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Barn, Belgian beer and Brussel sprouts.

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We were back in the barn this weekend and ran the new heat pump for the first time. It’s a big space so it took a while to warm up… but the building held the set temperature all day, which means all our stuff and seal each and every god damn gap insulation work…

Worked.

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But there were still a few more windows to trim and that’s when things went downhill.

There was sputtering, mumbling, cursing and okay…. small pieces of wood may or may not have been flung across the room.

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When the wood started flying? I knew it was time for a distraction… so I trudged down to our crap filled underground nightmare basement and retrieved a treasure we purchased a few years ago.

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A neon bar sign from the Ommegang brewery in New York. We stumbled on them when we visited the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown and fell in love with their Belgians.

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https://www.ommegang.com/

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If you’re ever in the area, check out their tasting room in the old barn… and if you’re visiting this time of year? Try my favorite.

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There’s a tavern in Brussels famous for it’s pigeon racing?

Sounds like my kind of place.

And speaking of Brussels…

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When you live across the street from an organic vegetable farmer?

You never know what will show up on your doorstep in the morning.

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Pandemic humor.

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Because if I don’t laugh, I’ll scream.

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That looks about right.

This year you’re screwed no matter which way you go.

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Karen.

That slut ruins everything.

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Admit it, we’ve all been there.

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This literally made me snort.

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I’ve been hearing banjo music for a while now…

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That’s a pretty accurate representation of my year. How about you?

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One can only hope.

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You first. I’ll hold your purse….

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He tried.

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Yes, he tried… and I’m going to give him points for that.

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The other day during the miraculous (and possibly orchestrated by aliens) garage clean out…. the husband tried to sell some tires.

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No, he didn’t put a price on the sign.

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And bless his heart, the pile got bigger as the day wore on because he kept finding more tires.

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He even went out and artfully arranged all the mismatched, unwanted, never fit any vehicle we owned, tires.

But alas, at the end of the day….

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They ended up in our cellar… where they’ll probably die a slow death because no one else wants our unwanted tires either.

But damn it, he tried.

And I appreciate the effort.

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It’s a sign!

 

Do you believe in signs?

In prophesies…

In portends?

Because I think I got one the other day.

I was sitting in our living room, innocently reading…

When this appeared on the wall.

 

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Game of Thrones fans are shuddering, but for the rest of you clueless readers?

It’s the Bolton sigil, the flayed man.

 

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Striking fear in the hearts of Thrones viewers until someone asked the question…

 

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Sansa.

That’s who.

But clearly this can’t be a coincidence. What does it mean?

The Boltons are all dead, they’re not flaying anyone. And it’s the final season of GOT, so if I’m meant to flay someone….

I’d better hurry.

There are only 2 episodes left.

 

 

And btw, if you think I’m an over the top Throner?

Witness my girlfriend who’s having a watch party every Sunday night. She sets out photos of the characters on her mantle, complete with burning candles.

 

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Every time someone dies? She snuffs them out.

Now that’s dedicated.

 

When the universe tries to tell you something….

 

Have you ever had one of those days when all the signs were pointing somewhere?

 

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Hopefully it’s not there.

I had one of those days last week.

It started when I checked the weather forecast.

 

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Fair enough.

We were out of beer.

 

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And on my way to the grocery store?

 

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Okay, I get it.

Corporate America wants in on everything lately.

 

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But then..

The car that pulled in next to me at the store?

 

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And while not all signs are clear…

 

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I’m guessing the universe did not wish me to remain sober that day.

And one should never argue with the universe.

 

 

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Or my husband, who brought home an interesting wine that night.

What’s a girl to do?