Archive for May, 2012

In a Jam

Wednesday, May 23rd, 2012

It’s finally over!  The stress, the late night hours, and the constant pressure to stay on schedule are behind me for another year.  The 2012 Strawberry Crush, aka Jamapalooza, is behind me.  The few remaining strawberries can be picked and eaten casually while passing by the raised beds.  This year’s crop didn’t break any records, but after two years of late freezes, it is the best one we’ve had for a while.  The thing that sets this year’s harvest apart from any other is the fact that John picked most of the strawberries.  Without his help, I would have been in a real…pickle.


Luck Be a Lady

Thursday, May 17th, 2012

We have two new puppies.  Yes, you heard me.  Two…new…puppies.  One boy and one girl.  Before anyone reminds me about putting my foot down and other nonsense like that, let me make one thing perfectly clear.  The puppies are not permanent residents.  They are a business proposition.  They were acquired to be trained and sold.  Period.  They are not staying.  At least not without someone else going, preferably not me.  I refuse to become attached to them.  In fact, they don’t even have names.  I don’t intend to name them.  Well, one of them might have already earned a name because of his recent adventure.  Why is it that most of our adventures involve our dogs?  Maybe that is inevitable when you have a pack as large as ours.  One thing I know for sure is that the male puppy is very lucky to be here.


What Do You Want Me To Do About It?

Thursday, May 3rd, 2012

This past month has been a trying time to say the least.  First we had a water leak in pipes buried beneath the concrete floor in the house.  After a couple of attempts to solve the problem ourselves, we had one ersatz plumber who looked things over and never came back.  Then we found a real plumber who solved the problem by circumventing the leaking portion of the line with new pipes he ran above ground.  The plumbing issue was fixed on a Tuesday, and the following Saturday the tornado that narrowly missed our house came through leaving enormous cottonwood trees piled everywhere as if they were matches dropped at some giant’s campsite.  After 10 days of cleanup from the storm, the third, and I’m hoping final, catastrophe occurred.

Exactly two weeks after the plumbing repair, I was getting ready to leave the house that morning when I noticed a problem with the toilet in our bathroom.  I got the plunger and went to work on it with no success.  I went into the other bathroom to see if that toilet would flush, and I discovered water all over the floor from an unknown origin.  I threw down some towels, and walked into the living room where John was sitting on the couch reading posts on his coon dog forum.  I told him we were having plumbing problems with one stool overflowing and the other with a mysterious leak.  Even though he has never been quick to spring into action when dealing with home repairs, I was still unprepared when he responded with, “What do you want me to do about it?”  Since my grandchildren may read this blog some day, I will paraphrase the thoughts that went through my head.  “How about getting off the couch and pretending like you care,” or “I know I’m going out on a limb here, but what about calling a plumber.”  Instead I simply said, “I don’t know what to tell you to do about it.  I’m just telling you not to use either bathroom,” and I headed out the door.

When I got back that evening, John had the original faux plumber, who couldn’t resolve the water leak issue, back with his machine to clean out the sewer line.  Unfortunately, they were having problems finding the sewer line which resulted in two excavations in the front yard.  After two days of digging, cleaning, and cursing, the line was cleared, and things could return to normal.  Well, almost normal.  John filled in the deeper of the holes immediately as it was in a high traffic area and posed a significant danger to anyone or anything that might fall in.  The other hole is quite large, but it is much shallower and isn’t in a highly traveled area. I am hopeful that it will be filled in before I start my Christmas shopping.


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