Friday night I survived the drive home on 95 with MFD - is it possible to get a t-shirt made up with that slogan? Anyone who has driven with him on 95 knows why I need one. Lord have mercy. We had pizza at Stephen & Aubrey's with Dad & Carol for Mother's Day.
After a quick stop at home to get the dogs, we headed to the shore and arrived to some minor flooding around 11:30. We only had a little around the sewers on our side. Across the street was flooded out. I was really pleased with the ceiling and dry wall repair in the efficiency and where the gas heater was removed, so that was a great thing to see.
I took the dogs down to the beach Saturday morning. The ocean was angry and it was like it threw up all over the beach. I actually saw the corpse of a headless bird. It was gruesome and I'm glad the dogs were distracted by other things like flying foam that Mae thought was like a person or a tiny friend. She was nuts over flying foam.
But enough fun. MFD went out to show some condos and I settled in for some manual labor: painting the wall where the gas heater was removed, painting some trim in the kitchen, reorganizing the kitchen closet, and steam cleaning the third floor carpets.
We jumped in the car and were back home by 2. Saturday night was a beef & beer for my father-in-law, huge thanks to family and friends who attended and/or donated. MFD and I were big winners in the basket auction.
Sunday I slept in and it was glorious. I spent a few hours doing the hausfrauing: setting the house to rights, changing the sheets, doing laundry, doing a little work on the basement reorganization project, going grocery shopping. And celebrating Geege's 12th birthday of course. The dogs had scrambled eggs for breakfast and cheeseburgers for dinner.
Weekly food prep: breakfast is egg muffins with baby bellas, green onions, and cheese; bacon blue cheese dip I saw on Gwen's blog to take to my mom's to take to my mom's; lunch is quinoa salad with cucumbers, tomatoes, red onions, chicken, gorgonzola, and Greek salad dressing; and I marinated chicken for the week. I was short on time so no pre-made dinners.
Dinner at Mom's Sunday for Mother's Day and Rich's birthday was a good time as always. And it was the third day in a row I saw my lovely niece Lola Jean.
It was especially fun when I showed my Mom she is not as good at hiding hair manes as she thinks. Not so fun when I felt ill after eating two desserts.
1. OLE, mofos. I made guacamole (4 avocados, finely diced red onion, 1 tbs salsa, 1 tbs sour cream, juice of one lemon, juice of one lime, salt/pepper/garlic powder/garlic salt to taste) for a work party today and last night was baked queso tacos.
2. In 2015 I started using a Plum Paper planner and it served me very well. I adored it, it was my bible. I bought another one for this year but over the past month have basically stopped using it aside from the calendar function. I'm not one to stick with something that isn't working, especially if it's designed to make me more efficient and is actually making me less so. I'm going back to basics with a purse sized planner that I'll use in conjunction with my Poppin notebooks. I section them off with paper clips so I have one for work, home, shore, and blog - all my stuff all in one place works best for me.
4. I've shit the bed on the bracelets every weekday in spring goal but I'm loving my new waterproof man's watch with a big ass face. I also wear watches on my dominant hand, I think most wear it on the hand they don't write with? Anyone? Bueller?
6. I can't stop listening to Same as the Sun by Jesse Cole. MFD usually bitches at the songs on my Puttering playlist on Spotify - my Puttering playlist is what I listen to when I'm cooking or doing little hausfrauing projects - and he didn't even utter a peep during this one. He was probably just not listening, but still. I'll take it. He refuses to hear the Cup song at all.
7. I can't even muster a Trump joke at this juncture. I did get a huge kick out of the Ted Cruz is the Zodiac Killer shit. That was a riot. Currently on the fridge:
8. I'm ready to go Office Space on my dryer right now. All loads have to be run through twice.
9. I have spent so much time studying google maps of Ireland this week trying to finalize our trip that it's like I live there.
10. E-card of the week:
Linking up Kristen and Gretch for What's New With You?
MFD: It's cold. Right
Gussie? Maybe put the heat on?
Me: The heat is on.
MFD: Really? Who are
you, Glenn Frey or something?
Me: Why?
MFD: singing the heat
is on...the heat is onnn. The heat is on ooh it's on the streets
Me: I get it now.
Yelling up the stairs
MFD: Hey Steph?
Me: What?
MFD: I uh, happened
to notice there was some chocolate brought home from a shower on Sunday? Where
would that chocolate be now?
Me: I don't know what
you're talking about.
MFD: Yeah. Chocolate.
In clear coffee mugs.
Minutes later
MFD: Did you take it
to work?
Me: Yes. There might
be some in the basement.
