MESSES

 One day I am going to go through my pictures and collect up all the pics of my epic messes.  I am sure, hopefully, that everybody has epic messes in their lives.  They seem to happen most unexpectedly, at most inappropriate times and a couple of mine were almost impossible to fix.

One mess that was my responsibility to clean but wasn't even done by me! It included:  Twelve dozen cartons of eggs sitting in a paper bag by the sliding door in the living room from my mom's chickens...waiting to be distributed.  A very seventies deep shag rug.  A busy wee two year old.  An exhausted sleeping mom.  Well by the time she was finished, every single egg except one lone egg, was broken all over the carpet, every dang inch of it.  Slimy, sticky egg, mushed into the shag.  I wasn't sound asleep, I had one ear open in the next room but nothing she was doing alerted me to the colossal mess that was happening.  The clean up involved renting a carpet cleaner from Safeway.

Another child related mess was created by another two year child.  I was on the phone with a lawyer, defending (or should I say explaining mortgage facts to the dumb asshat who should have already known them), in other words I was very distracted.  April was in the kitchen playing with pots and pans and toys etc...but when I went to check on her she had spied an open bag of flour in the cupboard.  OMG!!!  She was grabbing handfuls and just simply throwing them in the air...everywhere!

  I didn't let her see me, I just very quietly closed the sliding door to the kitchen and let her have at it.  Kept her busy and the kitchen was destroyed already  anyway.  And you can't vacuum that...clogs up vacuum filters. The minute you wipe it with a wet cloth you get home made paste, lots of home made paste.  I don't know how I finished the clean up...I have wiped that memory right out of my head permanently.

As my Facebook friends will have seen, I put a pic of my latest mess on there.  I will repost it here for my non Facebook friends.  I did NOT know that split peas exploded in the microwave.  Like, why?  They are SPLIT!!!  Doesn't that mean that they are not encased so they can't explode?  But explode they did.   They even shot a fairly good sized piece of meat right out of the damned bowl!  I did have a plastic cover for items in the microwave, but I melted it on the stove top and chucked it.  I have another one but I can't find it.  I seem to lose everything in this house.

I have lost, or should I say misplaced mom.  I have a wee jar I got at the dollar store that says, and I am not kidding, THIS IS MY MOM, on the side.  When we buried her ashes last Thanksgiving, my lovely niece took some of the ashes and put them in the jar. Well mom has been riding around in the centre console of the truck since then.  I took them out the other day, brought them into the house and for the life of me I can't find them now.  I honestly can't remember where I put her.  Jeez! I know where Parker, our second last dog's ashes are, I know where Wrangler's, our last dog's are, but I don't know where me ma is.  Sigh.

On another note, a food one of course, we roasted a duck last night.  That bird was the toughest dam thing I have ever dealt with.  It took me forever to get some meat off it, sawing and hacking, my arm hurts this morning.  This was Monte's idea.  He picked up the damned duck and he had the unmitigated gall to stroll into the kitchen halfway through my butchering job, and casually state, 'boy you sure have done a hack job on that.'  Seriously!

I had some smaller flour wraps.  I slivered celery and green onion and got the hoisin out and we made"Peking duck". They were quite delicious, but would have been improved if I had added a wee bit more veg and taken the duck out completely.  In fact later I went back and loaded a wrap up with celery, onion and hoisin, and it was super yummy.  When I was eating the duck one, my jaw actually got tired chewing that thing.  But Monte was happy and today Graeme is going to make a soup out of the carcass.  There is quite a lot of meat clinging for dear life on those bones.  I know, I couldn't pry it off.

Well time to start my day.  The guy building the wall downstairs is due sometime today.  I sure hope he isn't a flake.  If he is then I am going to go to Windsor Plywood and buy some plywood and hammer the crap up myself and slap some paint on it.  I have some purple paint.  Purple is Ange's fave colour.  It'll work.  Gotta bounce.  Stay safe people.  TTYL

“Cabbage as a food has problems. It is easy to grow, a useful source of greenery for much of the year. Yet as a vegetable it has original sin, and needs improvement. It can smell foul in the pot, linger through the house with pertinacity, and ruin a meal with its wet flab. Cabbage also has a nasty history of being good for you.”
Jane Grigson (1928-1990) ‘Vegetable Book’ (1978)
 

MY CABBAGE SOUP.....PUCKERING FROM LEMON, HOTTER THAN HELL FROM SOMBAL OLEK, AND ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS.  A STAPLE IN THE HOUSE, EATEN WITH A COLOURFUL ONE DOLLAR SPOON AND SOUP BOWL I BOUGHT FROM WISH.

