Random Musings January 10, 2017
Woman in the Middle | January 10, 2017Blackie the ventriloquist. I was in the front part of the house, he as int eh back, but I thought he was int eh middle.
What is called the “Pineapple Express” chugged into to town early Monday morning. That is a rain storm that comes from the south Pacific, as opposed to one that comes from up north. It brought quite a bit of rain with it. We are supposed to get two more rain storms this week. We are getting all the rain we thought we would get last winter with “El Nino.” It is so nice to finally get the rain we need. Nice but weird. Seriously, We haven’t has successive rains like this in quite some time, so it is weird to get yet another rain storm. I haven’t had the sprinklers on in weeks and yet my plants all look green and happy.
I was in Home Goods recently. As well as all kinds of Christmas clearance, they had this:
I should have stood by it, as the photo looks like it is of two wine corks. But, instead, it is really a table and stool make to look like wine corks! It was very cute. To me, it looked, in person, like something that would fit well in a child’s room. However, I am going to go out on a limb here and say that a table and stool that look like giant wine corks may not be appropriate for a child. That being said, I did think it was very fun looking, but, no, I did not buy it. The photo will have to do.
In the grocery store the other night, I was on the aisle where they sell the butter and margarine. A 10 year old boy’s mother bought some “I can’t believe its not butter.” The boy read the title, and he then proceeded to ask her over and over “What is it if it is not butter?” His mother ignored him. I just chuckled quietly to myself.
My next door neighbors moved today. The new neighbors will take possession on the 19th. I am sad to see good neighbors go, but look forward to meeting the new neighbors. Change is always in the air!
I hope the new neighbours are nice and not the type to have lots of large yelling matches or wild parties or serial killers, although serial killers are usually nice and quiet neighbours according to all that I have read but still don’t think I would like one living next to me
You are too funny (about the serial killers) but I am hoping they are good neighbors as well!
I think the mother of the ten year old boy should have read the ingredients to him as a teachable moment so he could get into the habit of reading the labels on food containers instead of blindly believing the food’s packaging.
Good idea!