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News you can’t use.

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Because the news you can use is too depressing.

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Proof positive it’s always the last place you look.

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Yet another reason I won’t be hiking Everest.

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Admit it, you’re more than a little envious.

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I’m guessing that’s not what’s supposed to happen.. but with Tesla it’s hard to know.

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I didn’t read the article, but something tells me it won’t be good.

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So I bought a ring on Etsy.

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It’s a nice ring.

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Sterling silver with aquamarine.

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It seems well made and wasn’t expensive.

Problem?

It doesn’t fit.

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I wanted it for a large finger on my right hand and ordered the size 10 1/2 I always wear on that finger.

Clearly this wasn’t a 10 1/2.

I contacted the seller, who turned out to be Prateek from India.

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Uh, no you didn’t.

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You sent me a 9 1/2 to 10.

And when I sent Prateek this picture (of the ring sizer I bought to avoid problems exactly like this) to prove it?

He never replied.

Grrr.

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Let’s play.

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You know you want to.

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I can do one better,..

I’ll show you.

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There she is, a 1963 Ford Falcon station wagon… complete with wood on the sides.

I don’t have to tell you this was more than slightly mortifying to a teenager. The Falcon was a lot of things, but cool wasn’t one of them.

That picture was taken in the late eighties… judging from the head to toe acid washed denim… and yes, my mother was still driving her. She grew up in NYC where no one in her era drove or even bothered to learn. The woman got her first license when she moved to the suburbs at age 40 right before I was born and didn’t enjoy it. She was a nervous and overly cautious motorist and never felt comfortable behind the wheel. She learned to drive in that Falcon and it was literally the only car she ever drove her entire life.

It had vacuum wipers, no seatbelts, an am radio, a manual choke and by the time I drove her? A top speed of 51 before she started to rattle so badly you had to slow down. It was a good thing we lived on the Island because the old girl would never have tolerated a highway.

How about you?

Name the car…

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Man vs tree (s).

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On an overcast and dreary day, my husband went out back to battle the trees.

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If you remember, we planted 6 trees in the north forty 2 years ago. Four maples and two cherries. The maples are thriving, the cherries are dead… thanks in no small part to the deer who apparently see cherry wood and think “snack time”!

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Dry and brittle, my husband thought it would be a simple thing to rip them out of the ground.

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He was mistaken.

Our miserable backyard clay was not letting go.

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He pulled, he tugged, he dug, and finally resorted to sawing them down.

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Take that you stubborn dead tree.

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Healthy maple tree on the right.

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Dead cherry #2.

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Just as difficult to remove as #1.

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A hard fought battle.

But he was victorious .

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News you can’t use.

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Because it’s Monday, and I have to.

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If it requires citrus, I’m not sure I want to know.

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Future Olympic sport, right there.

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It had to be a red squirrel.

They’re evil that way..

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There are some activities that should never be social. This is one of them.

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No problem here, I don’t drink coffee. But please enjoy that morning cup of beetle poo… I’m sure it’s wonderful.

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Random reads.

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I cannot accurately relate the extent to which I despise painting our kitchen cabinets. But paint them I did,…

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Though I think we both ended up covered in equal amounts of white.

I’m good, but I’m not neat.

After a day of that, I needed a quick and easy dinner.

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Bubba Gump to the rescue, though I did use half the amount of butter.

Easy as well as tasty.

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No room for birds.

Grey squirrels, unlike red… are welcome here.

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Roopers is a local beverage distributor. Their delivery trucks are… interesting.

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