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Today at tea I had two frangos. They were excellent.
Tonight I shall have sexy scrambled eggs and bacon.
Note how there isn't brown rice and smug superiority about eating healthful foods.
Also note how I am pretty cheerful.
Anyhow... enough of that joy.
A contractor said he would show up today at noon. He showed up at eleven. He then had a look at things and instead of scheduling some far distant time to fix our ceilings he said, "yeah me and my brother are going to go to the hardware store and we will get started on this."
It took me by surprise.
So right now Josh and his brother are dragging around sheet-rock and stuff. They have been making loud noises in the ceiling in the basement. I stand in the kitchen and I hear this buzzing/sawing noise right below me and I think of old Looney Tunes cartoons where someone is standing and someone else saws a circle around them and either they fall through or the rest of the floor disappears except for where they stand.
Neither of those options happened. But I felt like it might. Where is Yosemite Sam at a time like this?
They have been drilling and Senor Onion thought the floor was farting. *snorts* "Noisy Fart"
The insurance guy and had a look at some things. Some things are covered. Some things are not and others might be covered under other things. He was very nice and he plans on researching things so that it might be in our favor. He is also going to talk to the plumbing people about how they justify their pricing.
I have spent much of my day reading many many books to Senor Onion. He is also very very very clingy and I admit some fatigue with that. I am honored to be so adored but with Mr. Jenner out of town and no other adult to hand him off to now and then I kind of want to scream when Senor Onion asks to be held for the millionth time that day. "I am here dammit. It isn't like I am gone ever. Gah... give me some space kid."
Plus I miss Mr. Jenner. I need him to put my feet on at night and stuff.
Tonight I shall have sexy scrambled eggs and bacon.
Note how there isn't brown rice and smug superiority about eating healthful foods.
Also note how I am pretty cheerful.
Anyhow... enough of that joy.
A contractor said he would show up today at noon. He showed up at eleven. He then had a look at things and instead of scheduling some far distant time to fix our ceilings he said, "yeah me and my brother are going to go to the hardware store and we will get started on this."
It took me by surprise.
So right now Josh and his brother are dragging around sheet-rock and stuff. They have been making loud noises in the ceiling in the basement. I stand in the kitchen and I hear this buzzing/sawing noise right below me and I think of old Looney Tunes cartoons where someone is standing and someone else saws a circle around them and either they fall through or the rest of the floor disappears except for where they stand.
Neither of those options happened. But I felt like it might. Where is Yosemite Sam at a time like this?
They have been drilling and Senor Onion thought the floor was farting. *snorts* "Noisy Fart"
The insurance guy and had a look at some things. Some things are covered. Some things are not and others might be covered under other things. He was very nice and he plans on researching things so that it might be in our favor. He is also going to talk to the plumbing people about how they justify their pricing.
I have spent much of my day reading many many books to Senor Onion. He is also very very very clingy and I admit some fatigue with that. I am honored to be so adored but with Mr. Jenner out of town and no other adult to hand him off to now and then I kind of want to scream when Senor Onion asks to be held for the millionth time that day. "I am here dammit. It isn't like I am gone ever. Gah... give me some space kid."
Plus I miss Mr. Jenner. I need him to put my feet on at night and stuff.
