I had planned on this being a Wordless Wednesday but it turned into a Wordy Wednesday for me and it is not even 9 am.
And the tale goes like this:
I groggily climbed out of bed a five this morning after spending the evening trying to finish a book on my Kindle that I just couldn't put down, all the while watching (sound off) the OKC Thunder lose yet another game. Finally, the eyes were getting bleary and and overworked so I shut the Kindle off, rolled over to drift off to sleep to Two and a Half Men at the late hour of 11:30 or so. Let me tell you I could hardly open my eyes and they did not want to focus but off to workout I went.
I told Wade I had to get home about 15 minutes early to pick up the house a bit before the cleaning ladies came and have my shower. While loading the dishwasher and putting pot holders in the drawer I spied this little lady at the bottom of the drawer, peeking her little bonneted head out. Wow, I haven't seen her in a while...Holly Hobby. Remember her? This potholder was part of one of our wedding gifts, 37 years ago. I thought it would be a great Wordless Wednesday, but I was so wrong.
Yesterday the demolition crew was supposed to show up and start the tear out of the old back porch but the only crew that showed up was a guy to deliver a dumpster in front of the house to go along with the orange port-a-potty that has not seen a worker open its door in two weeks.
They started today though and the first thing that happened was as I stepped out of the shower I heard lots of clanging and banging and power tools and then a huge CRASH of something falling and glass banging around in the living room/kitchen. I hurriedly threw clothes and shoes on, in case of broken glass, all the while remembering the fiasco of the bathroom demo when the nails broke through the guest bedroom ruining a wall. What I found was the picture in the kitchen that was over the sink had fallen and knocked over a small glass, unbroken vase.
Then I thought of the shelf in the living room that has some of The Hubby's collectibles. I rushed to find my step ladder and started taking down some of his stuff. See it over the doorway there. Let me tell you I almost needed another shower. WHEW.
Finally, I was able to go back to finish the dressing part of my day. Make up on, hair blow dried, and ready to make my nutrition shake for the morning. (Oh, I had to look a bit better than usual because I was to have lunch with my bestie and later dinner with my other bestie.) I found on one of the new blogs I follow called Veronika's Kandy Koated Dreams, a fabulous green smootie for weight loss that included spinach. I started my smootie and it took forever to get it whirred up. All ready and very green I tried to pour it in my glass and look what happened. The darned bottom broke out.
What a mess...
Luckily I had another blender under the cabinet, a hundred years old, but another blender. It did the job the second time around but the motor was a bit smelly. Today I'm on the hunt for either a blender or juicer.
Oh, and on the garden note...danged critter, not sure whether it is a rabbit or squirrel ATE one of my red tomatoes!