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Richard Nixon Eggplant

I couldn't even bring myself to cut it up. I loved Tricky Dick. He just hung around the kitchen and kept me company, until  he got all soft on me. Then I impeached him and threw him away.

I Painted It RED!

Well as you all know, Ethel and I love to go to auctions.  Look what we found for my sun room.   I have been wanting to paint the dated paneling, what on earth was I waiting for,  I've been there 27 years, it's about time!  Had some left over paint from the up stairs hallway.  Brought it down, and slapped it on the wall. Three coats, ugh! The valances were an auction find.  Can't believe how they fit. Looks like I had them custom made, and the color matches the over sized chair and paint color PERRRRFECT! Now I have to work on the shelving in there and it will be complete. 

Don't be afraid to paint paneling. Just go for it!  I was even gutsy and went with Red.  It is a very bright room,  but my upstairs hall way is dark and it looks great there too.  I'll take a pic of that and show you. Three walls are painted and one papered.  There is a story behind that!!!

I have a chandelier that I'm going to hang out there, it's gold. Think I might paint it red too. Free!  As soon as I can bribe my nephew into hanging it. Food always works!!


Check out the lamp on the side table.  Auction! 


There is a column supporting the figurine, found that along side the road. Two of them, one is in my garden.

                   Doesn't it look fantastical? 

              Yes Jenna the stained glass crescent moon hanging, will be coming down.

Got it!

 At 1am my dear husband, came up stairs, woke me up breathing heavy, and it's not what your thinking.  The bat made it's appearance last night.  He was holding the door shut, like the bat was going to push it open.  Wiping the sleep from my eyes. I ask what time it is. Remember I have a record to break.  He tells me it's in the back room.  So I'm assuming he confined it there.  He did tell me, I brought up your gate.  So I grab the gate, ready for the hunt. As I'm walking downstairs, it swoops by me.  Ray is in the upstairs bathroom now. When I tell him, "IT'S UP HERE!"  I hear the door slam. I'm on my own! Four swats and I get it.  I still didn't break my old record of 8 minutes though. Next time. Ray said he fell asleep downstairs, woke up and was checking the back door to make sure it was locked. And there it was circling. I don't think his feet touched the stairs when he ran up has hard as he was breathing.

He told me it was a good thing I caught it or I would not have been allowed to visit my daughter in Portland. Tough guy huh! Yeah sure he is, behind the closed door.

KIWI MOMENTS

OK, let me explain what KIWI MOMENTS are.  Something that you did and don't want anyone to know, but it's so stupid you have to tell someone. It makes you laugh so hard you cry, snort, and wet yourself, all at the same time.  Hence the name, kiwi, because my girlfriend had an encounter with a one. So every time one of us would do something that warranted the title, we would call one another and say, "I have a kiwi moment for you."  Immediately we'd start laughing before we heard what it was, because we knew it was going to be good.  And that started it all, many years ago, and there have been many since.  So periodically we will post them and expose ourselves to you.  So enjoy yourselves at our expense!    

The First Kiwi Moment:

I have this dear friend who used to bring me lunch everyday.  Now that's a friend.  Leftovers! Mmmmm!  Nothing better.  One day she brought kiwi's.  Well growing up in Crystal Rock and being Mexican and all, we were more apt to me running around with no shoes and tortilla in hand.  We had never even heard of a kiwi.  Not part of our vocabulary down in the Rock.  Ours consisted more of beans, rice, and tacos.  Anyhow, we have them for lunch one day, and I had never had one.  So I give it a funny look, not to sure about this fuzzy, nut looking thing......... we peel it, eat it, and to my surprise, I liked it!
So I call my other friend, we'll call her Shannon.  And I tell her about my new experience with this thing they call a kiwi. Her response, "I DON'T LIKE THEM!  That hairy covering taste awful, it got stuck in my teeth!" My response, "You dumb ass, your not suppose to eat it, your suppose to peel it, and eat the inside!"  "OH," was all she could say. I never laughed so hard in all my life. 

So that ladies and gentlemen, is why we call them the KIWI MOMENTS. 

Still No Bat

Day 5 and that little sucker is still in there some where. Ray is being brave now, he doesn't have the net sitting next to him anymore.  Him and the girls (April & May) are still close on my heels at sun down though. Keep you posted.

We Have A Bat

And not the kind you swing a ball at.  Although my poor husband, who is deathly afraid of them will be swinging like there is no tomorrow, when it comes out of hiding.  This is not the first one we've had.  You'd think by now he wouldn't be such a girl about it.  I saw it circling two nights ago in the kitchen.  I got up very calmly to try to confine it in one room.  He, on the other hand, jumped and said a few words I'd rather not post.  By time I got my new bat catching device.  The dog gate.  I couldn't find it.  I know it's there somewhere, Ray is having a hard time sleeping. One thing I will say is, he's not staying up till 2 a.m. anymore, when I say I'm going to bed at 11.  He is close on my heels, along with April and May.  With a big fishing net in hand. Yes, he brings it to bed with him, and sets it right along side the dresser for a quick grab.  Says, he needs it to protect himself.  You should see the size of this net.  He could catch a 50lb. carp with it.  And he is sleeping in his shorts in case he has to get up in the middle of the night, and run out side.  I can see I will be all alone in this little endeavor.  I swear the man is going to have a heart attack, because of the bat.  He gets real angry, and his face gets red.  I know his heart is racing like mad.  It is so hard not to laugh at him.  But that makes him even more mad.  And then I get "THAT'S IT, WERE MOVING!!!"  We've moved about a dozen time now since we've been there.  Guess I'll have to catch them all alone, now that we are empty nesters.  Used to be fun with my children at home. I have this catching down to a science.  I like to time myself, to see if I can break my old record.  But not so much fun when you are awaken at 3 a.m. with him yelling DEEEBEEE. I know by the bellow, we have a bat.  I'll let you know when it appears again and we, make that, I, catch it.