Monthly Archives: April 2023

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Payback.

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I spent 5 hours following my husband from store to store looking for a new weed whacker last week.

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Don’t believe the people who tell you men hate to shop. When he’s looking for a new toy for himself? My guy will shop until I drop. We hit at least 7 different lawn and garden sections and then went back to the very first place we stopped so he could buy the very first one he saw.

And then?

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The man who owns a giant zero turn tractor and four push mowers… yes, four. Two of them self propelled. … started looking at new push mowers.

For me.

The person who doesn’t want one.

It was at that point I said enough… and made him take me for a nice late lunch.

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A fresh blueberry mojito was a good way to start.

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Every time I see this old tool art installation I want my husband to do something like it in the man cave.

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And every time, he says no.

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To start… it was butternut squash soup for the husband and some fabulous dry rub barbecue shrimp for moi.

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A basil limeade later?

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An amazing Bolognese with fresh pasta and a lamb, beef and pork ragu. It was so good I didn’t even notice what the husband ate.

Well worth 5 hours of tool shopping.

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So much for that.

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In case anyone was wondering why I haven’t posted about the husband’s clean up the crap filled cellar project lately, there’s a reason.

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And that reason is him getting bored and dropping it like a hot rock.

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Only a third of the ceiling was completed… and it was at that point I think he realized he was in over his head.

Literally and figuratively.

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So while there are areas you can see the floor….

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It’s still a junk filled nightmare.

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Random tidbits.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has some strange sleeping positions.

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Face plant seems to be a favorite.

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And then the grocery store turned into a Chinese restaurant. If I’d known this, I would have bypassed the beef lo mien and brought an axe.

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I found this old family document recently and was stymied by what to do with it. Yes, it’s from 1875 which is interesting… but it’s a receipt for rental of a house, which is not. I tried researching the company and came up empty so I did the only logical thing I could think of. Put it in a file in a drawer to be rediscovered at a later date.

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I’ll never forgot a sad story told by my late BIL who was wheelchair bound. They had a small kiddie pool in their yard and he had to watch helplessly as a chipmunk fell in and drowned. He was unable to rescue it and slowly watched it die. This is a brilliant product.

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My new normal. Every night at 8:00pm His Lordship sits and stares at me until I go to bed.

Yes, I was wearing owls in sweaters and hats pajamas. Don’t judge, they’re very comfortable.

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Let’s play.

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This week’s game should be fun.

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Here are a few of mine –

Justin Bieber is playing on an endless loop.

All the floors are wet and you’re only wearing socks.

There’s television, but only one program … The Apprentice.

All the cocktails are alcohol free.

The only book in the library is 50 Shades of Grey.

There’s an all you can eat buffet… but the only thing on it is kale.

How about you?

What’s happening in your version of Heck….

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Move it! Part three…

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The destination for our caravan of furniture, household items and basically all the rest of my SIL’s unclaimed worldly goods was here.

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The charity rummage sale at our local town hall.

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We missed the regular donation hours by a mile but the kind ladies that are organizing the sale opened the building for us late in the afternoon.

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After giving them 3 truck loads full of things from our cellar last week , and then these three loads… I’d say they’re going to have a very profitable sale this year.

By the time we were through carrying it all in the hall, we were literally through as well. Hot, tired and thirsty.

And you know what means.

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A trip to our local pub… where we bought everyone drinks and a meal as a way to say thank you. We even talked the rummage sales ladies who don’t drink into a drink.

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Move it! Part two…

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A little background info.

When the hospice facility did an assessment on my SIL and determined she didn’t “rate” that level of care anymore, the search for a nursing home bed began. We were assured she could stay at the hospice until one became available, but they neglected to mention the bill would have to be privately paid from that moment on.

Our poor niece has been carrying that (pay in advance) $500 a day burden for weeks. When she said she was already $10,000 in, we realized we couldn’t let her pay the $1,000 fee The Dump Guys were going to charge to haul away the remainder of things in her mother’s apartment.

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So we filled my husband’s truck.

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We filled the apartment complex’s dumpster.

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And we filled a friend’s truck and trailer. Then we made arrangements to donate the whole lot.

But first, a much needed moment of laughter.

There were three bottles of Bud Light left in the refrigerator, and after pinning a stray rainbow earring on a friends shirt in celebration of the now hated beer, we smiled for the first time all day.

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Even our niece, who doesn’t drink… and had just broken down in tears after seeing all her mother’s things ready to leave for the last time… smiled.

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Love… not to mention laughter … really are the best medicines.

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To be continued…

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