Oh, and another red letter date.

 I signed the papers for my second mortgage. Soon I will be RICH!!! RICH!!! RICH!!!

Okay, I'll be able to pay my debts.

Kitchens and bathrooms ain't cheap!

Sister Bertrille

 

For some reason, whenever I see the table like this I think of 'The Flying Nun". Don't worry the table doesn't fly.

(And I just put a second coat of Pecan Oil on it. Waiting for it to totally soak in.)

A struggle

 For some reason, the last few days have been difficult for me.

I have come out before that I was dealing from depression. I don't know if this is just depression worsening, or if there is more. And don't worry, I have no suicidal tendences.

Okay, first I came out that I was gay, then I came out that I suffered from depression, now I coming out about my alcoholism. I'm not sure what way to go. Richard told me his first six months of sobriety were the worst times of his life.

I don't know how much time is left. But I know one day the boot is going to drop. 

Why not pickle myself in pleasure!

The kitchen

 

As of today. Quartz countertops are coming!

In the jungle

 The mighty jungle

The lion sleeps tonight.

Once again taking her half out of the middle.

She doesn't like to be disturbed. I may be sleeping at the foot of the bed (again) tonight.

At long last

 

My bathroom is starting to look like I meant it to appear.

Thanks to Duardo, Charlie, Ismael and Gabriel, all is coming up roses.

I think we should get an award for the most avant-garde atrium decorum

 

Or maybe rednecks-of-the-year. Hard to say.

GO JACKS!!!!!!!!

 

I'm sure you all were on the edge of your seats, like I was as the #3 ranked SDSU Jacks beat the #1 NDSU Bison.

That coupled with #2 Montana's loss to Idaho means the Jacks will be ranked #1 in the next poll.

KICK ASS, SOUTH DAKOTA STATE!!!

Another acting great has left us

 

You will be missed, Angela.

Red Letter Date!

 Today I will, for the first time in my 65 years on this planet, attend a baby shower.

Yes, there is a baby shower. Is it for Savvy and Ken, or for baby boy Faith-Bules?

Now I hate to sound out of kilter, but I have no idea what to expect.

First, I was never technically invited, so any info that may have been contained in the invitation is a secret from me. Karla did tell me that the shower starts at 2:30 and a barbecue at 4. 

I am giving a fairly inappropriate gift: a plant. I have no clue who's names to put on the outside of the envelope, and scant clue as to what to write inside. I have no idea what to wear. I really don't know what happens at a baby shower, and I'm not sure I really want to know.

But, I am peeling off one more level of virginity!

Old table; New use.

 

Yes, Mom & Dad's old kitchen table is now on the back porch serving as an outdoor spot to gather.

A little sanding (okay, a lot of sanding) and some pecan oil and I'm pretty happy with how it looks. I know it does need more oil, but the directions say to let it set a few days before reapplying oil.

The chairs bizarrely work with the table in my feeble mind.

A candle for Nancy

 

My friend from Hood River, Nancy Moore, passed recently. (I just found out.) In the tradition of Wayno, I lit a candle for her. 

My heartfelt sorrow goes out to Geoff, Stephanie, Liz, Nathan and the extended family.

Nancy was known for her middle finger, and I'm giving it right back at her.

Be at peace, dear woman.