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Too hot and work and stuff
Even though it was a ‘short’ week at work, it felt loooooong.
We’ve added another family member at work and I’m so excited for her!
I’ve come to know that my services encompass the following: Accountant, Quarterly tax preparer, receptionist, social media delegate, compliance assistant, keeper of all that is important, Website creator (from scratch) graphic artist, promoter, supply provider, janitor, creator of logo, creator of business system, excel formula, Social Media updater …. God and … Eater of all that is left over.
LOL!
I think I deserve that left over food 😉
I took this photo at 5 minutes to 5 because the (1) lighting was good
(2) I had cleared my inboxes and was watching the clock because it’s Friday – I’m not going to lie. Lol.
Thing is – I’m happy every day at work.
No joke.
No sucking up.
I am SO lucky to have an environment I can say “What the F$&# ” out loud when I have a problem on my computer.
We are not retail, I don’t have to edit myself when we are alone.
We ARE on our best behavior when customers are in the house.
I have made life long friends at work. Well, when you spend many years with a specific people – that’s either bound to happen, or not.
Luckily for me – it happened.
So now I’m home.
And my pup is happy about it.
And! AND! I tried to save my roses and they seem semi-saved
Gawd bless them – they’re tryin’!
Tomorrow – a pedicure with my mum and I get to spend some Kohls cash – and as much as I want a dress … I’m thinking Sun Blocking Curtains to help the electric bill.
It’s bonkers now, I can’t even imagine August!
Peace out Soupers – and I hope YOU are staying cool. 
‘When the doves fly’ and other things you didn’t know.
Today was amazing.
(Tangent – I was just sitting outside and you know how beautiful doves ‘coo’ when they’re sitting? When they’re flying not so much. Lol. It’s like this … Um … Squawk asthma croaky thing.)
After laundry, I woke my son and we met my parents at a local casino for brunch.
I’m stickin’ with the no cow or pig diet. (Yes, I cheated … I was CRAVING meat whilst it was ‘that time of the month’ and regretted it VERY soon after. My body HATED having red meat in it. And told me so. Crazy that I was used to it.)
ANYWAY!
Here’s some more fun pics.
Nic trying his first snail …
He actually ended up liking it.
My desserts …
And yeah, I ate every single bite lol!
My mum and me. I swear, she looks younger than ME in this photo! I guess I have good genes and should be very grateful!!!
Fun with … I dunno. I’m so ‘app’ lost!!!! I don’t have a cell phone. I don’t know if this is face swap or face thingy or whatever. But, I do know I love this pic. 🙂
Me and my crab!!! I HAVE given up red meat and pork – but not seafood yet. I can’t. I love it. And as long as it has LIVED and has a fighting chance in the ocean, I’m ok with the capture. Not like factory farming. 😦
My bird and I.
My beautiful mum and I. Saying ‘bye for now’ on the way to the garage where this awaited …
PLUS! Vegan shampoo and conditioner – and some beautiful heartfelt cards.
And here’s the whole family.
We had a lot of fun today.
Then Nic and I went grocery shopping and I paused in my head and thought ‘this is amazing. We’re going home with groceries and just spent time with people we love’.
So, yeah. I don’t take things for granted. I spent my birthday wearing my grand mother’s ring and loving my mum and loving my son and a thank you hug to my dad …
Life needs to be appreciated EVERY day!
I’m just glad to be alive at 47.
And NEVER going to lie about my age. It’s a miracle. EVERY SINGLE YEAR!
I’m so glad each of you were born and HAPPY HAPPY Birthday to YOU!
Regardless if it’s your birthday or not, you have one, and I’m glad of it!
Musings from the Laundromat: Wagging and still breathing edition
Awoke to Butters wagging and breathing near me. I don’t think she gets the concept of ‘weekend’. That’s ok. I needed to be up early to get to the laundromat.
Waggy/breathy is now home and I am the only one here at the ‘place of laundry musings.’
I slept well. Much thanks to my bosses who bought me a pillow top mattress cover and uber comfy pillow for my birthday. I think maybe they were over my response to “How are you?” Asked each morning being – “Tired!”
Today, it is my birthday.
47.
Crazy.
Time has FLOWN!
Time has also dipped and swooped and sometimes hung comfortably riding a current.
