It’s “Hey Rene J” Today!

This was in the feed and it made me smile, although it’s not even close to being true for my siblings and me. When we miss our parents we should just put one bottle of dressing in the fridge – Dorothy Lynch. It never expired at our house because it was the only one used. Options? No. You got what you got and that was that! And of course, it was manufactured in the great state of Nebraska and we are true to our roots.

Ah! Light bulb! It could be a reason I prefer salad without dressing? Somehow that makes me think of my parents more. Home grown lettuce and its taste without adornment. Now that is my litmus test!

It’s done. We are prepared for stormy weather, even though mid-November still promises the warmth of late summer.

The outdoor furniture is stored, yet our windows and doors are open allowing the fresh air to circulate throughout the house. Every tree is begging for moisture. We are still wearing shorts as of today. I fear the arrival of winter will be harsh since we have been so spoiled with this mild Autumn.

Ah, well. At least the patio cushions will have a comfortable winter.

Go to Sam’s Club ten minutes before closing. It’s not busy – you can breeze through the aisles, and you don’t have time to spend on unnecessary purchases. No perusing the Christmas decor, the comfy loungewear that looks inviting, the snacks. You just run in and get what you need.

What was so essential to lure us out for date night to this posh establishment? Eggs. We had none for our culinary plans in the morning. Thankfully, they also sell delicious ice cream sandwiches. I’m guessing this would also be an excellent time to visit Target, the other potential monetary trap?

Stay tuned for more tips on keeping your savings safe.

There was no hope for me to be in a marching band. I chose the vocal route in high school and dismissed the lugging-of-an-instrument-during-halftime-of-a-game approach. I couldn’t do both, though I adore marching bands. They are my favorite addition to any parade or sporting event.

Now, if I had been adept at wielding a baton, perhaps I could have led the band? Graceful tossing and twirling was never in my wheel well either. (I can see my sixth grade teacher amused and internally rolling her eyes to the “Downtown” baton routine to which my three partners and I subjected her and the class.)

Today I stride forward to the music of another beautiful day carried on the breath of autumn’s being.

It wasn’t cake decorating, but it was painting windows and trim, very much akin in their goals. Looking good.

We had two doors and a window replaced last week, so the obvious touch-up before winter needed to occur. Thus, taking our lives in our hands with the extension ladder, we caulked and painted while the weather is still so accommodating. It just reminded me of icing a cake. Smoothing the frosting, adding the final touches, admiring the work. Now we await the arrival of a snowstorm to test the front door. No more indoor drafts and small snow drifts when a wicked wind unleashes its fury.

Obviously, it would be nice NOT to have such a trial. But if it happens, we are prepared.

We still haven’t taken in the outdoor furniture and cushions. This unseasonably warm fall has done a favor, and quite frankly, is making me a tad nervous since we turned off the irrigation system to the desert here. Dragging hoses around all winter is not my favorite sport.

The squirrels are preparing for the inevitable so I am feeling the pull to do the same. Perhaps later today when the sun has set? I’m still in vampiric mode as my pre-cancerous facial treatment has me staying indoors until tomorrow.

You might think I’m accomplishing a lot being inside with a house in dire need of cleaning? So far I’m halfway through my novel and have managed to clean the microwave. Whoo hoo!

It’s necessary and just not much fun, whether it’s for your car or your face. Yes – the annual dermatology appointment. I should be done soon though! Hopefully those nasty little pre-cancers are gone and we can resume outdoor fun soon.

Heading out soon.

Truly…some nights the entertainment is just that – trying to find entertainment. Watching pre-recorded “Jeopardy” is only good for so much fun – especially since it’s about 15 minutes worth of show with 15 minutes of chatter and ads. Fast-forwarding allows you to get through three shows quickly, but who has three shows recorded?

Ah – that’s okay. Best to keep reading and plowing my way through the stack by my bedside. I’m currently reading, “Mrs. Dalloway” – Virginia Woolf, (never did get to that one in my studies) and “The Known World,” which keeps me wishing I could lie on the sofa and just read all day.

Both tomes are definitely better than wrangling the remote.

Yes, I had to borrow this because sometimes my brain is still waking up on Monday morning. So here’s my laugh to get me going and maybe you? The coffee is about to kick in, too, helping me realize that now I shall waken at 4:30 am for at least a week.

Happy Monday.

Finally, I figured out how to get rid of the title on my blog. For some bizarre reason, “romper room” has been hanging out ever since I published that post. I tried everything – except enlisting the support of my personal IT guy, “Pen.” I gave up, until yesterday.

It was a total accident because I hit the incorrect heading in my editing. Apparently I accidentally hit it on a previous episode of quirky and mundane, also.

Sometimes the easiest solutions are just that – the easiest.