I made Bowie (the little shit) sit in the shadow of his home and I think I can call AuntPretty1’s birthday present finished.

I really had a winning outfit yesterday. I don’t wear those leggings much, even though it’s not the right color, I can’t help but think, ‘Violet, you’re turning violet.’ Whenever I catch a glimpse of myself.

I’ve got hearts on my feet and my butt and my mind.

and mud on my wellies because I’ve been tromping around the neighborhood searching for a dog that slipped the fence. I found him. He enjoyed his adventure and the neighbors have a lovely backyard.

A few years ago I reorganized the kitchen.

No.

I organized the kitchen.

but see that shelf above the stove? I can reach that wooden basket full of less often used utensils and the colander and rolling pin

but no one mentioned that I was the only person that could reach that stuff. for years.

AuntMurble: It gets a bit dangerous when I try to reach for a spoon and forget the burner is on.

and she has fire issues that are just never going to be managed. I have to move that basket.

For awhile I’ve been thinking about putting some shelves or hooks for the handled baskets on the right of the stove so short people will stop setting the wooden basket on the oven top. It is an always on gas oven, so it is always venting heat and quite often it is venting utensil melting/scorching heat.

Normally there is a rolling butcher block in front of this door so if I was going to use the niche for a spice rack and storage I would have to gut the cabinet and take off the door. I could make it look pretty good but, I’m the only one that dusts and I don’t dust often. So, I don’t think I’m going to do that right now.

I mostly wanted to share this with you because there is a fold-out ironing board right next to the stove. Ya know, so one never had to leave the kitchen until bedtime or to answer the door for the firemen.

I haven’t opened that door in a long time. I forgot that the door can’t even open all the way.

UGH. I LOVE THIS HOUSE.

It was a really nice day today, I mostly got to just screw around and do silly things. perhaps you noticed. I never know if my tumbl looks different on a crap day vs. a silly day.

It was a sunny 23 degrees, that makes for some good snowventure.

and it was a WONDERFUL mail day! Thanks Jules and Jessica!

Jessica, I think you know my launch code:

Butt, Moustache, Waffle, Goat.

it’s going to take so long for him to dry

All I wanted to do was clean this weekend, as it’s the first time in I don’t remember how long that everyone is out of town so I can actually clean.

and now everything is just wet dog dirtier. oh well.

wait for it (or don’t it’s totally ok either way)

I’ve been dogcousin sitting a lot.

Bagels&Bowie&wellmybreastsIguess.it’sartman.

I went to bed last night knowing so many things had to change. Which is nothing new. A lot of it is beyond my control right now. But I woke up knowing I can change some of the things.

and I’m pretty hard on my family but it should be noted:

Wednesday morning, I got a call asking “do you want me to pick up bagels?”

and last night I was told, “I appreciate your efforts everyday.”