it tastes like something I had before. Of course it does because I eliminate half the stuff ... and add in the stuff I know I like. Control freak!
Haaaa... looks like she is trying to find her bi focal range while reading a birthday card....yup that shit happens when you git...65.
My nieces wedding social was last Saturday. Wedding socials are very noisy and I basically came home hoarse and deaf. Old people should stay at home. She was beautiful and very happy to see all of us old farts attending. Most of my cousins were there and it was good to see them all again.
My bro
So it has been a busy few weekends. I'm really tired of talking to people lol.
The house is coming along fine. They put in the granite counter top last week and it looks awesome.
They are just starting to put the trim on the windows and doors. I will have to take a picture of the rounded corners throughout the house ... they look really neat.
The blue jays and the crows are screaming at each other in the back yard... its sounds like a war zone. Time to get out the broom!!!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Hey ho....just another day in the life.
Busy busy with the new house...lots of things to figure out and decisions to be made.
Gord is usually my stumbling block..head Today it was the color of the baseboards and the window framing.......ohhhhhhhhhhh my god you would think this was the end of the world! I chose a very neutral off white color that was suggested by the designers....he saw the swatch and said it looked grey........it wasn't grey asshole...it was a neutral color that would look good with the window frames.
Our home builders are very good to us... and suggested we see one one their show homes that had that color on the baseboards and window frames. That meant another road trip...because this house was about 20 miles from our house...yay I love road trips...and having lunch at a greasy spoon after that. Excuses to eat grease is right up my alley.
We walked around the show home and saw immediately it was the right shade. Actually if Gord didn't want all the stuff he wanted for our house....this house would have been perfect for two retiring old farts like us. It was a small bungalow with a really nice enclosed patio. But he is determined to spend all our money before we die....thus the big house is where I will kill myself cleaning it. I want this written on my tombstone...
Her lies Joanie Balonie
full of macaroni
Gord killed me
And didn't give a shit
Cleaning the big house
Threw me into a fit.
I promise to be a better blogger after all this has gone down with my brother and then with the house...plus now we have to sell it. Lot's of shit still on our plate.
Bro was ambulanced to the hospital earlier this week. again....apparently the discharge doc...forgot to put his diuretics in his med prescription when he went home.. FFSAKES..... He has congestive heart failure for shit sakes...how could they have missed that? SIL was surprised that he didn't have a med like that in their regime...but thought perhaps is was a new med was taking care of that she didn't know about.
They took out 16 litres of water out of him. His is back home now. Sigh.......a little lighter.
I have a few pic's to post from my nieces social on Saturday...but I don't have them on this computer. I will post them tomorrow. Most of you will have seen them on facebook already.
Balonie...
Gord is usually my stumbling block
Our home builders are very good to us... and suggested we see one one their show homes that had that color on the baseboards and window frames. That meant another road trip...because this house was about 20 miles from our house...yay I love road trips...and having lunch at a greasy spoon after that. Excuses to eat grease is right up my alley.
We walked around the show home and saw immediately it was the right shade. Actually if Gord didn't want all the stuff he wanted for our house....this house would have been perfect for two retiring old farts like us. It was a small bungalow with a really nice enclosed patio. But he is determined to spend all our money before we die....thus the big house is where I will kill myself cleaning it. I want this written on my tombstone...
Her lies Joanie Balonie
full of macaroni
Gord killed me
And didn't give a shit
Cleaning the big house
Threw me into a fit.
I promise to be a better blogger after all this has gone down with my brother and then with the house...plus now we have to sell it. Lot's of shit still on our plate.
Bro was ambulanced to the hospital earlier this week. again....apparently the discharge doc...forgot to put his diuretics in his med prescription when he went home.. FFSAKES..... He has congestive heart failure for shit sakes...how could they have missed that? SIL was surprised that he didn't have a med like that in their regime...but thought perhaps is was a new med was taking care of that she didn't know about.
They took out 16 litres of water out of him. His is back home now. Sigh.......a little lighter.
