Monday, July 15, 2019

Rockin’ and Shockin’

Rocking lobster treats.

And shocking that they are all eating at their designated bowls. Not that it really matters, but Francine is a mite tetchy if her bowl is infringed upon. The boys often rotate. But that one tastes better, Mom!

Sunday, July 14, 2019

Who Moved My Box?

I did NOT leave this in the traffic path myself. 


Saturday, July 13, 2019

Weekend Accomplishments

Last weekend was momentous as I got TWO whole tasks accomplished.

1) Trimmed Harry's undercarriage. It took both Jeff and Handy to hold him down. I got most of the mats cut off and I did not have to shear him clean like a sheep. I hope to do another round soon.  All the other cats do a better job of grooming themselves and like to be brushed.

2) Brodarted the remainder of my Happy Hollisters collection.

This weekend, not so much. I have haphazardly cleaned a portion of the bathroom so maybe I will finally finish that. I still have Sunday!

Tuesday, July 09, 2019

Boxing Day

I had intended to use these boxes to store some of Ernest's architectural Lego, as I desperately need another bookshelf. But Harry has other ideas.

Monday, July 08, 2019

The Rocket Project

The July book store window is celebrating the 50th anniversary of the moon landing. I volunteered to make one of my typical grade school projects.

Final materials list: 3 clorox wipes containers, one bag of rice (a weight), 1 paper towel roll, 1 straw, one cereal box, one tissue box, newspaper, flour and water.

Sunday, July 07, 2019

Our 4th of July Tradition

As Handy and I age, old traditions fall out of favor. What, go see the fireworks? I'm too tired, I don't want to stay up that late.

However, we still enjoy watching the hot dog eating championship. I had to work so Handy kept me updated.

Then we had our own contest of eating two. I had to pack mine to go. No mustard packets, so I had to make do.

Handy had to share with his little buddy.

Who then pinned him down for the rest of the afternoon.

It's a hard life.

Wednesday, July 03, 2019

When Life Gives You Lemons drive them?

Handy passed up this lemon on the morning commute. Not to worry, Frank was driving.

I was not given any lemons, but I came across an Italian lemon pound cake recipe so I bought a few.

This cake is delicious.

Tuesday, July 02, 2019

Not for the squeamish

You might not want to scroll down if you're squeamish.

I'm mostly posting this so I'll be able find it again.  I've been hunting for some old pictures of another squeamish situation involving an invasive rat, and it must have been pre-blog so I have no idea when it happened.

OK I warned you.  I left work at 6:30 Thursday evening after a long bout of vacuuming so I was hot, sweaty, peevish, and glad that my work week was over.

I find this in the parking lot. Note to self, if I hadn't parked in the store's lot, I never would have seen it.

Moral dilemma, do I dispose of it or leave it for someone else. I hunt for a piece of cardboard to shove under it. No luck. Then I remember where the outdoor broom and dustpan is stored.

So I felt pretty proud of myself for overcoming not only my moral dilemma but also my own squeamishness.

Saturday, June 29, 2019


All our cats are champion sprawlers but this one is the absolute best. Of course, there is more of him to sprawl.

Although he is a little leaner now since he lost his baby (eating the kittens' food) weight.

Friday, June 28, 2019


Mary at our post office is so nice. I asked for stamps and she said, "We just restocked these, they won't last long."

The dragon stamps are gilded!

I need to send some cards. They're all too nice for bills.

Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Thrift Shop Score

Wine glasses break a lot around here so I only invest in the very best thrift store glasses. This was a lucky haul, 2 that match, and another that matches one I already have. Not that I care if they match. It's easier if they don't, then I'm less likely to mix up which one's mine.

$2.16 with tax.

Note the stack of bowls for cat food. Also thrifted.

Monday, June 24, 2019

Two views

The recent SpaceX launch plus my new expensive roof. We ignored the state of disrepair of our house during the tuition paying years so now we are catching up.

Saturday, June 22, 2019

The Trash Saga

A friend on Faceboook posted the saga of the candy wrapper which would not be picked up for hours... reminds me of when I worked as an aide at our elementary school.

ME Please pick up the trash. 
THEM [whining] But it's not MIIINE!
ME But you didn't pick up your own trash either. I pick up all sorts of trash that is not mine. So?...  ...  ...
THEM ??? [totally blank and incomprehensible response]
ME: If you pass it, pick it up. Make the world a better place. 
THEM [Groaning]

Then there was bribery. 10 pieces of trash for a "good for you" ticket which they could accumulate to exchange for cheap stuff from a PTA cart. 

I'm sure they hated me. 

Friday, June 21, 2019

Corgi Trio!

I admit I am not a dog person.

But Corgis!

OMG! Awesome. I believe this trio has visited us at the book store before. One of my coworkers arrived on shift right after I took this picture and she leaned over the window display (to pick up the chalkboard to make the next book signing sign) and she was transfixed. After many moments, she turned and dimpled and said something delightful like "I would kill for those dogs." I feel it too.

There is a delightful book by David Michie, The Queen's Corgi: On Purpose

I am saddened that The Queen is not having more corgis but at age 93 it's probably a good decision.

Tuesday, June 18, 2019


I know they say self-diagnosis is a bad thing, but I really think my recent stabby head pains are occipital neuralgia. Inflammation of the nerves in that area. First treatment: ibuprofen.

I was taking it sporadically when it got too stabby. It went away but flared up again. And then I remembered when the kids were teens and had their wisdom teeth out and were told to keep taking the ibuprofen prescription until it’s gone, even if they didn’t have pain, as it was reducing the inflammation. So I'm taking it consistently and I see a difference.

Also now I don't feel the dull tooth ache (since my root canal) and the mystery pain in my foot so much. So that's a good thing.

Sunday, June 16, 2019

Small Town Robbers

Last week my small town was robbed twice!

Earlier we had been given a be-on-the-lookout photo of a man who was perpetrating smash and grab robberies. He looked like Bryan Cranston (bald Walt).

Tuesday night he hits the clock shop around the corner from the book store. The perp had walked through our parking lot and the alley so the police came to review our security camera footage.

On Thursday the bank was robbed! Different guy I think. I had been there with the store's deposit only an hour before.

The clock shop robber has been caught but I don't know about the bank robber.

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Time to Close the Door?

Eew. There are rodents in my garage. I’ve seen poops. Something was eating The World’s Best Cat Litter. (Cats didn’t agree that it was the best, when Tiny came with Tidy Cat litter, they chose that but I still put the worlds best in the extra box.) Then last night I heard something scrabbling around. I pounded on various appliances hoping to scare it out. Nope. We have left a door open for 31 years. It’s time to close the door.

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Another Grave Visit

On Handy's grandma's birthday we brought flowers and cleaned up the grave a bit. It means a lot to his mother.

We had the usual ordeal finding the grave. I knew it was on the edge by the road but he went even deeper, and then went back to another road. I gave up for a bit, cuz nobody ever believes me.

But I wasn't wrong. I walked a little further and found it. I took a photo with landmarks. Note building and large redwood tree, for future reference. Now I can just search my blog the next time I need to find it. See, it's RIGHT HERE.

We were lucky there was no gopher activity. One grave I walked by was completely covered with gopher diggins.

I went back to dig/sweep that one off, and a couple of her neighbors. Their name was McIntosh. Which ironically is the name of the exceedingly polite Looney Tune gophers, Mac ‘n’ Tosh.

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Flying Pig

This magnificent beast was called The Flying Pig. I guess they stab it so its bacon wings won't flap it off the plate. 4 kinds of pork. Handy devoured it. Later he said it was too big, he was full after half of it. So why did he continue to eat the rest, hmmm? Methinks he doth protest too much.

I had a sandwich which was a mash-up of grilled cheese and bacon avocado and tomato. It was yummy too. No photo, though.

Monday, June 10, 2019

New Toy

The Target Christmas house bit the dust. So I got a new structure for the posse. The cat in this ad is NOT TO SCALE. It's about a half size cat.

The brothers enjoyed it right away.

The first night they chewed off one of the dangly balls. The second night they pulled the fur off the second ball.

The third night the second ball was gome completely. Children! This is why we can't have nice things.

Now they seem to like the top hammock as a launcher for parkouring around the room. At least they're using the thing.

Sunday, June 09, 2019


No, I don't take good cell phone photos. I was walking home from the post office and came across a hummingbird (circled). That was the excitement for the day. Small town life. Sometimes that's a good thing.

Saturday, June 08, 2019


I had a woman Scream. In. My. Ear. on the phone when I told her the price of a book she wanted us to order at our independent book store. “But I saw it on Amazon for..,” I said: We can’t possibly match their price. Go ahead and order it from them. Sputtering, she said, “Well but but I want to support you but I’ll have to think about it.” Well, I’m not paid a lot but she wasted at least $4 of my time. 

Amazon does not have people who will coddle you when you ask what books a 2 year old would like. And wow, how anciently gendered are you that you must have gender specific books for a 2 year old. It had to be a boy book.  And then the 4 year old girl could not have a book with a boy in it. These were specifically Valentines books so yeah, not a huge selection. And then we had to look at the books in the window and coming back into the store she had to know how often we watered our flowers. And that’s when I said Ma’am, I just don’t know about the watering. 

Ooh, my coworkers know if I start ma’aming I am pissed. 

Amazon wouldn’t know how often the flowers were watered either. 

Friday, June 07, 2019

Visiting the Departed

We head north frequently to visit the Handy Husband's mother who gladly is still with us and NOT departed.

Well, Handy got himself the idea that he should find the grave of Ernie Ball, guitar string king. Don't ask me why...

I had to do the navigating through the graveyard for him. Men. Cheez. They just won't ask for directions. He had used to locate the cemetary but I took it a step further and triangulated the location by looking up other graves. I felt rather clever. It was at the opposite end from where we started.


I was happy to go on this trek as I got to tick off another place visited on my Atlas Obscura list. This is the Dorn Pyramid.

Thursday, June 06, 2019

More lunches

And still more wonderful lunches.

Chicken enchiladas verdes.


Grilled Ham and Cheese.  Incredibly good.

Spring Pea Salad at the ramen place. 

This seafood had an italian name that I can't remember.

Wednesday, June 05, 2019

Flashback to St. Pat's

Clearing out all my draft posts, this goes back to Saint Patrick's Day.

This is of course, Claudia's best corned beef in the world, from her food blog Idiot's Kitchen.

Not only is it delicious the first time around, it makes spectacular corned beef hash.