Shall we get the banal in right from the start? I worked all day Friday lifting, moving, dealing with the GenPop in all of their unpleasant ways. While we both may be masked, it is not necessary to get within inches of me when we are discussing your mouse-killing needs. You may be comfortable with closeness from your Sub-Continent upbringing. Me, I like plenty of space between us. When I back away it is social distancing, no need to step into the breach. Here is another hint. That guy/gal at your big box home center has no clue. They read the label just as you could. The TV ads might want you to think they are experts. They have just answered the same questions repeatedly.
Yesterday we went to watch granddaughter #1 play soccer. It was hot and humid. Some friends came down for the evening. Laughs and euchre were on the schedule.
Today, I’m going to throw a small pork shoulder on the smoker. Chunks of apple and hickory are already soaking to make a thick, hot smoke. I’m not sure what else we will have, maybe some homemade potato salad.
I have had that song Brandy (you’re a fine girl) by the band Looking Glass stuck in my head for a week. Please, please make it stop.
There, you are all caught up on the mundane that makes for content around here. I hope you have a great Sunday.
4 comments:
For the life of me, I cannot understand why people in Lowe's cannot advise me on much of anything. Well, they give poor advice. I was told to use building blocks sitting on end to raise something. When I objected, I was told that they would hold a house trailer on end! Sure, until they collapse. One guy and two women had no idea what a starter for a fluorescent light was or where it was. They looked on the battery display with the AA and AAA batteries.
I could go on, but this is not good for me to recount. I really don't like being the smartest person in the store. Well, you know I am not, but it is frustrating. I asked for a certain plant and was asked if that was a type of fertilizer! That happened yesterday.
I never expect any person on a big box floor to know more than I do and I don't know anything. For the money they pay they don't get electricians, plumber, carpenters or florist working for them. They may get a person who has some experience in unclogging drains buy they may be in the flower section. Dated a professor who had a doctorate but he would ask a 19 year old kid about the warranty on an electric drill. First time I just looked at him in amazement of his stupidy. He never got it. I showed him where the door was. I just want to know where the product is and I read the boxes. I buy or not buy but I do most of my research at home on the computer and hope from there that I'm making the right choice.
Learn what I have learned:
YouTube is your best friend insofar as home repairs are concerned.
Ain't it sad?
Here’s a tip, Joe. Sing the Gilligan’s Island theme song. It’ll wipe out any song loop that’s playing in your head.
I suggest singing it to yourself lest anyone nearby thinks your a complete idiot.
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