I really tried but even though you (most of you ) never even say anything I miss visiting. Lots of stuff going on but how important any thing is questionable. First out the French doors this morning you can see a bit of my frog pond.
I don’t know if any of the ice is gone yet.
I do have to walk out here and clean out birdhouses. I have two to do and I would like to get them ready for the new tenants when they arrive. I have seen my Robins, Red Wing Black Birds, some Woodpeckers, and of course the small birds that are around all Winter.
Well have had three showings on the house but nothing serious yet. But the hilarious thing is when I do have one It is prep everything of course. Last Saturday It was pull all the afghans off the living room furniture, dust, get out the fancy doilies, hide the stuff off the computer desk, clear the bathroom counter, hang the fancy towels, open all the blinds, turn on all the lights, and light my black cherry candle for a while.
When I came back home it was everything in reverse but after I did that I got a call later that evening that there would be another showing the next day! So now there is a little change in my routine to minimize the work involved.
I have finished Gaiman and Reaves The Silver Dream and have been reading short stories from my Alfred Hitchcock magazine and the new Reader”s Digest at the same time. My reading material is growing on me.
The Darn Afghan!
Take a good look at this baby because it ‘ain’t’ gonna happen!!!! There are so many mistakes in it that it is going to be history by noon today! I have two patterns to try instead so I’m trying them. I do not have the tenacity that my dear friend Pam does and I don’t need the stress!
Saturday I took Brandy to the Davison Doggy Park. She was at a loss about what to do because she is always on a lease when she goes outside. But she sniffed every square foot of the small dog area and then I had a bit of a time getting her to go home. I’m going to take her back again soon.because she loved it.
As I sat this morning after my shower putting lotion on my feet I remembered something my first hubby used to say. “Mary, if you’d polished your shoes for a nickel you’d have to paint the courthouse for a dime.” Also my daddy used to say,” If they hadn’t turned so much under for feet Mary, you could have been six feet tall.” Funny how memories sneak back in at odd times!
If you come visit just leave a HI and I will be happy!