I do understand. I read here and look for the postcard/secret santa stuff and that is it. I don’t really have time for that anyhow, I’m really limiting my online time as it is. There is too much AI, to many bots and too much hate.
Or maybe I’m just crabby because someone (not me) got assaulted at the capital again. The security guards just look away because we are not on capital grounds and the police won’t come because protecting the general public is not in their job descriptions.
My new uniform fits very well but she left a pin in the waste-band. I was laughing/cussing about it because Mom used to sew all of our clothes and we knew to check for pins before donning our new dresses. It didn’t really matter, she would always get us at least once a garment.
The last time I heard an ice cream truck, I ran outside waving money in the air just like I did when I was a kid (kinda, I had dimes back then instead of ten dollar bills). I was so excited, I picked a drumstick off the board and unwrapped it on my way back to the porch. Then I tried to bite it and learned that ice cream trucks deep freeze their products so they have to sit on the counter for a while before that first glorious bite.
So much for that.
It seems as though you are also married to a fuddy-duddy.
I didn’t want to say anything about it because I didn’t want to encourage you do do it again!
So the fireflies were delightful as always and I saw a few bats swooping around. Most of the possums seem to have moved on and the birds aren’t bringing nearly as many hungry babies to the feeders. It seems as though summer is full upon us. The weather guessers said we would get at least one thunderstorm today, but they were just guessing. It did cloud over but that was it.
Hubs has decided that the hoses must be unhooked from the taps after every use. Apparently the expensive anti-freeze taps he had put in can be damaged if you leave your hoses hooked up during no freeze times.
This means that now Hubs will be responsible for all of the hand watering because I am not going to unhook the hose every use. The closest bib to my posies is a really issue, it is really hard for me to reach already, taking the hose off after every use is not something I’m willing to do.
So, now that I’m looking at losing the use of my right arm in less than a month, I’m starting to cook for the duration. Today I made a chicken tamale casserole and tomorrow I will make a big pot of shrimp fettichini. I’m also going to make up a pot of scampi to freeze and maybe a lasagna.
Hubs will “cook” while I’m not able, but we have been eating so clean for so long, I don’t want to start eating processed food every meal.
Shits getting real. I’m still not convinced that I’m going to have the surgery, but if I do, its best that I’m ready for it.