NEED I SAY MORE?

 

SPOKE TOO SOON

Peace will reign.  That is what I said in the last post.  Boy was I wrong.  Thank you very much Putin.  What an awful little (he is tiny) man and typical of tiny little men, he tries to make up for it by being a bully.

  I don't know which is the worst world citizen, Russia or China.  I would be horrendously ashamed if I came from either country. One country sent a troop of armed men into a country that isn't theirs and started killing.  The other country sent an army of invisible living things out into the entire world and started killing.  I don't know which is worse.  I do understand that I am NOT referring to all the amazing wonderful citizens in those countries.  It is the actual country policies and actions I would be ashamed of.  One wants to be proud of their country's decisions and standards.  Neither of these two countries offer that to their population.

I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not but I decided to put a rustic wall across the big opening into Ange's area from the laundry room.  Mostly for her own privacy but also equally important, to keep the cats out of the laundry room.  I am sure they are well behaved animals but the young one is male and not fixed so that could be a smelly problem and I can just see all our clothes starting to smell like cat p.  I hate that smell.  Plus no matter how careful cat owners are, their place still smells like cats.  When Bill and I used to go into houses when we were working we could always immediately tell if there were cats in the house.  It kind of makes sense...our dog smelled bad lots of times.  I just prefer dog odour to cat odour.

I put a call in to Aryn, my own personal fixer, and of course she called someone who called someone and lo and behold within a very short time she gave me a name and number!  I called, he came, gave an estimate, is coming back Monday, and putting up a wall....for very little money! He also hauls junk!  That might end up being more important than his building skills!

Warning:  Food Talk....you can skip this part if you want.  I just can't help myself.

Last night was a belated taco Tuesday night.  On Tuesday we made a trip to Nanaimo to pick up a fifty dollar dresser from a home.  I found it on Marketplace and Monte is desperately needing a really wide (to fit his snake tank) dresser.  It weighed a ton, solid oak.  The lady was going to be late so we took advantage of that to hit up Wendy's.  OMG!!!!  What a treat for us poor deprived Port Albernians!!!!But because we didn't get home til 7 and we were stuffed, tacos were out of the question.

Taco time was moved to last night.  I fried up the hamburger, onion, jalapeño, pimento, tomato paste, taco seasoning, garlic, pickle juice, chopped up pickled peppers.  Then I heated up the refried beans with tomato paste, garlic, taco seasoning, and pickle juice.  Those mixtures are so much more tasty than the plain versions I made at first.  I am NOT a taco person whatsoever.  It's all new to me.  I am reading about tacos.  Who knew there are so many versions!!  I shall start branching out and experimenting!

Well, I am jonesing for a coffee.  Today is a Milly day.  I hear her out there busy vacuuming. I, as usual, am hiding out in my room.  The guy that came today to give the estimate didn't have a mask on, and mine wasn't to be found.  I think its in the truck.  So I stayed away from him as much as possible.  It's so stupid to stay so careful for weeks then in one little moment it all goes out the window.  I am having a really hard time giving a hoot anymore.  If I get it I get it.

That's it for today folks.  Stay safe and I hope to see some of you soon!!!  TTYL. here are a couple of pics that most have seen on Facebook

HEAR HEAR

LOOKING INTO ANGE'S AREA...CHAIRS WAITING TO GO ELSEWHERE

MY NEW CHAIR IN MY PURPLE ROOM, I AM WRITING THIS RIGHT THERE RIGHT NOW!

LOOKING THE OTHER WAY INTO A VERY DISORGANIZED LAUNDRY ROOM.  THIS IS WHERE THE WALL IS GOING 

ON OUR WAY TO NANAIMO...OUR BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY

SIXTY BUCKS WASTED

 I have a box of mom's slides...our life in pictures.  they need to be digitized.  But in this day and age of tech technology, they haven't figured out how to do that inexpensively.  When I first looked into it, it was around 2.50 per slide.  Over the years the price has very slowly come down.  