I didn’t get that ‘It’s my birthday feeling’ today. You remember when we were kids and could barely sleep the day before? Like our own personal Christmas Eve? Long gone are those days. Or, ‘eves’ I should say.
And this morning – all I could think was that I didn’t want to get out of my comfy bed.
But out I am and will be joining my parents for brunch later.
Then grocery shopping.
I put everything off yesterday as I did a Netflix marathon of season 4 ”Call the Midwife’. I crawled out of my nest a couple of times to fetch sustenance – then back to my OH so comfy bed.
So here I sit and I’m sipping a cup of coffee, even though I’ve given coffee up, because my laundry lady makes a 1/2 pot just for me.
Bless her heart.
And feeling very grateful to still be on the planet.
Oh, on my way out … As I held the door for waggy/breathy, I spotted the sun shining on my sweet Nannie.
I think she was saying, “Happy Birthday ‘Manda”
Have a great day Soupers!
The day my son was LITERALLY a pain in my arse.
I donned a white dress I haven’t worn in a very long time. Since last Summer I believe?
Went to work.
Sat down.
OUCH!
WTF?
Checked out the chair. Chair was not an unsub. (For those of you that don’t watch Criminal Minds – first of all, “SHAME ON YOU!” Secondly, it means unknown subject.)
I madly rushed about my day and each time I sat, OUCH!
I checked the lace in my dress. Oh, this was the dress. (Looks better on me than flayed out on my bed.)
I was brought up as a lady – so I had these very delicate panties/slip type thingys underneath said dress.
They’re large, I’m slender. They work as a slip.
So then I start inspecting THEM!
Nothing.
Half a day in at work I can’t take it anymore and actually found a private moment to ‘ladylike reach my hand up to my arse.”
(You’ll never read that in any Bronte novel)
And … What do I find?
Last time I washed the dress must have been with Nic’s work shirt – WITH name tag attached.
I peeled it off and announced my discomfort. Because, we all know, I do SO well with editing.
“Nic was seriously a pain in my ass today!!!!”
I have since confronted him – laughed with him and he even allowed these selfies. (This is rare – it’s like Big Foot accepting a photo op!) I even plastered his tag onto his forehead.
I look at it as a ‘thank you’ for doing his laundry.
Yes, you have hurt me
But, I know you don’t really give a shite
And I will always love you
He wore the tag well … He braved the photo storm. I shall forgive him this dress intrusion.
But, today, yes – he was a PAIN IN MY ASS!!!!!!
Musings from the place I’m still doing laundry: Coming out of my shell – and other shelled things.
Sitting on the couch with an amazing view of a pool – yellow and pink flowers, a dog by the screen door. And ever so missing my own home.
Only two more sleeps until I’m in my bed. Hopefully Butters will adjust quickly to me being home after over a month and sleep beside me.
You’ve got to see this picture. When my son sent it to me, I thought she had been bitten by something! But no, she was merely licking her lips.
The good thing is – while I’ve been here, I’ve come out of my social anxiety shell quite a bit.
After bonding with the sweet couple who doggy sitted Meesha (my moms pup) while I was at work, I truly made two amazing new friends.
I was then invited next door.
Gorgeous home, it’s always reminded me in some way of a Roman colosseum.
I went – and we connected.
The other night they mentioned I can come and see the ducks that visit their pool and their tortoises daily ‘outside’ time.
But first – here’s pics from my inaugural visit.
Yeah, so that’s me with the Rat Pack. 🙂
And here’s the inside of a Saleen Mustang – 2007 – one of only 60 made, and the only one supercharged. OH! And a little video.
Here’s me revving her up!
So after a lot of chatting and bonding – I kept visiting.
Back to the ducks.
Weird thing is – I was on the couch yesterday and guess who came to visit?
Bonkers! I’ve never seen a duck in my parents pool before!
And yes, another video.
So, after the duck at my temporary home, I visited the neighbor’s.
And there they were.
Now onto the shelled critters.
So, I went from being a hermit to a woman willing to put herself out there and make new friends.
I went from someone scared of change – and having panic attacks daily, to a woman thinking of others.
I have grown during this distressing time.
And, my parents home is clean, Very clean … Because, when she gets home, I want her to exhale.
And I need to too.
Debauchery Soup 