Friday, April 21, 2017

What the...?!


Yes, I posted this in the bathrooms at the Sr. Center because sometimes, it is more tactful to preach to the choir.  Truth is, only one gentleman refuses to flush...and it's not pretty.

Well, the sign worked (for him) for one week.  Now we're back to me wanting to wring his neck because he's an adult, not a child who can't reach the handle.  The man doesn't have any physical ailments (or mental ones, unless you count an attitude) so short of walking up to him and asking if he has a phobia of toilet handles, I'm at a loss.

Suggestions?  Hubby had a couple but I'm not brave (or angry enough) yet to try them.

Otherwise, have a wonderful, stress free weekend!

Friday, April 7, 2017

Irony

I stopped at a different gas station today to fill up. Their pumps have one of those "modern" screens which plays 30 second video clips.  Do people really need to be entertained while filling their tank?

I glanced at the screen in an effort to ignore the wind trying to burrow its way through me.  It showed, "Word of the day".  Okay, I'm all for expanding my vocabulary.  The word was "gimcrack".  Pronounced "jim krak", it was defined as,"a cheap and showy ornament. A knickknack." 

This was followed by a video of... Kanye West.

I was laughing too hard to see what came next, although it was probably a special on sodas inside the building.  

Thanks gas pump, whoever thought you'd give me the giggles?

Saturday, April 1, 2017

You Can't Keep A Good Old Gal Down

Yep, yesterday the Old Gal stood up.  What?  You didn't hear me yelling as I came home, "She's alive!"

Someone asked Hubby why we didn't just take a chainsaw to her and the other two pecan trees (which are also upright and staked).  He told me his reply was, "The things you do for the love of a woman."  He explained that I was so heartbroken, he was going to do everything in his power to try and get our old friend upright once more.  And in the mode of "It Takes a Village", a lot of folks have contributed to that shining moment.  

If anyone ever doubted what a good man Hubby is, the Old Gal stands in silent tribute to what a big heart looks like. I wouldn't trade him for anything.

So I'm on my way to get her a good meal of fertilizer to encourage her to dig deep and hold on.  She's already budding out...a good sign for someone whose been lying on her side since October.  She won't retain her former glory in my lifetime (after all, she's well over 200 years old), but seeing her stand proud once more makes my heart sing.

Hubby did it for the love of a woman.  I'm pretty sure he meant me.  But I have a feeling, he meant her too.