A Twaddle Post

Do you ever click on things on your computer? I saw a button this morning I have never clicked on. It says, pictures from your phone. This is a phone picture. That is my yard. Last year. When I had sunflowers. Isn't that a cool picture? Like a old snap shot. I didn't do that feature, there are gnomes that live in my computer who do these things with my pictures. Today the pictures will be from my phone. From the past.

Hot today. Blazing hot. 109. With humidity. I worked in the flowerbeds yesterday. That is why I have short sentences. I am suffering from brain cook. The day before I shampooed my living room carpet. It was 105 that day. The house felt like a sauna. I wanted you to know. I found a new love. Its a secret, but I thought I would tell you because you are my friends. Shh don't tell anyone. Its my carpet shampooer!!! Most. Amazing. Machine!! It makes my little OCD self blissfully happy. Not to mention it is fun.

I made one tiny little mistake though. I got the bright idea to use it on my tile floors. Life is an experiment, right? So I would work a little on my carpet then take a little swirl over the tile. Except, I forgot to go back and rinse really well. Elliot was out washing the car, and when he came in I heard this sound of swink-swink-swink.
across the tile floor. I said, " Are you sticking to the floor," Words I didn't want to hear but were, "Yes I am." I had worked from 8:30-11:30 shampooing the carpet. It was now almost 2:00 in the afternoon. I then had to get out my mop bucket and I mopped the tile until I put my mop away at 3:30.  I took a shower because Ron was going to be home soon and I didn't want to greet him looking and smelling like the Creature from the Black Lagoon.

Oops, my selfie from my camera.

 Its so nice to get my house clean. We are going to stop painting upstairs for a bit, we will get back to the bathroom up there soon.
 I have this lovely friend and she told me she was going to sell her Hoosier cabinet. I have wanted to buy one for most of my life. She had one that was in her house the previous owners didn't want and now, She doesn't want it any more. (Yay for me!)  After my fiasco at the antique store in April. I decided I wasn't even going to look for one. Ever!! Here my friend walks in and tells me the horrors she experienced on Craig's List. Trying to sell it never dreaming that I would take it. So this weekend we paint the dining room and I will have my Hoosier cabinet. I am so thrilled. Do you know how nice all of my old dishes will look there.

How come this is what happens in my life. I will want something so bad. Then some fiasco happens with me trying to accomplish my goal in my own strength and I give up. I walk away. Then God so graciously puts it into my lap. Its happened to many times to be a coincidence. I just wish I learned faster.

Poor Ron. I am not the most obedient or submissive wife. In fact. Most of the time non-existent. More like crazed fiend. (See picture above.) Today though, he said. " Please don't work today in the sun, I worry about you when I am at work."( Sweetest man in the world.)  I thought today I would try that obedience part. (Notice I didn't say submission part, this is not a perfect world.)  I am going to listen to a book on my headphones and work on my His Eye is on The Sparrow. It really is too hot to hook right now. Do you want to see a picture of my progress? Mistakes and all?

That deer, was nigh on impossible. Three times I have taken it out and re stitched it. Now you want to see a picture of how far I have to go?

I just finished page one. Today I will start page two. I am pretty excited. With it being hot maybe I can hopefully do a bit more. I would love to get lots more done on it this summer. I really do love it and His Eye Is On the Sparrow one of my favorite hymns. Win-Win.

I will stop here. I hope you have a lovely day. When I get the dining room painted and my lovely Hoosier cabinet installed, I will show you lots of pictures I am sure.
Have a lovely Wednesday,
~Kim~

“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams