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Monday, July 30, 2018

Friday Night With Friends

I know there is a stitching linky party with that name, but that's not what I mean here. I have friends that I've known for years, some from grade school. We go on trips together every year and try to get together for a weekend here and there too. Friday night, one of them started a group text that went on for a couple of hours. It was so much fun and was almost as good as being together. Thanks to autocorrect, we added a few new phrases to our store of private jokes too. If you ever hear someone say they had a paucity attack, you may get to meet me or one of my friends. What is a paucity attack? Well, it could be that stressed feeling when you open your mouth to say something, and the words just aren't there.

I haven't been doing much of anything for the last week. I've been taking it easy, although I did put up a little insulation. It's been hot here and the drought continues. Farmers around here are baling everything over two feet tall, and cotton is shriveling in the fields. This morning, it looked like a big storm was headed our way, but just south of Dallas, it stalled, backed up a little, and then moved east. We got a little outflow wind, but not a drop of rain. August is generally a dry month, and usually the hottest month, so I don't expect the drought to end any time soon. I just hope we get some relief in September.

Last Thursday and Friday, I had some thyroid tests but no results from them yet. On Friday and Saturday, I felt better than I have in a long time. I wonder if the slight amount of radioactive iodine had anything to do with that, or if it was the green smoothies and healthy diet? Whatever it was, it's gone now. But we did eat birthday cake all weekend (Hubby's birthday) and that is never a good thing.

Hubby is an auction nut. But not in a bad way. We used to go to live auctions a lot, but now he does most of them online. Thursday afternoon, he got a notice for an appliance liquidation auction. We looked at it, and it was an auction for high end appliances like Viking, Asko, and Bertazzoni. It was ending at 7:00, just a few hours away. No time to go preview the appliances in person, only by the photos online. We talked it over and decided to roll the dice on a few of them. We were high bidder on an Asko dishwasher, a Bertazzoni induction cooktop, and Viking oven, warming drawer and vent hood.

We picked them up Saturday but didn't get to inspect them until we got home. They were all unused, but some were several years old, and there was a reason the store was auctioning them. We just had to find what it was on each one and see if we could fix it. The dishwasher worked perfectly when it was plugged in. It is white though and that may be why it was at auction. I can deal with the white later. The cooktop is an older model and has a scratch on the top corner. Works perfectly though and began boiling water immediately. The vent hood has a dent on one side but I think it will be covered by the cabinet next to it. The oven and warming drawer both had problems opening and the warming drawer is blue. The oven's problem was a stripped screw so will be an easy fix. It worked fine when we plugged it in. It is an older model but that's exactly what I liked about it. The warming drawer's frame wasn't attached at the bottom. Once that was attached, it opened right and worked fine. And since Hubby works in the business, he can easily get the front powder coated to match the oven. Total cost was $1368. I'm stoked.

Today's agenda includes tackling Mt. Laundry, and cleaning the trailer, anything to put off the pile of paperwork on my desk. Or maybe I should do that first and get it out of the way before I start cleaning? Or maybe I should ignore everything?

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Taking a Blogging Break

You probably figured that out already though.

I'd like to say it's because I've been so busy building and farming, but that's not the case. I've just been tired, tired to the bone as they say. I've been tired for a long time but it's been getting worse the last few months and the heat makes me wilt like a cut flower. Then, I started feeling weak and shaky and decided I'd better get myself to the doctor for some blood tests. Turns out, I have hyperthyroidism. As the PA said when she called, my numbers were off the charts. Well, no wonder I didn't feel good! I need to see an endocrinologist next week and then decide a course of action.

In the meantime, I'm drinking kale and spinach smoothies three times a day to try to lower the amount of hormone the thyroid produces and hopefully reduce some of the symptoms.



In front of the watermelon, it looks pretty good, and I can almost drink the whole glass before my tongue refuses to taste anymore. It kind of smells like fresh cut grass. I've never eaten grass, so I'm not sure how the taste compares. A few more days of this and I'll be mooing with the cows next door.

Thursday, June 21, 2018

How's the Weather?

It rained yesterday! At least drops of water hit the ground but they dried instantly. My mother would say that it rained a foot - every drop was a foot apart. But it's the first moisture we've had in weeks, so it's worth noting. The best part is that it was overcast all morning, which made for a cooler day. It rained sprinkled on and off for about an hour, and between the drops, it was often misty. I'll take it. But after the sun came out, it quickly became hot and muggy. The evening news weatherman said the high was 92° and with 52% humidity, it felt like 103°. I'd rather not take that.

Today, a local Wunderground station says it is already 96° and shouldn't get much higher.  But the heat index (shown here as FEELS LIKE) may be a lot higher.


I worked in the garage yesterday and it felt hot even with the door open. Usually, we get a decent breeze but not yesterday. I took apart a sink table that hasn't seen much use, and built a dutch oven table out of the pieces. By late afternoon, I was so hot and sweaty that I could barely hold on to the hammer. Finally, when I was just about finished, I walked around the corner of the trailer and saw that the two big windows were closed. No wonder it was so hot in there all day! Hubby thought we might get a heavy rain so had closed them before he left for work. I opened them, which didn't help much with the heat that had built up in the garage, but it did come in handy later.

After dinner, I started cleaning up my mess, and the mess that the cat made with his cat food, and eventually Hubby went in to take a shower and go to bed. I finished up and took the cat carrier outside to empty it and the door shut behind me. You have to know this door to fully appreciate that sentence. The door isn't the problem, but the door knob is a problem. It's the kind that doesn't really unlock when the inside knob is turned. The button in the middle doesn't pop out unless it is turned and then the door knob is turned twice. I bought a new door knob but it wouldn't fit. Hubby said we have to have a whole new door, and that just hasn't made it to the critical to do list. I had unlocked the door earlier and had been in and out all day. But someone locked it before he went to bed, and I didn't notice until I turned around to come back in.

Good grief! Now I had to pound on the door until Hubby heard me. But there were two things working against me: Hubby's hearing isn't very good, and the air conditioner in the trailer was on. If you've ever been in a travel trailer with the a/c on, you know how hard it is to hear over it. I had turned it up to 85 while I was working in the garage, so I knew it wasn't going to shut off for a long time and Hubby obviously didn't hear me pounding. So I picked up a stick and went around to the two, big windows and started pounding on them. They are only a few feet from the trailer's bedroom window which would make it easier for Hubby to hear. I pounded and pounded and FINALLY, I heard the trailer door open, so I shouted, "Unlock the door and let me in!" and then the trailer door shut.

Even though Hubby doesn't usually mind walking on the dirty garage floor, I thought he might have gone inside to find some shoes; I walked back to the demon door and waited. And slapped mosquitoes. And waited. And waited. Finally, I started pounding on that door again and when he still didn't come, I went back to the window and pounded on it. Then I heard the trailer door open again and Hubby shouted, "Where are you?"

To which I replied, "I'm outside, I need you to unlock the door!" And I went back to the door just as he opened it.

"What are you doing out there?" he wanted to know as I picked up the cat carrier and brought it back inside.

"Locked out, and I was just about to break a window to get back in. Why didn't you unlock the door the first time you came out/" I wanted to know.

"I thought you were on the other side of the trailer hammering on something."

"I was hammering on something - the window! Why you didn't call out or come around to find out? You didn't hear me yell through the window to unlock the door?" I was indignant.

We have got to get a new door. And soon. It is way too hot to be locked outside.