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My contractor came over today to shut down my roof swamp cooler and turn on my heating system. It's 73 degrees today, but getting cooler every day.
I smiled a lot when my inspection of my four skylight showed no damage from golf-ball size hail rained down on us on Wednesday night. Hundreds of skylights were broken in nearby neighborhoods and any vehicles parked outside were also damaged. My trees and plants took a beating but all survived.
Halloween will soon be here. The neighborhood children have been telling me about their costumes. I can hardly wait to see them. Maddy loves halloween and gets all tail-wagging excited when they come by my home.
I was in my garden today, picking any ripe tomatoes, wondering if the ones still green will ripen before the first frost. I will miss having my own delicious tomatoes until next summer. I brought some of my potted frost-tender plants inside today to rest until next spring's warmer weather.
Next week, the carpets in my bedrooms and master bathroom will be replaced and my office will be painted. Then all the interior work in my home will finally be completed.
Quote, "Nimh, Dys and I are planning to spend a few days in Amsterdam sometime next May. We'd love to meet you. How about we take you out to dinner and let you tell us all the good spots to visit in Amsterdam?" Hey, include me too! I'll even spring for a few drinks.
You're on, c.i. Will Lucy come with you this time? I'd love to see her again.
Lucy just informed me today, she's planning to work one more year. ;(
Darn! Dys and I want to drive up through northern CA soemtime next year. Maybe we'll catch the two of you at home. I'd love to see her again--and you, you sweetie.
I really got some of the rightwingnuts riled today.....BIG GRINS....
littlek wrote:Good to see you in here playing, Craven! I think there are a lot of people wanting to give you hugs and kisses for all you hard work of late.
More people are wanting me to complete work for them.
And my dumb ass accepted their money, whoring myself out cheaply.
Diane wrote:
Craven mooning--big smile. Craven trying to get into Letty's pants--BIG laugh! I'll bet she's too much woman for you Craven. Oh, and I'm waiting to see Gus hugging Craven, the big lug...
Letty's twice the woman I am.
As for Gus hugging me, I'm wary of his salacious grin and the drool collecting at his chin.
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More stuff to smile about!
I bought me a bed today, can't wait for it to arrive!
so, here's a hug and a kiss between projects!
I smiled all night with Dasha and Lili et al. T'was nice to go out.
Diane, That's great! Please make sure to let us know when you plan that trip to Northern California, so I'll be sure to keep my calendar open. You have our email and telephone number, so feel free to call any time.
Being in The Hague again. Playing with my nephew in my gramma's garden, behind her modest apartment on the outskirts of town. Later, walking down from the Wagenstraat to Central Station, looking up at the lights and skyscrapers, passing by the floor-fountains in the dark.
This city - this part, anyhow - emanates simultaneously energy and alienation, and that fits me perfectly right now, I'm soaking it up. I like a city that feels like a film set. Second skin compared to the inanely cosy village in city's clothing that's Utrecht, with its students and canals.
Having Thom Kha Kai in the first-floor restaurant and looking outside, at the Oriental pom-poms hanging over the street, marking the city's new would-be Chinatown. Flopping violently over the bedraggled-looking street in this cold night's wind. Behind them blank, dark windows except for one, a room lit up in five different shades of warm, living room light, a man pottering around inside.
The only others in the restaurant are a Hungarian couple, a serious man who keeps up a lively conversation in what's one of the world's most charming languages, and a group of four, a guy and a girl who are out there with his mother and another woman her age for his 30th birthday. The girl has beautiful hair, I'm looking at her back - dark curls over her shoulders. We're served by a cute, boyish Indochinese guy who's grappling with a hangover of too late a Saturday night, but still looks goood in his ankle-long, skirt-like waiter's apron.
I want to learn Hungarian again ... where to find the time, the will? I want to live in a city. I want to be by myself. I want to go dancing again. Don't hold me to these things in half a year's time.
Diane wrote:Nimh, Dys and I are planning to spend a few days in Amsterdam sometime next May. We'd love to meet you. How about we take you out to dinner and let you tell us all the good spots to visit in Amsterdam?
Yeah sure, cool - lemme know!
ebeth, setanta, bailey and cleo are here for (canadian) thanksgiving weekend. this afternoon mrs. h made dinner (what was left of the turkey from yesterday) and as she was putting the turkey pieces into the gravy, a good sized piece of turkey slipped off the plate and on to the kitchen floor. since cleo was keeping an eye on mrs h standing by the kitchen stove, she was quick enough to snatch the piece of turkey as soon as it landed on the floor - cleo just inhaled it ! while mrs h let out a shriek and told cleo how disappointed she was for not returning the piece if turkey to her (big laugh all around), she felt that bailey was now entitled to a similar sized piece of turkey ! much licking of chops ! it was a happy thanksgiving meal ! hbg
My Science teacher with his little perverted comments....... not that he realises it though.......
My first grandchild, 'Max' was born Friday.
still smiling today
WOW, jjorge, congratulations!! Pictures as soon as possible please. Is the any way you can make it to Boston the weekend of the 15th? Dys and I will be there the 15th (arriving then), 16th--which is most likely when everyone will try to get together and the 17th when we check out. We will drive on down to Connecticut later on the 17th. Bob and I would love to see you again. I'd love to hear you two trading stories of the mental health field again.
Hamburger, please give a smooch to Setanta and Bethie and to the pooches. I hope we get to see them sometime on our trip.
Rosslyn, I'm decades out of school, but I can remember my biology teacher saying things that had a completely different meaning to teenagers. Poor guy didn't have a clue. In a way, I think we all had a soft spot for him because he was so clueless.
Nimh, a friend of mine in Connecticut was in the process of writing her memoirs in a group we both belonged to. She was a very little girl during the second world war and would write about being hungry all the time and waiting for the cart rumbling by with fresh vegetables. She said the driver would allways speed up when coming around the corner so that some of the vegetables would fall to the ground. All the kids would rush to pick up anything edible. I hope she finishes and has it published--it is a very real story, not of movie type heroes, but of ordinary people finding ways to survive and deceive the Nazis, which were often heroic.
Hey, jjorge, CONGRATS to the gramps. (You lucky devil; we have none.)
Hey congratulations jjorge!