A year or so ago I snagged the box of slides back from my brother and ordered a slide viewer light box.  I needed to sort out the must prints from the save for later prints.  Mom was prone to taking lots of flower pics, so one day maybe I can make up an album of her flower prints.  It wasn't long before I discovered an insurmountable problem.  The pictures are still too small!  I can't tell who or what I am looking at half the time!  I can just see me paying for prints just to find out a bunch are of either someone we don't like (see mom!  I didn't use the word hate!) or, people only mom would know who they are!  Sixty bucks for a useless viewfinder!

I did find a reasonable place to get them onto thumb drives though.  There was an ad in our local classifieds on Facebook.  He is an older gentlemen that will do it for ten cents per picture.  And I think I am going to not sort them.  I just made that decision now.  I am going to get them all done.  I think I am just going to hand the box over to him, get them all done.  I will then sort them into Kathy, Stan, Helen, landscape, miscellaneous files.  It just makes sense.  I don't want to leave any out just in case.  But then when he sees 2500 slides land on his doorstep he may have a heart attack and reject the project.  I hope not.

It is a glorious day outside today.  Last night Monte said he would take me out for one of our outings.  We haven't had one in forever and I think (hope) ToonyKoot understands when we abandon him.  And....it is now a few hours since typing that, Monte is sick.  He isn't feeling right as he puts it.  He needs to see a dr. about his meds.  So no outing.

And finally....food!  I bought some beef that had been cut in small strips for stir frys ... not my fave.  So I dredged and fried it, added a whack of diced onion and a can of spiced, herbed tomato paste and beef broth.  I then added all the stuff to make the soup taste delish, then added peas, carrots, tiny diced taters and pot barley.  It turned out delish.  I love making something that tastes blah, then tweek and taste and tweek and taste til its really tasty.  Yum!

It is almost time to get off my duff and get outside.  Tomorrow both Monte and I are going to cut back on our food and try to eat more healthily.  And I am going to start regular walking, except when it rains.  And I have noticed it doesn't rain a whole lot here.  It's more like sprinkles for a while then stops.  That I can handle.  But when it rains billy oh I just can't see.  My glasses get all covered with rain and it's impossible to see.  I'm already half blind!!!  We'll see.

So thats it folks, all I got for tonight.  Glad to see the protest back east is over, peace shall reign.  Take care, be safe and TTYL

'So many ingredients in the soup, no room for a

spoon'..Paul Haines

SO MANY INGREDIENTS-ALL THE MEAT SANK TO THE BOTTOM

THAT POT IS A FIVE QUART DUTCH OVEN.  IT WEIGHS A TON BUT IT IS MY FAVE POT.

RAT BASTARDS

 Well the big clean up has started.  Thank god for Graeme.  He has been a godsend.  He has the ability to just get going and dig in.  Meanwhile Monte and I find a million ways to procrastinate.

Everything in that shed was wet.  Heaven knows how long the water had been spraying in there.  But I wouldn't want to say this to Monte, and he doesn't read this blog ever, but maybe it was a good thing in the end.  Everything in there was his stuff from his last place, you know...the one that was a true sh*t hole.  Some things he is quite attached to and we can probably save those things.

 But...the rats, and the water, made a real mess out of things, some I was sad to see.  They were mostly things to do with Bill, blankets, brief cases etc...how Monte got hold of all that is beyond me.  It was kind of a blur at the time we were sorting Bill's stuff.  I think that in the end I just may give an exterminator a call.  The rat problem isn't just going to go away, not with the grocery store so close by. Possibly they will have ideas on what to do for a permanent solution.

On another note....I have noticed that the older one gets, exercise doesn't necessarily help strengthen one's body parts.

I have a very stiff to open and close slide window over my bed.  When I am sitting with my back to that wall, leaning on it, the window is above me a ways.  I have problems with both, but especially my right, arms.  They hurt.  I can still use them liberally, but they hurt.  I had the brilliant idea that if I reach up with that right arm and open and close that very stiff window over and over it would strengthen and cure at least that arm.  After all one must use whatever is at hand if you don't own and never intend to, a Pelaton.

  Cans of tomatoes are great weights.  Chairs make good exercise benches.  Stairs offer a step machine alternative.  Getting up and down out of the recliner and on and off the turlett all day long are good squats.  So I figured use the window to strengthen my bad arm.

