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Return to the Pig.

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Though my husband isn’t crazy about their food, I finally wore him down enough for another evening at one of my favorite cocktail bars, The Blind Pig.

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Located in downtown Gardiner…

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In a lovely old brick building…

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With a terraced outdoor seating section…

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We made straight for the bar… because that’s where the magic happens. The Pig’s cocktail list is epic and changes with the seasons. I started with a pear mojito because it’s my go to there and never disappoints.

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Luckily the salmon baked in parchment paper with roasted fingerlings and asparagus tickled my spouse’s tastebuds so much he agreed to rethink his previous Blind Pig ban.

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I had a yummy lamb bolognese, and because we were sitting under a pig wearing a pink cowboy hat…

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A blackberry lavender margarita as well.

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Dessert was homemade lemon blueberry cake…

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Which the husband didn’t like and I was forced to finish by myself.

Oh. The hardships I endure for love…

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Beam/ceiling repair project, day 4… where a little snag was hit.

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Things started out well early that morning with Lord Dudley Mountcatten innocently gazing at the plastic room.

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Yes, I’m talking about you.

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He knows he’s not supposed to go in there, so of course it’s the only place he wants to be…

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And before long our smiling, happy contractor was busy replacing the insulation and installing strapping for the sheet rock.

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By mid afternoon he had both sides of the beam done…

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And the ceiling was ready for the next phase.

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Which is when he hit a snag.

Thankfully it wasn’t with the project per se, but when it started drizzling outside and he set up his saw in the garage to stay dry… things went a little haywire.

We love Tom. He’s a very clean and conscientious worker. So when he started cutting things in the garage, he turned on his shop vac to suck up the sawdust and splinters at the same time… but in doing so he also overloaded our sometimes squirrelly electrical system and knocked out power to the entire garage and part of my laundry room.

This resulted in a solid hour of trying to figure out why.

Thankfully Tom knows his way around electricity and after removing a few outlets, testing various circuits and doing a whole lot of other things I can’t explain…. he had it up and running again and would be able to resume work.

Until my husband came home a few minutes later and decided it was time to call it quits and consume adult beverages in the man cave.

No sheet rock was installed that day.

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But at least we had garage lights to illuminate our way home.

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Beam/ceiling repair project, day 3 …. blissfully uneventful.

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Day three was noisy but relative smooth sailing.

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Excess wood… that served no purpose other than to act as useless shims… was removed, and everything was repositioned, leveled and put back where it should be.

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Extra heavy duty hangers were installed on both sides…

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And all the rafters were secured to the beam as they should have been 30 years ago.

When the contractor left for the day?

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His Lordship was on the move.

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He thinks we put up the plastic room just for him.

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News you can’t use.

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I doubt anyone can really use it, but here goes.

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96 children?

Who does he think he is… Elon Musk?

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They say don’t knock it till you’ve tried it… but I’m going to pass on that particular experience.

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I blog more than anyone I know, but even I don’t need that.

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To hell with music, fame and the rest… I just want to know where she got the seeds for that fabulous garden.

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72%? Sure, that’s close enough for surgery. A 28% chance of losing something vitally important seems worth the risk.

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Turns out it does. Men are thrilled and claiming the heatwaves covering half the country have increased the size of their members. For these overly proud men… I have one word.

Thermoregulation.

Winter is going to be such a disappointment.

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I should know better than to click on penis stories.

I really should…

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Just my luck.

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There’s nothing worse than not being able to take advantage of freebies. And while I was thrilled to win a free book a when I first joined Goodreads, not being able to claim their next giveaway offer is frustrating.

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I hate ereaders and don’t own a Kindle. Audio is not my thing either. So because I’m old school and prefer tactile reading, I’m missing out on a free book.

And that’s frustrating.

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Beam/ceiling repair project, day two…. good news is usually too good to be true.

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Our contractor started bright and early on day two but it turns out the good news from day one wasn’t all good.

No, the beam doesn’t need to be replaced but the overall support structure needs work which required a temporary load bearing wall to be built inside the plastic cave. .

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Turns out whoever built this addition back in ‘94 didn’t do a good job with the rafters.

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It’s hard to get proper pictures of the problem but things are separating and that’s not good.

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I’m no carpenter, but the fact that those tiny nails trying to grab onto the beam have been the only things holding up part of our living room roof was a little concerning.

The repair options were these:

1. Hire a structural engineer (at considerable cost) to come in and completely rip apart the entire addition roof, replace the beam and redo all the rafters and trusses.

Or….

2. Since the existing beam is solid (and has miraculously held everything in place for the past 30 years with virtually no support) have our contractor square everything, redo the rafter and truss supports, add heavy duty hangers, and make sure everything is properly secured.

Needless to say we chose door number two.

Since our contractor isn’t a structural engineer he can’t guarantee things won’t sag in another 30 years but realistically, my husband will probably be gone and I’ll be in an old folks home… so who cares?

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Work continues, in a very small space and in the pouring rain. It would be nice if the saws and power tools could be set up on the back deck but we’re having monsoon downpours right now.

It’s always something.

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Let’s play.

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Don’t argue.

Just play…

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Two things immediately come to mind.

First… read a book. The old fashioned bound paper variety. As much as I love my tech, I despise Kindles and their ilk. I’m a tactile reader and love nothing more than opening a newly printed book.

Second… I pay my bills by check, through the mail. No automatic withdrawals linked to my bank account, no monthly debits on my card. We’ve been hacked too many times for me to voluntarily give my info to every company we pay for services. It may be slower, but it also helps the struggling USPS… because when that goes under we’re all in trouble

How about you…

What do you still do the old fashioned way?

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