What I'm Reading This Week #37
Good mid(ish)- September Friday to you. I hope your week felt short and your flop sweat was minimal. We never seem to be rewarded with two cool weeks in a row so it was back to poopie temps and we'll be tipping 90 this weekend which I am none too pleased about. Once you throw me two 70's days in a row, it's time to retire the summer temps. Dems da rules. I got a few things done this week like steaming the curtains which made them drop about 1/2" but thankfully not drag the floor. I finally got the dead flat I ordered from some chick on Etsy after she sent me the wrong thing initially and it took two weeks to get the right thing. I don't know about you but if I sent someone the wrong thing initially and made them have to drive to the post office to return my mistake, I'd be refunding some money or expediting their shipping on the right box. So I've got my two coats on the newel post after doing a little touch up on a spot I didn't see originally....
Always check the toilet bowl to make sure a snake didn't crawl up the pipes. Darned babysitter liked messing with my head. By my mid-teens I'd just about broken myself of the fear when one day, I sat down and heard something moving in the bowl! My Dad had gotten mad at a fish in his tank for eating everything else and he tried to flush it but apparently it managed to avoid going down. Anyway, that's the last time I tried to sit on a toilet without checking the bowl. And after being assured that snakes traveling in water pipes isn't a thing, I heard the Alice Cooper story, which confirmed it can happen. So I also have to check the tub every time I enter a bathroom.
ReplyDeleteBe quiet and you can listen to the grass grow
ReplyDeleteIf you kiss your elbow you can fly (hours spent trying to make that one come true)
When the priest blessed our throats in church, we were told that if we swore we would lose our voice. No talking while fishing or you will scare the fish away. If you get bit by a bat you will get shots with a 1 foot needle.(I'm terrified of bats to this day!)
ReplyDeleteMy Dad was too proud to say he didn't know something so he would make up his own reasonable answers to various things us kids would ask him. He would give his answers with such certainty that it made it completely believable. It really wasn't until the internet age when we could easily fact check him that we realized he was just a good bullshitter.
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