Thursday was an interesting day. We have hundreds of grad dresses. Hundreds! But a lot of them are old and way past their prime and the whole lot, boxes and boxes and boxes of them needed culling. So at two o'clock sharp, eight of us showed up at the University, where they are stored, to do just that.
Armed with giant huge garbage bags (they were seriously huge), one by one every single dress was lifted out of a box, quickly voted on, yay or nay, and either hung on the right size rack or tossed into a garbage bag. And the guys hauled nine! huge heavy garbage bags full of every colour under the sun out to Kathy's and Iris's vans...to be driven over to Penny Pinchers. Some of them were really needing to be trashed but we will let Penny Pinchers do that part! We have become a society that's totally terrified to throw anything out.
Somewhere in there I headed up the hill and retrieved my furry boy...and OMG!! the dog hair on that dog is insane. Even the kennel was complaining!
On the way home I stopped off at a pet store and bought two implements that could maybe help with that. The one I already owned was just too wimpy. I filled three plastic shopping bags in ten minutes...and his hair is still floating around him as he walks.
Saturday was our first two hour appointment to try to dress kids for grad. Cousins, boy and girl came in. The boy was a husky fella but Iris and I were able to get him totally decked out in a tux, tie, cummerbund, vest and all. He was so proud and kind of in shock when he looked in the mirror! And his mummy cried when she saw him. And that, in a nutshell, is what Kiwanis is all about.
On Thursday I started to cough. I put it down to Ramipril...a drug for blood pressure, it can cause a cough. But then Friday it got worse and harder to control and by yesterday I was having to hold my eyeballs in my head. Holy jeez!!!
Cookie was just getting over a horrible cough when we started our trip and I do believe I picked it up. I bet I am driving my neighbour crazy because there is no doubt she can clearly hear me.
Speaking of her, there hasn't been a peep out of her dog. And there is a strange car parked there during the day and sometimes over night. I am wondering if she has moved someone in to stay with the dog when she is gone. If it keeps up I will go knock on her door before I go to Port Alberni and thank her and let her know when I will be out of town and she will not have to worry about it for that duration. I am so relieved! I wasn't looking forward to doing battle.
You know purses are such a stupid idea. I was just watching a movie and the woman in it has always only got one hand free, the other is hampered by packing around a purse. Men get along just fine without one. I love to buy purses, and then I never ever use them. Actually I have stopped buying them. Back pack purses are annoying too. You always have to pull them off to get into them then put them back on. I have a fairly small wallet. I put it in my right bra and my phone in my left...sometimes keys in there too. Good to go! Lumpy looking chests don't bother me!
Another thing I discovered, and I am super excited about this one, is where I can finally find and buy chicken backs!!!!! I have been hunting for chicken backs forever. The grocery stores simply don't sell them anymore.
Someone suggested I try the butcher's! So I headed up the hill to the only butcher I know and went in and asked. And YES!!!!! She said they always have them because people are making bone broth out of them. Bone Broth. Not me!
Back a million years ago when I was Atkinsing, I would get chicken backs, lay them out on a cookie sheet, sprinkle them with season salt and roast them on a high heat. And once I got it through Bill's head they were NOT for the damned dog, I would eat them. OMG!!! Sooooo good. The little pockets of meat, the crispy skin, the pope's nose....mmmmmmm. And now I can do that again. Happy happy!!!
Well its a quiet Sunday, other than my hacking and coughing. Maybe I shall unpack my suitcase! There's a concept! TTYL
My gratitude list is back: Todays subject is COLOUR: I love colour. I have colour all over my living area. My rug is a crazy colour. My pics are a crazy colour. My table cloth is wild. My lamps are all stained glass. I love all the colours. I am def not a beige muted person. And I am grateful every time I find a colourful item. The last one I bought was a shell necklace in Waikiki. I had a feeling I would never wear it but I still wanted it. I will take a pic of what I immediately did with it as soon as I pulled it out of my suitcase! So as you can see I have a huge gratitude to colour....its hugely important to me and it was to Spod too. That was sure one thing we were on the same page about.
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| A KITTY NECKLACE |
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| THAT BOX THE CAT IS STANDING ON IS FULL OF GORGEOUS SILVERWARE I BOUGHT AT LONDON DRUGS. HAHAHA!!! IT REALLY IS GORGEOUS! |
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| MY LIVING ROOM RUG..ITS LIKE A PAINTING. THAT THING ON THE RUG OVER THERE IS WRANGLER'S "BABY". ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS :WHERE'S YOUR BABY?" AND HE TEARS OFF AND GETS IT AND SHAKES THE HELL OUT OF IT |
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| MY HALLWAY RUNNER |
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| THE TWO PAINTINGS I BOUGHT IN PARIS |
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