Friday Frustratioins and Friday Funnies

The saga of the sink continues!

So, I told you about Christy being a miracle worker. She has gotten us a new sink. The delivery company called me last week and I set up the delivery for this past Monday. Someone has to be there to accept and sign for the delivery from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. I asked if they would put the delivery in the garage. The woman said that it wasn't set up to be an inside delivery. The sink is cast iron and 165 lbs. She said that putting it in the garage would be at the discretion of the driver. They would give me a call one hour prior to arrival. So, you really had to sit around and wait. Well that doesn't work for me! I got Butch to agree as I had a bridge date. 

About 11 a.m. I got the call and texted Butch that the sink would arrive in an hour. Around 1:30, I got this text from him:

"This is total b******t! They dropped it off at the end of the driveway! I can barely move it. It's clear they had a forklift because it's on a pallet! They could easily have brought it up the driveway!" He sent this picture with it:

If you know Butch, you know that he rarely uses foul language. But I don't blame him for being mad. He noticed it when he went out to get the mail. Not only did the delivery guys not alert him that they were there, they didn't get a signature either. How lazy can they be!

Now here I am, trying to concentrate on bridge when this drama is unfolding at home! When I got there later, the sink was gone. It was at the top of the driveway. I asked Butch what happened. He said that he put a rope around the pallet and drug it up the driveway inch by inch himself! I wasn't happy that he did it because he doesn't need to hurt his back. Instead, it was his golfer's arm that is already hurting all the time that took the brunt of it. 

I let Christy know that it was here, but not inside. Luckily, it's a sink, so water won't hurt it--due to expected rain. It's being installed on Friday. Thank goodness we won't be here. These kinds of things make me nervous. The granite guys are going to be here too. There's too much that can go wrong. Luckily we'll be having fun on our trip.  I have no idea how they're going to do it. It's going to require removing some wood and painting when they put it back. The area to work is so small and the sink is so heavy. We'll see. Hopefully we'll come home to a new shiny sink.

So, I cannot leave you with only a frustration. Here are some funnies for your pleasure!

THie one's for Jack!

Ten Things Thursday

I love white. Especially in decorating--white moulding, white cabinetry, white doors--you get the idea. I like the clean fresh look of it. I love my white kitchen. And, I love these white kitchens:

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2. Love these chandeliers.

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4. OMGosh! All those windows and the palladian one is gorgeous!

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7. Love the red accents---a good thing about white--everything goes with it. And, if you get tired of it you can just change up the color of the accents.

8. Those flowers!

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One thing they all have in common is plants or flowers--except for this last one which has a platter of colorful veggies instead. With all the windows, it seems like all the plants and trees are inside. 

Every one of these are beautiful. It would be hard to pick just one, but I think I'd have to go with....drum roll....number--okay, it was a toss-up between #4 & #8. Okay, I'm going with #8. The glass doors, flowers and light fixtures, but mostly because there's a place to sit so people can keep you company when you are cooking!

I do love my white kitchen--soon to have a new white shiny sink! I have flowers just about all the time too. I think I'm going to splurge and buy a bunch more.

What I Buy/Didn't Buy Wednesday

Today, I'm having "non-buyers" remorse--really bad. Really. Bad. When we were at the beach, I wanted these shoes really bad. REALLY BAD!

It's hard to tell from the picture, but they are gold and sparkly. I LOVE sparkly things! I tried these on and they were super comfortable. Then, the devil on my left shoulder and the angel on my right shoulder began taunting me: "you don't need them" "you haven't bought new shoes in at least a month" "you already have plenty of metallic shoes" "you deserve them" "you'll need to get rid of one of your other pairs" "no you don't it's just one pair" and on and on back and forth--my head was spinning. The "angel" won out this time. This time. The "devil" is nagging me, "I told you to get them! They aren't going to be there when you go back in June." I'm sad that I didn't get them--like I said, "non-buyers" remorse. And yes, I will go back in June and look for them. I need them. Really bad! 

So, to console myself, I put all of my other shiny shoes together (after caressing them lovingly).

