Since it was once again too cold to garden, Ted took the hint and attacked the ceiling in the upstairs hallway. LMAO
This ceiling has been a royal pain in the ass. Paint was peeling everywhere because of the really crappy patch job the previous owners of the house did on it. He’s sanded, spackled, sanded some more and couldn’t get the ceiling even. So, he has an idea. When he worked on his sister’s house, she had that popcorn ceiling that for some ungodly reason was popular back in the 80s. All he had to do was wet down the ceiling and scrape the popcorn off to get a nice even ceiling. His plan was to do that in this case. Ummm, did the can explode? The eldest spawn said, “Maybe she won’t notice.” Won’t notice? LOL. Even Rufus Dragon knows better than that.
Every now and then, FedEx delivers a package to my house that is really for a neighbor who lives on a street with a similar name. Instead of calling FedEx, I just deliver the package myself to the neighbor. One day, I was leaving to pick up the youngest spawn from preschool and there was a package on my doorstep. Since I was running late, I just pulled the box inside and left it under the table in the front hall until later. When I got home and opened the front door, Rufus took off out the front door like a rocket. What the hell? He’s usually jumping all over you for attention when you get home. Even if you’re gone for 5 minutes. He’s shameless that way. I walked in and immediately see a trail all the way through the house to the Kitchen in the back of the house of shredded box, packing peanuts, ripped open plastic wrap and…parmesan cheese? That dog had torn into the better part of a 5 lb. block of parmesan cheese. Block? Too be honest, it could’ve started out as a wheel but now looked like a whittled down Rock of Gibralter. Rufus vs. the Parmesan Cheese. I should’ve gotten a picture. Who mails parmesan cheese? Who needs a delivery of 5 pounds of it?
Next…It looks like they took the words “wintry mix” out of the forecast, so maybe we’ll actually have some planting going on tomorrow. Ted can leave the hall mess until later this week when we’re supposed to have 3 days of never ending rain. (hint, hint)