The husband plans on stripping another section of our leaking roof this weekend and wanted me to go on the Home Depot website to check on shingles. As I brought up the site on my phone, Lord Dudley jumped on my lap and screwed up my search.
What he chose was beyond disturbing.
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What the utter Hell?
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I’ve always disliked lawn “art” and garden gnomes are at the top of that list …. but a naked, beer swilling elf named Otto?
I’m not a fan of Wal Mart, but in my neck of the woods it’s the best and cheapest place to buy the hundreds of pounds of bird seed our greedy avian friends devour.
On this trip I needed milk and bread… which meant I had to traverse the entire store from left front corner to right rear corner because Wal Mart is nothing if not an evil marketer.
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Sandwich meat?
Not today.
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Breadless breading?
No thank you.
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And while I never, ever buy meat at Wally World…
This package of “premium pork steak” ensured I’ll never even be tempted.
Climate change. One of the most important issues of our time.
Waters are warming, ice caps are shrinking, forests are burning. Hurricanes are more frequent, icebergs are melting, deserts are expanding. The precious ozone layer is being destroyed and temperatures are rising.
We’ve all had enough of the Covid 19 pandemic. Lockdowns, masks, travel restrictions, vaccine wars and toilet paper shortages have definitely taken their toll on the collective sanity. And while we’ve all tried to cope the best way we can… one woman has a slightly different method.
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Hmm.
I’ve been out of the loop lately. Are sun powered orgasms the new thing?
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I can’t honestly say solar vibrator ranks high on my global plague survival list, but then again… what do I know?
I lobbied hard for this cute little piggy joining the Casa River family ( for pure blog fodder alone, he’s golden ) but was met with a resounding no from the husband.
Shingles were lifted and stripped ( in the valley of the addition that I’d been telling the husband to do for the past 5 years! )
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And this time, lo and behold…
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They found something. Wet tar paper and damp wood underneath. Apparently there was a hump in the channel and water was sitting instead of running.
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They worked all day and (hopefully) resolved this never ending issue. Time will tell…. But I think a full roof replacement is in the cards for next spring, even though it’s not even close to the warranty date of the shingles.
Sigh.
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Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.