So I started a few days ago. And the exercise has rendered my arm almost useless.  It now hangs off the side of me, free swinging, like a dead limp rat.  Seriously.  I can count this idea as a big fail.   When I was younger it would have worked like a charm.  But now...not so much.  It just made it hurt beyond fixing.  Stupid window.

So I guess it's back to the giant cans of tomatoes.  I use them as hand weights.  You see those exercise freaks that walk, no, stride, purposefully down the street, exaggeratedly pumping their arms up and down with gorgeous colourful wrist weights strapped around their delicate wrists.  I don't have pretty accoutrement like that.  I have tomato cans.  What I don't have is pride.  So I think if I do go walkabout I shall take a can of tomatoes in each hand and march down the street, swinging them high.  One has got to do what one has got to do and I really need to do something.  My arms are def deteriorating.  I'm just not that trusting that the tomatoes will work.

My food task for today is making individual chicken dinner leftover shepherd's pie.  Aryn gave me some awesome individual casserole dishes with handles on them that you can make pot pies or shepherd's pies etc..in.  I made a full on chicken dinner last night, using yet another six tablespoons of that thirty pound bucket of chicken gravy mix.  Today I will layer stuffing, chicken, veg, gravy and mashed potatoes into those awesome casserole dishes and make a leftover dinner for tonight.  

I made the dinner last night in honour of Valentine's Day.  I had ordered a whack of candy from Amazon. It was supposed to be here by yesterday and I was going to surprise the boys with it.  But I got a notice that the order will be trickling in over this week.  Thanks Amazon...yet again I am wondering why I pay ninety bucks for Prime.  If you can't honour the promise of two day delivery then what's the point?  So we are going to have a left over Valentine's Day.

Yesterday the boys stopped at the one flower shop in town on the way back from the dump to get me flowers, bless them.  And when they arrived home they handed me the most sad little bouquet..two small gerberra daisies and three carnations, along with apologies.  Apparently they bought the last six flowers, plus a potted succulent in the store.  hahahaha!!!  Graeme took pics and sent them to April, who showed the pics to her friends and they all thought that that bouquet was the most adorable bouquet they ever saw.  I absolutely love it! They were from April too.  They made me very happy.  They proudly sit on my coffee table.

That's it for today.  It's still very early so I have a little time before we, or should I say the boys, get back at it.  I am determined to get the basement cleared out.  Have a wonderful week, stay safe, have fun, TTYL

"I DON'T SWEAT, I SPARKLE."—UNKNOWN

THE SUCCULENT

THE LOVELY BOUQUET

FINALLY

 I had been nagging and whining about the back deck since Christmas.  A lot of stuff was happening over Xmas and the deck got used.  Recycling, garbage, empty liquor bottles, beer bottles and cans, pop cans and fridge stuff...it was certainly cold enough to keep stuff frozen when we ran out of room in the freezer.  And we used about four coolers.  Needless to say the real mess from xmas happened on the deck.

I don't see all that well, depth perception up close etc..., so I need help getting stuff up and down stairs.  Well, Monte wasn't too interested in cleaning it up out there.  Even after seeing the odd rat having a heyday, chewing holes in the bottom of the compost bags didn't spur him to activity. The garbage that accumulated and especially the recycling went far beyond our every two week pickup.  This def called for a dump run or two.  And he just didn't help.

So a couple of days ago Graeme and I started in and we got it all organized.  We did have one rat encounter.  We were adjusting the cover on the bbq.  The wind constantly twists it around.  And a rat suddenly ran out from under it and around the perimeter of the deck and disappeared.  Poor Graeme! I let out a holler and grabbed him and freaked.  Jeez! I hate sudden encounters with them!!!!

When Monte got up he pulled on his boots and the boys took it all to the dump and dropped the bags and bags of cans off at Ange's for Misha who lives above her.  They also took my defunct red chair.  Feels so much better out there now.  But now I have to nag again to get Monte to fire up the bbq and cook that little sucker out of it.  Jeez!  Excitement on the Homefront!

Today I am moving a whole lotta stuff out of my overstuffed awesome purple room/bedroom into the spare room. My chair will be arriving some day soon here and there is a lot of stuff that will impede it's progress into the corner of my room.  I can't wait!!!  Then I shall move everything back.  I love my room.

