That dear husband of mine came home from the grocery store excited about vinegar. First of all, yes, he does the grocery shopping most of the time. After all, he is the one that is in town all the time and I would NEVER even think to buy VINEGAR, much less be excited about it. He sets them on the counter and wants me to taste test the difference between the vinegars. Trying hard to feign interest in his little scientific experiment/carnival act, but extremely wary, he pours the first vinegar and I taste it. Not a vinegar fan, it is ok...tastes like vinegar. THEN he pours about a half teaspoon of the PLATINUM vinegar and I taste/slurp that. Immediately I am coughing and wheezing, can't breathe on the dining room floor. I manage to crawl and claw my way to the bathroom because as the coughing subsides, the gagging takes over. Sorry to be so graphic, just beware...don't slurp vinegar. Next time he wants me to taste test something it better have chocolate on the label and next time something platinum enters this house, it better fit my finger! That was Monday night and my sinuses still hurt! I have managed to finish a few projects.
The string on the side is a painted shoelace that I am going to use to string the checkers on .
Finally filled the ice skate that has been sitting on my paint table forever.
Another penny rug pillow. One more to go and that basket will be emptied.
Magazine holder...yard sale find for $1.
More finished pumpkins.
Dishclothes from the bus trip.
Dishclothes from the bus trip.
Old age alert. Yesterday was a killer day for realizing my age. First of all the day started off with an eye appointment. For the past five years, my contacts have been monovision. If you are not familiar with that, one eye is for distance and one eye is for close up. It has worked great for me so far. My glasses, however, five years old are not up-to-date, fashion wise or prescription so off to get new glasses and after conferring with the doc, the final analysis is......BIFOCALS! Nothing, not turning 40, 50, becoming a grandmother, dyeing my hair every three weeks, back problems, aches and pains, menopause, or a hysterectomy has spelled O-L-D to me more than bifocals! Vanity aside, they did tell me to get no-line ones (I hate to even spell the word again) So they are ordered, we won't mention that word again. The next problem came when I tried, dilated pupils, burning sinuses and all to load the software on to my computer for a new printer and a new program for printing at work. It would not work and I was literally close to tears of frustration over it all. I was so mad at myself as the tears came to my eyes. Crying over a computer? Am I crazy? Finally some very nice AMERICAN, English speaking, tech guy named Charlie bailed me out and took over my computer on-line and fixed everything. I love when they do that, just log in to my computer and fix it and explain to me on the phone while I munch down a Snickers bar what you are doing. Chocolate fixes everything! Please make a note of that, John....chocolate not VINEGAR!
Final laugh of the day yesterday. Tyler came to visit us after pre-school. His favorite saying now is "School is not fun" I really hope that changes, could be a long 14 years or so. Anyway, he explained the "rules" to us. 1.) Never hide from a firefighter. 2.) Never take candy from strangers 3.) Never get in a car with a stranger and 4.) Never run onto a football field when I am naked. His father really needs to go back to work! The Mr. Mom thing is wearing thin.