Author: Rene

Yard work on Mother’s Day is fraught with danger. Chainsaws, spades, shovels, rakes…all implements of disaster. I am enamored with the chainsaw.

Yeah, my son’s phone cracked digging out two defunct bushes and a tree. (totally weird accident) Then the shovel broke assisting in the endeavor. It was a rather expensive day, but one I relished as I cannot dig anything anymore due to previous plantar fasciitis. I’m happy to provide a new phone and put the difference of that and the physical labor and time required to remove the eyesores from the past ten years behind me, though my son is balking at a new phone purchase. 😊 Also, I want a new phone. There might be a BOGO?

As always, there are blessings in the broken things.

Yesterday I received a text from my good friend, Metin. He was the rug dealer in Turkey. His emporium delivered a beautiful show and of course, soon delivered a beautiful rug to our home in Colorado.

Now, I was not looking for a rug, had no need for a rug, but opted to support the local economy. Metin called yesterday! He’s in town plying his wares with no luck in the interior design field of Denver. He sent a lovely, lengthy text. I honestly felt like having coffee with him just to have some conversation other than, “What are we doing for dinner?” What could it hurt?

We don’t need another rug as vacuuming is not a favorite in my wheel-well of cleaning. (Is that a word?) However if you need a fine Turkish rug, I have his name and number. Give me a jingle and we’ll have coffee together. Maybe Turkish tea! Now that would be worth it.

Not much is trending, that’s for sure! Wednesday wondering…

Joining the Metaverse is interesting.

My son gave his father a headset/gaming device/whatever it really is termed, and I’ve been witnessing them trying to play a round of golf. I should have written down every question my spouse asked my son. It has been most entertaining. And the look? Wearing a big white headset and gazing around the room in your own little world is fun for this gallery of one. The cool thing is they can now play courses they’ve previously known, and they can play apart from each other. A pretty “magic” thing to me.

I don’t know how it works, but my pressing question is, “Is it a gallery if there’s only one viewer?” I have fine seating for the performance, an open bar, and snacks provided. I guess it is!

Since I wear a couple of hair clips daily I also have the habit of taking at least one out of my fancy ‘do and attaching it to my shirt at some point. Then I end up laundering the shirt with the clip on, sometimes to a crumpled mess when I take the top out of the machine.

The upside? Today I needed two clips and only had one in my bouffant. Just a little Monday morning bonus. Little blessings everywhere.

We’re just a weekend too early visiting my bro. Tomorrow is “Launch Day,” when the water craft can officially be on the lake. Thankfully, we won’t be here to clean or help outfit the vessel. We’ll just return and enjoy it once the weather warms and the hard work is done.

It’s been divine visiting. Calm weather, warm sun, and wonderful company. It’s always good to “come home.” Now to enjoy a glass of vino on the deck, listen to the birds, hear the distant train whistle, and spot fish jumping. Or is that a turtle swimming out there? I think so!

Ah…lake life.

My iPad updated and the email feed looks totally different…it prioritizes now. It’s taking away all the fun I had in trying to figure out my priorities! I’m pretty sure I had some.

Soon everything will be done for me and I’ll just have to sit here and stare out the window, waiting for the hummingbirds to return, or the deer to continue feasting on the lilacs, or a stray coyote to take care of the rabbits that I’ve seen again. That’s why I’m taking a road trip – to see something different while my iPad does all the work back home.

Looking for a fresh point of view today…

A year later and we are replacing our gutters with the “brutalist” look of black.

We actually had black gutters, not knowing we were in fashionable gutter glory. This time we opted for the drainage devices which are wider in order to accommodate the lovely torrential rain or hail we receive, like that which maimed our old ones and my car.

So far I have witnessed our replacement company doing an awful lot of standing by the truck chatting. The weather is extremely beautiful and perhaps the joy of being outdoors with no wind, some sun, and a fairly straight-forward job are allowing them to relax so substantially? I’m wishing they would proceed a little faster as nap time will beckon in about two hours and they are still “thinking” about the upper floor.

Let’s hope the rain waits a bit for them.

I’m planning on a big shopping adventure soon, spurred on by this amazing voucher!

My ten dollar coupon obviously had a few cents left over so I now have an incredible amount to spend at the local craft store. The upside? They didn’t print and send this in the mail.

Retailers are plying their methods, yet I still haven’t ordered the pink shoes. It’s just nice to know I have $.53 in the bank.

Monday musing.

Dangerous, though usually not very successful. I end up with a cart and coupon, two dollars shy of being able to use the coupon, so I just sigh and move on. It keeps my shoe rack open for more possibilities.

This is when you need a partner in crime so you can actually make that magic number they have carefully built into the “free shipping” and “special coupon.” Good thing my sister isn’t here this week. The “sandal sale” keeps sending me enticing offers which won’t work unless you buy two pair of shoes.

First world problems. I’ve also learned to hold out as long as you can, because sooner or later they will drop the price “just for you,” or send a bigger enticement that might make sense. Now, do I need this bright pink pair of sandals? No. I have hot pink boots that would look silly in summer, yet also serve the purpose of cladding my feet. Do I have room on the shoe rack? Yes. Can I use this coupon successfully? No.

No shoes for you!