Well it's curry day.  Subjit.  Gee I wish I knew how to spell that word.  COOKIE!!!!! You know how...text it to me!!!!!  Today it is potato and carrot and instead of roti I shall be using up half a bag of whole wheat tortilla rounds, heated and buttered.  I am missing a couple of spice things that I normally use so I shall be improvising a little, my fave thing to do.  I have a little Major Grey chutney left to go with it.  

We have a fast food place here called Granny's Chicken.  They are a very eclectic restaurant that delivers, pretty much all day and all night every day of the week...which is absolutely unheard of in this flakey town.  They make chicken, pizza, pastas, hamburgers, wraps, curries (they are East Indian owners...and Gramma does the cooking) and the most fantastic amazing samosas you ever ate.  She makes both beef and veggie.  I think I shall order a few meat ones for the guys and veggie ones for me.  Sooooo good!

Well I have descended into food chat so that is my signal it is sign off time.  Have a great day, stay as safe as possible without wrecking your life LOL!! and TTYL

“Nature is by and large to be found out of doors, a location where, it cannot be argued, there are never enough comfortable chairs.”

— Fran Lebowitz

TRAVEL

 You know I was thinking that covid was keeping me from planning to travel.  But when I gave it a little more thought I realized that covid is only part of it, the smallest part.  The real reason, the main one, is I have no partner.  I know, even with covid, if Bill were alive we would definitely be travelling this year.  I am not complaining.  Thanks to him I have been almost everywhere except South Africa and South America.  

I saw an email this morning that showed my sister currently in Mexico.  Now, I am not necessarily jealous of that as I am not a Mexican resort fan.  Way too much sitting around on beaches or at pools which really isn't my schtick.  I prefer movement, either by car, bus or cruise ship.  I like something new every day.  But I am envious that she is NOT stuck at home in Kamloops!  And in April they are going to New York which is an awesome place.  Unfortunately it's in a country I am determined to avoid, at least for now.

I really want to make a road trip to either Prince Rupert or Northern Alberta.  But it isn't exactly a trip I want to make by myself and Monte isn't really interested.  Maybe I will see if Anne would like to go with me.  When she and I went to Cranbrook a few years ago we had a total blast!  I shall get hold of her and see what she says.  I would ask Cookie, my first choice but I think she is busy with grandchildren.  I shall ask.  I can see us now, tripping along, stopping at little iffy motels, playing nine hole golf on rickety old motel tables.....Let's go Cook!!!!

 That song "I Gotta Get Out Of This Place"by the only man I would marry is running through my head.  After years of doing three major month long trips and long long stays in Maui every year, this is abnormal!!!!

Well guess what brokenly went over the railing on the back deck, waiting to be thrown into the truck and taken on the next dump run?  My red recliner.  And another one bites the dust.  This is the second red rocker to bite the dust in four years.  You get what you pay for.  Clearly.  Cheap chairs.  But thats okay, I hated the colour of it.  It just froze one day.  It wouldn't go forward.  It wouldn't go back.  And it froze in a most awkward position.  It was hard for Toony to get out of it.  Hahahaha!!!!  I love you Toony.

I try really hard to keep politics out of this.  It's kind of not what this thing here is about. But....I am going to make a little statement here, not a rant, but a statement about what is going on in Ottawa.  I ask, if we can't control a bunch of neanderthal TRUCK DRIVERS, and professional protesters, and hooligans and a Texas governor who states he wants to bring down the Canadian government, then we asked for it.  How wimpy and ridiculous is our country?  A tiny majority of this country, with the aid of protesting idiots from the states, is holding us hostage.  I am with Americans on this one...get the military out and put the run, however it be done, on them and get them GONE.  Put a call out for all firemen to come, turn their hoses on them...they will go.  But to hide in your little palace and whine about not being able to enforce anything is reprehensible.  He has covid.  Go walk amongst them.  Watch them scatter.  I know one thing.  I will NOT be voting for the wimp again, no matter how awful the conservative guy may be.  It is no longer a protest.  It's terrorism.

You know there isn't a Canadian alive that isn't unhappy with covid and mandates and vaccines.  Out of the 38 million people, every single one of them is at the end of their rope.  But it's only the ones with the self discipline of two year olds that are stamping their feet and crying and having a tantrum about it. Oh, and let's not forget bullying the health care employees....you know the people they will go running to if they get a booboo. And they constitute a teeny teeny tiny amount of the Canadian population.  I have heard the experts correlate this current bad behaviour with people with low IQs.  I agree.  Sorry, not sorry, it did turn into a rant.  Rant over.

