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Replacing me is hard to do.

April 1, 2024 Rivergirl 20 Comments

Work resumed in the ~~crap filled dungeon~~ cellar the other day and more ceiling panels were installed…. with one glaring difference.

I wasn’t assisting.

After the last bout of me trying (and failing) to hold a sheet a plywood in place over my head while the husband drilled …. replacement help was enlisted in the form of my husband’s cousin.

This is a completed section with ceiling, insulated walls and shelving. Not that you can see much of it through the solid mass of ~~worthless crap~~ treasure.

This is an uncompleted section, and if you look closely you can see the husband on a ladder surrounded by his ~~ridiculous amount of junk~~ treasures.

Funny part is his cousin turned out to be a pretty useless assistant. He was always in the way and actually dropped a piece of plywood on my husband’s head.

Even I never did that.

😉

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Miscellaneous nonsense.

March 16, 2023 Rivergirl 38 Comments

Lord Dudley Mountcatten is not thrilled with snow and shoveled pathways.

Winter walkies are lasting approximately 2 minutes these days.

Spotted this in the ~~crap cave~~ cellar the other day but was unable to peruse the contents as the husband had it sealed in plastic. From the look of the cover, my idea of hippies and their idea of hippies are two different things.

While I don’t usually share recipes… I tried this one the other day and thought it was quite tasty, as well as easy to make, so here we are.

Saw this grill set in a store the other day and thought they must have been made with Shaquille O’Neal in mind. That’s my foot for size reference.

Talk about a big burger. Damn.

And lastly, here’s Lord Dudley having his morning coffee.

Don’t worry, he doesn’t really drink any… just tries to lick the residue of cream.

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And we’re shifting….

January 25, 2023 Rivergirl 32 Comments

The husband completed his work on the far left corner of the ~~crap filled dungeon~~ cellar and has now shifted to the far right.

The ceiling was up…

And painted…

And insulation folded into place.

I had to laugh because it was at this point he said, “Looks a lot different without all the stuff here huh?” And yes, technically he’s right … it did look different. But I’d be a lot more thrilled if the stuff migrated out of the cellar and to the dump instead of just shifting over to the newly completed section.