It was only a matter of time. The painters have done such a good job. But stuff happens. This morning my painters arrived with 2 more gallons of stain/paint as the fence is simply sucking it up like a sponge (speaking of my aching checking account....) And then the inevitable happened. Painter Jr. kicked the bucket. Literally -- well it was an accident of course...but 2 gallons of yellow paint rolled down the yard. I managed to catch a pic as he was hosing it off - this is what is left - I can't imagine what it DID look like. And yes...Painter Sr. just left for the paint store and I'm hunting for my checkbook...Oh crap on a crutch!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
All I wanted was a cup of coffee. EmmaLou, Golden Destroyer had awakened me at the horrid hour of 5:00 a.m. and I was definitely foggy-headed. Fortunately the night before, Devoted Spouse had prepared the coffee pot -- all I had to do was press the On button. I pressed the On button. About 10 minutes later I heard the lovely "ding" sound that means the coffee is ready. I rushed to the kitchen in anticipation and found Mr. Coffee had a terminal case of coffee coming out his bottom - literally there was coffee (all 10 cups) all over my counter and dripping down onto cupboards and floor. I did a quick mopping up (to save the cupboards and some longabarger baskets in danger of drowning) prior to this pic. Another Mr. Coffee bites the dust. Never again. No, never again. Oh crap on a crutch.