Sounds like there’s a song in there somewhere… “Daisy by the trashcans, oh Daisy by the cans!”
LOL! One must find humor when and where one can…
Ready for Anything
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Not me; oh my goodness no. But Badger is always up for… well, anything. Walk, cookie, chicken, chewy, play, brush, cheese… do you see a pattern here? The girl lives for food. Guess that makes two of us… 😉
Plodding Along
StandardStill working on the yard; this time one of the front beds. Looks crazy messy, but it was worse before I tackled it…
Bulbs
StandardI just dug up about a million crinum lily bulbs!
And Badger helped.
Little People
StandardWhen I fire up The Sims Arthur always comments on “your little people”. I never played with dolls growing up, always preferring horses and dogs and even cows to the play dates my mom set up. Barbies? Nah, too boring.
Yes, I even chose chores over plastic babies.
Anyway, I started playing the Sims with the first iteration and though 3 is my favorite, as usual I moved into 4 when it was released. New has to mean better, right? Not when you’re talking about sims. I know people who won’t leave Sims 2! And 4 is just a mo better version of 2.
Just some pictures because I’m stalling until it gets really hot til I go outside and work in the yard. Heh…
Dawn Roarke, who wasn’t at all sure she wanted to be a plant sim… but being a scientist, quickly got with the program. Dawn loves pink and usually has pink hair. Thought it funny she didn’t lose her pink eyebrows (probably because they’re custom):
A female vamp whose name escapes me. Lost her during the last re-install.
Julie in Oasis Springs, who had twins and was thus blessed with 2 toddlers at the same time… poor thing didn’t get a bath for days…
…and some views of the city of San Myshuno, the part we can’t go to.. I miss Sims 3!
Scorched Earth Style Gardening
StandardSince the plumeria and graviola are a memory I figured ‘wot the hell, Archie?’ and undertook a full sweep. Zero fucks given.
The lilies are to be dug up and relocated where they aren’t so close together (Crinum hari-kari).
Those idiots behind me are probably regretting cutting my beautiful ivy down now… heh…
Lots still to do, obviously…
Après Irma
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It’s alive!
Well, we survived. Again. But really, how many times can one tempt fate? I lost track of how many hurricanes I’ve been through.
I took before pictures, as one does… but no after. The pictures would come out looking like modern art that nobody understands because everything is swathed in green and brown roughage; the result of the almighty raking a giant comb over the land at great speed.
We were more ready for this storm than any other, which thankfully was not needed. Luckier than most, we were only without power for 24 hours and internet for a few days. I’d rather have power than internet, but it felt odd and I didn’t even turn my pc on til it came back up.
Kudos to the city of Margate and Broward county, both of which kept everyone updated via Twitter and Facebook.
Now… there are three other systems to keep a weather eye on… and have I mentioned that I WANT TO MOVE??
Front to Back
StandardRoughly half my hopes for survival rested on this lovely front I’d named George.
And then he occluded.
We’re in the Fort Lauderdale area and have prepared as best we can… and are still working… but how do you really prepare for a Cat 4/5 storm?
Sure, we have brand new impact windows… but I’m worried about the old doors. I’m worried about the roof. I’m worried that the whole damn house will go. I saw it, after Andrew. It just took my roof and most of my stuff, but down in Homestead, entire communities were wiped from the face of the earth as though they’d never existed.
I know, just like Galveston. And every other place… And all I can see when I close my eyes is the Andrew devastation.
If you’re in this, know that I’m praying for you.
Bastard front.
Hurricane Prep/Disaster Kit
StandardThis is my master list so I’m dropping it here.
GENERAL
- Silicone caulking for bathtub drains to hold water. The caulk will not affect the taste of the water and cleans up easily. Just use a thick bead around the seams and it will pull away cleanly when dry.
- Manual can and bottle openers.
- Folding stove, oven mitts. Better to use a camp stove or grill; but don’t use them indoors. In a pinch, you can use ”canned heat” (Sterno, etc.) but it will only heat food; it won’t cook it.
- A battery-operated radio and/or television.
- Extra batteries.
- A windup clock.
- Battery-operated lanterns and enough flashlights for each member of the family, plus extra batteries and bulbs. Candles and kerosene lights can cause fires and severe burns. If you must use candles, never leave one burning unattended.
- Duct tape.
- Lightweight fire extinguishers.
- Wrench to turn off household gas and water. Keep it near the shut-off valves.
- Chain saw, gassed up, oiled and ready.
- Generator.
Puppy in a Box
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It’s been an odd month. I’ve deleted and resurrected this post three times, trying to wrap my head around recent events…
Not sure where to start, so it will begin where I did: California in 1956. Young woman becomes pregnant with spawn of cad and a couple takes the baby girl (me) at birth. Young woman then marries and a couple of years later has another little girl, which she keeps.
I’m the puppy in the box, the one she gave away.
I’ve known my adopted status for most of my life and have felt every emotion you might expect.. especially gratitude for having the parents I did, even though everything wasn’t always perfect.
Well, not long after I found my half-sister on Ancestry, I also discovered a picture of my birth mother. Taken in December 2015, she is standing next to my half-sister and they’re both smiling.
