Re: Conga Friday the 13th
Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2015 12:32 pm
40° below? I would cease to exist! It is 69° inside the house, too cold for me. Of course, that's what the thermometer says, and it is just outside the kitchen in the main living area. Back here in the office it is much colder. In the family room it is warmer. I have the fireplace going again.
I love when we do a Conga Friday. Then I don't feel like I am cleaning alone.
First thing this morning I did a pedicure. Left that go way too long. I have 2 ingrown toenails that get very bad. Cutting straight across like they recommend does not work as that length is too long. I must keep them much shorter, so they do not go into the sides. That means I get out the major gold mining equipment and do surgery. It ain't easy, but at least I'm used to how that feels.
(blessed) glad things are working out better for DUncle and you & family. Sure feel for what DD is going through, and you as mother standing by helplessly to watch.
Went to bank on the way to county office. While I was there (health dept) another guy came in and said he was from our road dept. working in the county right-of-way and has been stopped by a lady nearby who said her uncle had been buried under that tree, quit digging...and what was he to do now?! Imagine!
I want to do a lot of work in the house, to get a little closer to that perfect magazine picture.
I love when we do a Conga Friday. Then I don't feel like I am cleaning alone.
First thing this morning I did a pedicure. Left that go way too long. I have 2 ingrown toenails that get very bad. Cutting straight across like they recommend does not work as that length is too long. I must keep them much shorter, so they do not go into the sides. That means I get out the major gold mining equipment and do surgery. It ain't easy, but at least I'm used to how that feels.
(blessed) glad things are working out better for DUncle and you & family. Sure feel for what DD is going through, and you as mother standing by helplessly to watch.
Went to bank on the way to county office. While I was there (health dept) another guy came in and said he was from our road dept. working in the county right-of-way and has been stopped by a lady nearby who said her uncle had been buried under that tree, quit digging...and what was he to do now?! Imagine!
I want to do a lot of work in the house, to get a little closer to that perfect magazine picture.