Well I think that's it for today.  I spent a small amount of time this morning planning tonight's supper.  I am kind of careful about mentioning that. 

 A certain person, many years ago, made mention how much time I spend planning food.  Apparently I should just let it happen.  I forgive that person for saying that because I know that no one understands how much joy I get thinking about, planning and executing a necessary meal.  I don't think people that absolutely have nothing to do with the eating part of life know how much goes into the planning, shopping, keeping peoples allergies or dislikes or lifestyles in mind, how much to make etc...all going into feeding people.  And I am talking about feeding them tasty healthy food, not processed or slapped together.  I guess you don't HAVE to plan but I totally enjoy that part so why not do it?

I find the harder the group to feed is to satisfy, the happier I am.  One time years ago before our house burnt down, I had quite a few for dinner.  The group included a celiac, vegetarians, vegans, raw, Atkins and picky. I made baked potatoes, vegan chilli, regular chilli, a massive Caesar salad with veganaise and mayonnaise home made dressings with home made bagel croutons, some with butter and garlic and some with vegan margarine and garlic.  For dessert there was chocolate wacky cake, which is vegan with vegan icing.  The one celiac got a bowl of fresh fruit salad with whipping cream.  Mmmmm I am getting hungry!!!!  Time to quit.  TTYL

This quote says it all.

AND AS USUAL BLOGSPOT PUT THE PIC IN THE WRONG SPOT.  THIS IS THE CLOSEST I SHALL EVER GET TO TOM SELLECK

'During the Vietnam War, every respectable artist in this country was against the war.  It was like a laser beam.  We were all aimed in the same direction.  The power of this weapon turns out to be that of a custard pie dropped from a stepladder six feet high."  Kurt Vonnegut 

  

STRUGGLING

 I hate to admit this but I am struggling a little bit.  It isn't in my nature really to be 'down', but I find I am. A good part of it is covid of course.  I hate this constant lurking threat.  We have managed to avoid getting it so far because we go absolutely nowhere, see absolutely no-one and even put our masks on to answer the mailman's knock at the door.  And from what I am hearing now covid in all it's glory is going to be here for years.  So living safe isn't an option. At least not in my lifetime.  And it gets anxiety causing to face imminent illness and a good possibility of death on an ongoing daily basis.  Normally I am the type to just motor on, mind over matter but this time I can't.  And I do not know how to live sunk into this awfulness.  I see I am going to have to just get up at some point go forth, covid be damned.  If I get it and die well then I get it and die.  But before I cavalierly do that I need to get my ducks in a row.  A trip to a lawyer is the first necessity.

It's really awesome having Graeme here.  He is a lovely distraction, and distract he does!!!  He's such a sweetie.  He is a very easy house guest.  And soon Ange will be living here as well.  But I must admit that with Ange, could very well come covid.  If so then it just does.  So before she moves in I must get all my business in order. Clearly I don't think I am ready to rainbow bridge it yet.

I have nothing to report.  Nothing has happened.  So I will, knowing I am doing it, with apologies, tell you about the odd dinner that turned out not too too  bad that I made tonight.

I had four portobellos in the fridge.  So after much thought in the middle of the night, I came up with this.  I made potatoes then mashed them with a pretty good amount of sour cream.  Before that I had fried up crispy bacon and broken it into pieces.  Tiny diced onion fried and cut up a container of mushrooms...and fried them...all in the bacon fat.  I added those to the mashed potatoes along with a goodly amount of Montreal spice.  At the end I used up a container of cream cheese as well.  I cooked the portobellos first, after cleaning off the lungs.  Then I piled the potatoes high on top of each one and baked on a high heat.  They were delicious!!!  I served it with coleslaw and spinach, the way Carmine's in New York makes it.  Barely wokked, fifteem garlic cloves, and squeezed lemon over the top.  I baked bread today but I don't think they are eating bread with this meal.  There.  Food talk.  Sorry about that but seriously....

One thing I can mention, again, is the rat on the back deck.  I just cannot bring myself to go out there and dig into what needs to be done.  I am not totally phobic about rats but if one jumps out unexpectedly I shall have a heart attack.  But tomorrow for sure that frigging deck is going to get cleaned.  And then we tackle the watered down shed.  Sigh.  At least its a distraction!

Thats it folks.  Be happy, stay safe and TTYL