MFD: What?
Minutes later
MFD: Was that like a
wild goose chase you sent me on?
Me: You actually looked?
MFD: Yes.
Purger vs. hoarder
Me: When can you go
to Goodwill?
MFD: For what?
Me: To drop off all
the stuff I'm getting rid of.
MFD: Wait! Books! We
can take them to the shore.
Me: Paperbacks only.
MFD: James Patterson!
Robert Frost!
Me: Mike. No.
MFD: I want to read
them all.
Me: Here. Read this Henry James book. Go ahead. Read the first paragraph.
He reads it
MFD: Maybe not that one. Definitely the rest.
Me: You know what? I think I'll just go to Goodwill.
MFD: Did you see Steve's glasses?
Me: No.
MFD: The funeral director's glasses were cool too.
Me: Were they? I didn't see.
MFD: I want new glasses. I don't think I have the coolest glasses anymore. Fitting day for a Shit MFD Said given MFD's devotion to Star Wars. May the Fourth be with you.
1. I don't care if my to read list is out of control because I don't look at it as something to get through. Having a lot of books I'd like to read is preferable to the alternative and I actually hope I can never see the end of my list.
2. When I own a book...I crack the spine, dog ear corners, lay it on the sand, get water on it, highlight it, write in the margins. They are not sacred tomes to me. They are sidekicks that roar through life with me. 3. I no longer keep books just so I can say I have a lot of books. If I buy it and don't love it, I pass it along so someone else can read it. 4. I always buy books for myself on my birthday and at Christmas. 5. I don't have any interest in seeing the movie adaptation of most books. 6. My favorite form of book is mass market paperback. 7. I judge a purse's usefulness by if I can fit a standard size library issued hardback in it. If I can't, it's of no use to me because I carry a book with me everywhere and many of them are from the library. 8. Once I find an author I love, I will faithfully work my way through their entire catalog. 9. I usually make the decision to bag a book at around page 33. I do not feel even a little bad when I decide not to finish a book because there are a lot out there but they are not all for me. No one cares that I didn't finish it. 10. I'm genuinely confused why people who know I read a lot ask me what my favorite book is. Hello I can't answer that. Will you accept a top 10 list? What are some of your book behaviors? Thanks again to Jana for the inspiration for this post. Other me & Jana things: new episode of the Armchair Librarians will drop Thursday. Show Us Your Books is a week from today!
You are a forgetful motherfucker if you have to go to Target twice in one weekend and the grocery store twice in one weekend. Friday night was Target and the grocery store round one followed by a concert and late dinner. MFD was playing for his old band teacher Mr. Nelson in the Tri County Band. They closed out with God Bless America, and all of the old people in the audience stood up and sang and surprise I cried. I am a big patriotic crier.
By the time we left there after 10, I was hangry, so MFD had to take me to the diner.
I was up late finishing a book Friday and slept in to get nine hours. It was glorious. Plus I got some new Stella & Dot stuff in the mail which started the day off well. I planted over 30 bulbs, and dear sweet plant loving baby jesus let them flower or I will be laying down in the empty spots in my flower bed crying come June.
I spent some time with my genius happy beautiful niece Lola Jean before taking Pop out for an early bird special dinner. The man goes to bed at 6:30. After I dropped him off, I did Target take two and picked up some flowers that I planted before it rained. Saturday night I was putzing around in my new Target pajama pants, drinking sleepy time tea, painting my nails (OPI Lost My Bikini in Molokini) and sort of paying attention to VEEP which MFD is re-watching.
Sunday was fresh sheets, tired dogs, and coffee at the hospital with Pop. Gamma has been in the hospital and a rehab place and back to the hospital for over a week, so please say a prayer for her if you can spare one. I went to the hospital Sunday morning and missed the March for Babies on Sunday which was a total bummer but Team Eva the Diva kicked it out in the rain.
After I took Pop home from the hospital, I did grocery store take two, then bummed around with the dogs before we headed out to MFD's great Aunt Mary's funeral. Tough one - I so enjoyed her. She was a great, strong lady loved by many and a true matriarch of her family.
Weekly food prep: two zucchini pies, one for Pop and one for this week's breakfasts; lunch is soup out of the freezer; snacks are bell peppers and bananas; dinners are baked queso tacos with fresh salsa; turkey burgers (unmade here) and steamed veggies. The rest of the turkey burgers went into the freezer.
And today? Today I left my planner at home. About that forgetfulness I mentioned in the title...it has spread like wildfire.
Good thoughts to our Caldwell family today as they lay Aunt Mary to rest.