I'm wearing the upper left pair today. The ones on the upper right are probably 15 years old! They are so comfortable. All of these shoes are comfortable except the pair on the lower left. I love them (gold) but can't wear them more than a couple hours. Yes, I should probably get rid of them, but I love them, so they stay. I have a hard time breaking up with shoes. The ones on the lower right are the ones I bought in London. They are so sparkly, that they almost seem too dressy. I love them too. I love them all. I know, that's strong language to use for shoes--but it's true.

That really old, comfy pair has been all over the world with me. These have been washed in the washing machine dozens of times. All of the information has long since been washed away. But they are going strong. Just take a look at the soles:

Honestly, they are still like brand new. No wear whatsoever. They are some sort of rubbery plastic. The best part is that they are not slippery. Actually, none of my shoes are slippery. One little slip--no matter how small or if it's wet means those shoes go immediately. I take no chances with my footwear! These comfy ones are going with me tomorrow when we leave for our Tulip river cruise through Holland and Belgium. You'll find me and my shiny shoes walking all over the place! Can't wait. But darn, I wish I had those new ones!

Travel Tuesday

Last week, I was at the beach with my friends. 

I already mentioned how underwhelming the eclipse was. Then I saw this:

This is what some people, somewhere saw. We would have loved that.

It was another fun week, but other than the eclipse picture, we forgot to take any others. Sooo...

...after we got our luggage, I insisted on this "selfie." It's better than none at all!

Later that night, Butch and I ordered Chinese for dinner.

I got this in my fortune cookie. It's kind of blurry, but it hits the nail on the head:

"The best souvenirs from vacation are the memories you made," How appropriatepriate--and true!

We leave on Thursday to fly to Amsterdam. We're taking a river cruise through Holland and Belgium to see the tulips! I'm really looking forward to it. I'm hoping to be able to post an update now ant then.

Me on Monday

Okay, this is not me. I don't even have to say who it is. I've mentioned before that I love her---the music, her generosity and the economic impact wherever she goes. 

I am well aware of the haters---but I don't understand it. I came across this article that someone wrote and thought it just about covered it. Here goes:

"This is probably going to tick some people off, and I hope it does. But I’m going to keep on sharing it and saying it. And once again, I am not a Swiftie, but I am a human being, a Dad AND, a Monstrous Football fan.

I am extremely disappointed in so many of you who think that "not being a fan" of someone means you're entitled to **** all over them. I want to remind you of something. Your children are watching you complain about Taylor Swift sitting at a football game, being happy, and cheering for a man she loves in what appears to be a very loving, respectful relationship.

Your Children are watching you judge a woman for literally just EXISTING and taking up space happily.

And you know what? Ms. Swift has won 324 awards? How many do you have?

She brought $5 BILLION dollars in consumer spending and boosted the U. S. economy so significantly, that leaders from other countries actually beg for her to play there?

Did you know that there are over 20 college courses about her skills as an artist, lyricist, and musician - including at places like Harvard, Stanford & UC Berkeley?

Did you know that Taylor Swift quietly donates mass amounts of money to local food banks in every city she performs in?

AND DID YOU KNOW …

That Taylor Swift was sexually assaulted by a radio DJ, and she got him fired? When he sued HER for over $3 million for defamation, she counter sued for a symbolic $1 in a court case that took 2 YEARS for her to win. And, she did that just to show women that fighting for what's right has no price tag & to never be silent in the face of oppression.

WELL IF YOU DON’T CARE BY NOW, YOU SHOULD.

Because your daughters, nieces, and your nephews are watching you run your mouth. And they are seeing the world hate a woman who does so much good, simply because she exists in their line of sight.

DO BETTER PEOPLE.

Teach your boys to respect women. Teach your girls that as women - they are ALLOWED to take up space.

Fix it. Become aware of your words. Because we all have the ability and the obligation to fight for the future of our children with simple moments. And we need to consciously choose to be better for them. 

Something for Sunday

Spring has sprung!

This beautiful tree is at the top of the driveway. It's so pretty to see everyday while it lasts.

There's still a chill in the air, so we had a fire along with our happy hour treats.

My sweet brother, Matt sent me this picture along with this note he found.

Matt is Mindy's godfather. She must have been in first or second grade.

Okay, that's it for today!

Scrapbook Saturday