snow
I risked the fig tree outside overnight with a sheet over it because Google said it was risk of hitting 0C, but I figured we’re close to the lake
snow
I risked the fig tree outside overnight with a sheet over it because Google said it was risk of hitting 0C, but I figured we’re close to the lake
My peony plants don’t look great after the cold we had overnight. Hopefully they look better as it warms up.
I forgot how much of an ass Karma is when I try to sleep in. Like running across the bed, jumping off my stomach, walking in the window blinds, yelling at the window, getting into shit in the closet (usually plastic bags) kind of ass.
I’m tired.
I have another order whose tracking is stuck on “pre-shipment,” which makes it look to the customer like I didn’t even mail it. I mailed it Wednesday. It is now Saturday. It’s not a thing I can replace, so hopefully I don’t have to refund it. I did warn her that the PO does not seem to be scanning packages and/or is sitting on them for long periods of time and to please be patient. Hopefully she doesn’t get angry.
Yuck - we have had no accumulation.
My housing costs should be significantly lower if I’m supposed to put up with this much snow and hail
I feel personally attacked.
It’s 23 degrees in my hometown. Why did I move here?
Aha!
We went to buy Mother’s Day flower baskets for the moms. Almost to my parents house and hubs realized he lost his bracelet. Panic ensued. It’s ridiculously expensive and holds sentimental value for him. It used to belong to his father who gave it to hubs as a wedding gift. My Mom’s flower basket tipped over on the frantic drive back to the store and got a bit wrecked, but it still looks sorta ok. Best news is we found the bracelet. It fell off when hubs took off gloves just before getting into the car. It looks like someone may have ran it over. Super relieved. But this still really sucked.
I knocked over a jar of pepperoncini in my fridge and because I never put lids on tight now there is a pool of pepperoncini juice all over my kitchen floor and the entire inside of my fridge.
I have a headache
My cat peed on a book next to the bed on the stormy night we had a couple days ago when she was scared and we only just discovered it. Related tiny victory (Or maybe a Tony victor) I’d moved the library book that was sitting there a couple days before so it was just a random book that it doesn’t really matter. Just gross.
This happened to us tonight with a jar of sweet pickles. The kitchen smelled… interesting and the floor is sticky even after a mopping, sigh.
I’ve been giving serious thoughts to getting waffle plates for my Griddler for months. I ordered them a month before my birthday since who knows when they’ll actually show up, and they actually showed up on Friday! I was debating whether to stow them away and “open” them on my actual birthday but Mr. Meer offered to cook me waffles for Mothers Day and I’m not going to say no to that so sure!
They don’t fit. Apparently our Griddler is an older model and hidden among the Amazon reviews are other people making the same complaint.
Now not only do I not have blueberry waffles, I now have a Chore that requires leaving the house (we don’t have a printer so printing a return label will mean venturing out into the world). Booooooooo.
Mr. Meer is making muffins instead, so we’re not totally without carbs.
Someone in the building next door is making some sort of breakfast foods that smell absolutely divine, and we do not have any.
In other food news, my CSA delivery came, and I made a beet recipe and I hate it. And I won’t throw out food that expensive so now for the next couple days I will be choking down beets.
I haven’t eaten out in over 2 months which is not a complaint, just a comment. I do wish food would be magically prepared and just show up in front of me ready to eat without me having to select or prepare anything. I could do takeout but we don’t really eat it when I’m home, only when I’m out and about for work.
This morning I realized a white hair tie now blends with the end of my braid much better than my former choice of black. It’s not like I didn’t know my hair’s gone grey; it’s just sometimes the little things that bring it all home to you, you know?
My eyebrows are now mostly grey. The rest of my hair isn’t, so my eyebrows kind of disappear into my face. I look older. It’s not really a complaint, more an observation of something that I didn’t plan or want but don’t hate.
Yes, uneven changing is unexpected.