Random, We've Got Random

I need to be better prepared for weekends. I seriously underestimate how many meals there are in an average weekend. One would think that by the age of 50 I would have figured out some of this, but alas, I have not.

THGGM and I are preparing for a garage sale. This means, he drags stuff out, and I drag it back saying, "NO! Not that!".

On my own, I have realized that I must cut back on my thrifting. It's not that I spend too much time at it, or that I spend to much money. I don't. But, even in a house this size with just two people and an aged cat, soon, we would run out of room and need to add an addition.

Speaking of adding on, I don't believe it would take much to dig a basement, as the sink hole is still sinking bit by bit. And, there is another suspicious feeling dip farther back. Oh. And now we have moles. I am sure that wherever they had been living must have flooded, so they have moved into the ready-made apartments beneath our lawn.

And the healed dishwasher? It is ONLY healed if we stay in the room with it. NO PROBLEMS at all. Unless, of course, we do something totally out of it's will for our lives and go to bed. Then, it weeps giant tears all over the kitchen floor. We have tried everything, but that is the only possible solution. We must stand right next to it, or it will leak.

At the same time I bought the great picture (see below) I also bought a resin figure of a girl, a "June Birthday" figurine holding a rose and wearing pearls, which are the June birthday flower and stone. Having turned 50 this month, I thought I was worth the 80 cents it cost, as it seemed to somewhat represent me. THGGM wasn't as sure of it's value, but he doesn't like to be heard in public denying me the right to spend 80 cents. I don't know which is worse, hearing me whine for something, or having him say 'but where will you put it?' Anyway... when I got it home I found the perfect spot for it in my pink/rose/pearl/girl bathroom. Then, I turned her around. She used to be an angel, but her wings fell off.

And the picture with this post? This is our backyard toad. He likes to surprise me by being exactly where I mean to step while holding plates of food on my way to the table in the backyard.

I like to think of him as THGGM, the early years.