For my friend Pamela because you encourage me to get out of my own head.
Happy 1 month anniversary B!
I’m starting to remember that day more clearly. I remember how intently you were staring at me as I turned the corner and you misjudged the table and dropped that glass. I didn’t want you to pick it up. I had joked about me becoming your mother and called you Bernard and told you to have a seat. I remember you made me a drink too. I remember wondering why we were drinking so early in the day. Crown Royal your favorite. I’m so glad I just drank it. I didn’t say I didn’t want it or even that it was too early in the day. I just drank it. I didn’t know we were celebrating your surrendering. That look of longing, that look of intense love. That look like the day we first met gave you courage to surrender it all for my sake. I’m glad I was happy at that moment making snacks for your game. You telling me my guacamole was restaurant quality made me smile. I’m glad you were happy that day. It was a happy day. You were running with the underdogs, the Falcons. What a good game. I watched you cheering them on while you were slowly accepting your departure. You waited for everyone to leave. Going to their homes, going to bed. Then you came to me not quite ready to go but not wanting to be alone. Thank you for choosing me that day in the beginning and again that day in the end.
For all the times I had to share you it always came down to you and me.
Do you ever wonder why things have to be so difficult? What can possibly be hard about purchasing a trash can and then use it correctly? Probably nothing in your household but in mines – madness!
I don’t know why in this day and time you have to touch the top of the trash can. In my day we had to take trash outside and pick up the lid and place it back down, make sure it was on tight before we came in the house. My jokers have it so easy if they could just figure it out, they should never have to touch the lid. I have purchased several brands of trash cans over the years. Ones that flips up. They don’t work because somebody never sees the can is full and leaves it open smelling the house up with garbage. Swings open. No because everyone had to touch the lid leaving some residue that just makes the can look nasty. I had pedestal to open the tops. But someone used their super human strength and breaks off the pedestal and so on and so on and so on, None of these have worked. Thirty three years of searching for the perfect can. I just gave up.
Well I thought I found it. My friend has an automatic trash can. I was at her house having a coffee break when her grandson walked up to the can and wait for it….it opened and he put his thrash in it and then it closed. WOW! He didn’t touch it any where. It just opened as if he mentally suggested – open sesame! For two hours I watch her family navigate around the can tossing, scraping, even spit trash into the can. I was impressed. I had to have that trash can. I was too ashamed to ask her where it came from but I knew Goggle would know. He sent me to Amazon and I purchased a NineStars Electronic Stainless Steele can that came with a bonus can. Two for the price of one. Impressive, I know right! I even additionally purchased the adaptor because I’ve seen this baby in action and I knew it was a keeper. Shouldn’t have to waste batteries on this life changer. I had to wait a couple of days for it but I was so excited i went to the store and purchased a rug to go under it.
When it came I set it up immediately, prancing around the house like it was Christmas. Days went by and my hopes were slowing dashing. Somebody can’t get it to open. They stand in front of it waving their hands over it, gives up and pushes the backup button because they couldn’t wait a second. Everyone can’t change the bag properly. There happens to be a ring inside the can that you wrap the bag around so it doesn’t show on the outside. Someone occasionally opens it with their hands and leaves it open all night. I’ve even witnessed the can opening and close before the person let go of the trash and it hit the lid as if the person was stammering o op open pen ses sa meeee! Damn, what’s a girl to do?
Titus, My only smart guy can open the can with no problems. He stands in front of it, waits, and when it opens gets his paper towels and let’s it close. At night he throws them around and leaves the mess all over the floor.
That’s right Wonderers, only the dog can do it!
The search is back on! I guess my mom was right, the trash can must go outside for sanity to remain inside.
Thanks for perusing and good night.
Ever get something that you never knew you wanted or even better ~ needed?
Well here it is! A Flip and Fold.
First, I have to admit I am kinda anal about laundry and it makes getting it done correctly (as in my way of doing it) difficult for everyone else so I do all the laundry for a family of six. But now thanks to the gag gift I received over the Christmas holiday. A laundry miracle has happened to my household. I literally just heard an heavenly, “Ahhhh!”
Who would have knew! Something for me turned out to be a gift for every one of them. Now everybody up in here can fold laundry. And guess what? I already ordered another one. This is something I know they are going to try and break. But I’m in it to win it, but I still won’t let them run the washing machine!
I wonder what else is out there I didn’t know I wanted?
Until next time, thanks for perusing.
Good Morning to You Wonderers:
Today didn’t start off to well for Alex. My grandson said to me, “Hey Mom Mom wake up! I don’t like paper on my cheese toast.”
I replied, “I’ve eaten plenty of paste sandwiches in my day and I’m still here. You’ll be fine.”
Hope you have a better morning Wonderers. I’m going back to bed and will try again later.
Well, Well Wonderers:
I’ve been waiting for a while now for a space to open up for my creativity. Well it has become apparent to me that this is the space!
Take it or leave it. This is the space!
Remember last year when I told you guys about Alex auditioning to get into an art program and not placing because he didn’t follow instructions on realism. Well this year the criteria added a new category – one piece of your choice. All the face to face audition pieces had to be realistic. The boy was convinced he didn’t make it in because he was last to audition and was only in there 5 minutes. It was a sad ride home so in Grandmom fashion I said to him, ” We are not meant to win everything and we are not meant to lose everything. Either way, I am proud of you for completing the process.” My thoughts on it was maybe they didn’t waste time on him because they had already accepted him. I covered all bases just in case.
Well the boy did it! Would you like to see his additional entry pieces that I think swayed the judges?
Well done! He even signed his name on it!
Like I said, I’m proud of him!