Bordering on balmy out there, but exceedingly gray. We do love the sun, there is nothing like those beaming rays to remind us how great it is to be alive on Planet Earth.
Lots of gray paint this morning to go with the gray sky. I'm on the second half of the porch deck and had the great idea this morning that I would sand out the bugs, twigs, leaves and tennis shoe footprints from my windy paint job the other day. Not. That industrial enamel is nothing to fool around with. If you've got a bug interred in it, might as well give it up unless you want to sand the whole mess down to the undercoat. Proving once again that if you screw something up, making it whole again is a whole lot more work than you ever thought it would be. Like teeth, for instance. Once those babies pass a certain point, it's like resurrecting the dead. I have one tooth in my mouth that probably has had close to $5000 in dental work slavered on it over the last 20 years. Totally freaking preventable. Sigh.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
Pomegranate Fest
Yup. Three for $5 at Kroger's, and they are big and full of tasty jewels ~ we have eaten two already. John looked them up in Wikipedia because we didn't know anything about them. Enjoy ye East Coast fans, as they are gifts from the Magi and when we arrive at the post-oil future, you will not be able to grow these babies in your backyard.
So now my husband is an expert at how to peel a pomegranate, compliments of his research, and he's quite the manager now, which is totally funny as he's never had the slightest interest in how the seeds get from There to Here. I'm leaving the last one to him.
This week, compliments of all four of our very part-time employees falling to the flu in the past few weeks, they are all clamoring to come to work now. And since I am totally burnt out on Max due to covering their butts (or covering John's butt while he covers their butt), I'm only scheduled for three days this week. Yee-haw. Front porch project, here I come. I think anyway. I pulled a muscle in my back yesterday and it's mighty sore today!
So now my husband is an expert at how to peel a pomegranate, compliments of his research, and he's quite the manager now, which is totally funny as he's never had the slightest interest in how the seeds get from There to Here. I'm leaving the last one to him.
This week, compliments of all four of our very part-time employees falling to the flu in the past few weeks, they are all clamoring to come to work now. And since I am totally burnt out on Max due to covering their butts (or covering John's butt while he covers their butt), I'm only scheduled for three days this week. Yee-haw. Front porch project, here I come. I think anyway. I pulled a muscle in my back yesterday and it's mighty sore today!
Friday, November 06, 2009
Mostly Sunny (no quotes this time)
No waiting for Mr. Sun today, he was bustin' out as I entered the kitchen this morning where my honey had eggs and pancakes waiting. Does it get any better than that?
My little old man was back from yesterday, and I had to patiently listen to all his stories once again as he proceeded to pay for his mattress set. Note to self: Don't get old. He also spoke poorly of his children, who were obviously trying to help him. Note to self: Appreciate your children.
So far so good on October sales ~ always a relief to have a gangbusters opening salvo on the month. That way there's hope that you could end up with a really stellar month, and if that doesn't pan out, at least you didn't spend the first two weeks agonizing that the business is going broke for sure. The rollercoaster of retail. I keep trying to process the lesson in this wild ride. Take things a day at a time. Rely on facts, not emotions. Take the long view. Enjoy the highs when they happen. See what I mean about the lesson? Very hard for me to tease out. Or how about this: you shouldn't be in retail sales. Ha ha. Can't go there right now.
My little old man was back from yesterday, and I had to patiently listen to all his stories once again as he proceeded to pay for his mattress set. Note to self: Don't get old. He also spoke poorly of his children, who were obviously trying to help him. Note to self: Appreciate your children.
So far so good on October sales ~ always a relief to have a gangbusters opening salvo on the month. That way there's hope that you could end up with a really stellar month, and if that doesn't pan out, at least you didn't spend the first two weeks agonizing that the business is going broke for sure. The rollercoaster of retail. I keep trying to process the lesson in this wild ride. Take things a day at a time. Rely on facts, not emotions. Take the long view. Enjoy the highs when they happen. See what I mean about the lesson? Very hard for me to tease out. Or how about this: you shouldn't be in retail sales. Ha ha. Can't go there right now.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
"Mostly Sunny"
OK, weather underground, it's 10am and I'm waiting....
I am, of course, in my annual "Race for the Weather", for which there is no cure. It involves procrastinating until the last minute on crucial outdoor painting projects, which, if left undone, will leave large expanses of porch wood to rot in the winter weather to come.
Yesterday was a comedy of errors. Firstly, cute grandbaby shows up early for a session with Jampa Whis and is mesmerizing....resulting in late start on the porch enamel final coat, which is the "easy" finale to major sanding, patching, caulking and two coats of oil-based primer. Ha ha. Got to go to work, so it's a hurry up deal and the wind is blowing five miles an hour out of the NE (this house has turned me into a complete weather geek).....
I went out to peruse it this morning and it looks like a work of modern art with every colorful autumn leaf, twig and bug within miles stuck into it. It's might pretty, I've gotta admit. I can finally laugh about it, but yesterday I was pretty pissed. In fact, I had such a twist in my panties trying to pull leaves out on the backside of the job that I ended up walking through part of it, so there's the added textural interest of black running shoe imprints among the leaves and bugs. I wish I knew how to post a photo so everyone could see my masterpiece.
Next year, I am spending the entire summer painting the porch. For once, I'm going to do it right, do it on time, and welcome the Autumn with time to carve pumpkins and do fun fall stuff. I would so love to be that together.
I am, of course, in my annual "Race for the Weather", for which there is no cure. It involves procrastinating until the last minute on crucial outdoor painting projects, which, if left undone, will leave large expanses of porch wood to rot in the winter weather to come.
Yesterday was a comedy of errors. Firstly, cute grandbaby shows up early for a session with Jampa Whis and is mesmerizing....resulting in late start on the porch enamel final coat, which is the "easy" finale to major sanding, patching, caulking and two coats of oil-based primer. Ha ha. Got to go to work, so it's a hurry up deal and the wind is blowing five miles an hour out of the NE (this house has turned me into a complete weather geek).....
I went out to peruse it this morning and it looks like a work of modern art with every colorful autumn leaf, twig and bug within miles stuck into it. It's might pretty, I've gotta admit. I can finally laugh about it, but yesterday I was pretty pissed. In fact, I had such a twist in my panties trying to pull leaves out on the backside of the job that I ended up walking through part of it, so there's the added textural interest of black running shoe imprints among the leaves and bugs. I wish I knew how to post a photo so everyone could see my masterpiece.
Next year, I am spending the entire summer painting the porch. For once, I'm going to do it right, do it on time, and welcome the Autumn with time to carve pumpkins and do fun fall stuff. I would so love to be that together.
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