I have a few pic's to post from my nieces social on Saturday...but I don't have them on this computer. I will post them tomorrow. Most of you will have seen them on facebook already.
Balonie...
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Hiya...I am getting my mojo back..weaving in and out
Gord went to a seminar tonight...so I made my own supper. I made potato salad with lots of eggs in it..the way I like it...and lots of sour cream and mayo...green onions ... some vinegar...and some sugar.....If I would have made it like I did years ago it would have had whipping cream in it. But of course I don't have that in my fridge anymore. I still need some meat with my meal...because that is what I still like to do...last week I went to Foodland...a store that still sells shit that is not good for you. I bought a canned chicken. I remember when we were young and mom had to make a quicky meal she would bring out the canned chicken. I loved it then...and I just sort of like it now. It's just like the canned hams. We used to have them all the time when we were younger...and I have to say...I still like them...BUT when you read the labels...FFsakes the salt in them is so high ...it could put you in the ground man. Way down.
So now I only eat a can a week.....kidding...
I was just thinking ...........I have a pressure canner, I could can chicken. .... if I could catch them...heh... I have a small electric stove in this house that is not good for the pressure cookering and it has a glass top...in my next life at the new house I have a huge gas stove. A stove that scares me, but could hold the pressure cooker and jars of nakid chickens. I have so much to look forward to. Like a gas stove. OMG....life might be a little shorter that I anticipated. When I blow up the whole famdamily.
Balonie.....trying to use her head. Without too much success just yet....
So now I only eat a can a week.....kidding...
I was just thinking ...........I have a pressure canner, I could can chicken. .... if I could catch them...heh... I have a small electric stove in this house that is not good for the pressure cookering and it has a glass top...in my next life at the new house I have a huge gas stove. A stove that scares me, but could hold the pressure cooker and jars of nakid chickens. I have so much to look forward to. Like a gas stove. OMG....life might be a little shorter that I anticipated. When I blow up the whole famdamily.
Balonie.....trying to use her head. Without too much success just yet....
Road Trip
We did a little road trip on our way to see the slab of granite. First stop was Lockport. It is a huge dam on the Red River where boats have to go through the locks to get to the other side.
We went to Skinner's for dinner here. Skinner's is supposed to have the world's best foot long hot dogs. SUPPOSED to! I used be really good...but our hot dogs were nuked...yuk...fries were still good.
This is part of the river running towards the locks.
This is the entrance to the locks...see that cement thingie on the right down behind that boat..it's fun going through them. We did that a lot when we had a boat. It's kind of scary because the locks empty and down you go until you reach the level on the other side. If you are good ... they let you out the other side. You have to be sure you got your boat secured because once you are in there it can get crowed with other boats and you don't want to be bumping into them....that has happened...wasn't my fault I thought someone else was holding the rope.
The Quarry ... all the granite lined up in a row.
We picked our slab.
Then we went home and drove past a bee field. The end.
Exciting huh? I burped that ugly hot dog all the way home.
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Bro is home
It's only been a few day yet but so far so good.
I have been so crazy busy with the new house....and am so glad he is at home because I don't know how I could visit as often as I did. We live a long way from the hospital.
I put up a few more pic's on my house website....it's on the sidebar.
Give me a few days and I'll try to fill everyone in on everything. I know I have been really shitty about posting lately. I try to read all your blogs in the morning with my coffee....and then it's time to get busy and get about my bussynes.. huh? I haven't lost my sense of humour yet... it was close....but I found it under a pile of laundry I forgot about. Tired ...yes..!!
I have been so crazy busy with the new house....and am so glad he is at home because I don't know how I could visit as often as I did. We live a long way from the hospital.
I put up a few more pic's on my house website....it's on the sidebar.
Give me a few days and I'll try to fill everyone in on everything. I know I have been really shitty about posting lately. I try to read all your blogs in the morning with my coffee....and then it's time to get busy and get about my bussynes.. huh? I haven't lost my sense of humour yet... it was close....but I found it under a pile of laundry I forgot about. Tired ...yes..!!
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