I asked August where he got that coolio shirt today. He said, "From Mr. Coolio."
He's a sassy child, that one.
I spent the afternoon with him and his brother at their house and although I know that Jessie and Vergil would really appreciate it if I took those guys to the park to get some ya-ya's out, I just can't deal with the heat. So we stayed inside for the most part, reading books (Captain Underpants is very popular with August right now), playing games, and watching nature videos about octopuses and other amazing creatures. The regular. The usual. Which of course is the best. Today's special treat was Healthy Choice fudge bars. I'd bought a box of them at Costco before I got there and gave them both one and then Vergil came out of his work space and his eyes lit up and I offered him one too. Mr. Moon and I have been eating one every evening almost after supper. It's sort of like a treat and it's cold and it's chocolate. Ish.
So yeah, before I got to the Weatherfords I did my Publix and Costco shopping, rushing, rushing, trying to get to Jessie's house on time. But it all worked out. After I left the boys, I went and picked up some things from Lowe's that Mr. Moon needed. Trust me when I say that I no more wanted to do that than I wanted to go to a Guns and Roses Tribute show which is to say- oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. But it was okay. Glen had told me just to ask for Walter at the Pro Desk. Who knew Lowe's had a Pro Desk? Mr. Moon, that's who.
Walter was lovely and even toted the things out to my car and they weren't heavy or bulky. I could have done it. So overall, it was not a bad experience.
I had a dream the other night that I had gotten a job at Costco. This is new territory for me and Dreamworld. It was sort of fun, that job. Mostly because all of the employees were awesome and I'm sure that's where the dream came from- there ARE indeed Costco employees who seem like people I would not mind hanging out with. In my dream, they let the workers go to whatever department they wanted to work in for the day which was also pretty cool. Unfortunately, they did not allow the new hires to use a scanner gun but I understood that I needed to get my bonafides before I was trusted with something like that. It was an odd dream, to say the least, but not unpleasant.
Mr. Moon has spent weeks working on the deck between the house and the old kitchen and it is coming along. It is hard work. That man! Tomorrow Lon is going to come over and help him which is so tremendous. I mean- that's a friend! But today he worked by himself and now he's had a shower and he's made us martinis and I am so very glad to be home. The spray washers came back and redid some areas that they felt were not quite up to their standards. I surely hadn't noticed anything. The whiteness of it all sort of freaks me out. Even when we moved in here, it wasn't this pristine by any means. Glen is shocked. He just told me that he had no idea it would clean up this well. I just think about the places on the back door into the hallway that I have tried over the years to clean with all sorts of alchemic formulas only to fail- the dark stains of my hands and the hands of so many others along with the black dirt of Lloyd never got anywhere NEAR pristine.
Whoo boy. They call them professionals for a reason, I guess.
Tomorrow I will try and get my house back together again. This could take awhile.
Meanwhile, this is making my heart so happy.
The beautiful old boys have arrived in Madrid for their sixtieth anniversary tour of Europe. I wish Charley Watts was with them but I know he is in spirit. He is part of every song they play.
Let's take a moment to ponder the magnificence of this achievement. I can't wait to see some of the concert footage. I assure you that it will be something fine.
Happy Friday, y'all.
Fudge sicles, from my childhood. Great picture of the crew in Madrid.ReplyDelete
You know- those guys are still alive, still moving, still playing- they look AMAZING to me.Delete
Madrid sounds appealing, it is so cold here! Your house looks like a fairy tale house where only the best of society lives. Up scale lovely with its freshly washed face, the dormers - so sweet ,the curly wood holding up the roof of the porch, a beautiful house! a beautiful home.ReplyDelete
August cracks me up, he is a clever lad that Mr. Coolio. As you know, Mr. man loves Cost Co and would live there if he could. If a thing can not be purchased there then it is not worthy.
Madrid already sounds too hot to me but I notice that the people there seem to be wearing coats so it might feel refreshing to this old Florida woman.Delete
My house looks so much better. Now the roof...
Well. I'm not pushing things.
August and Levon both say the funniest things. And I swear to you- I think of your husband every time I go to Costco, wondering if he's shopping at "his" and if so, what he is buying.
Costco sounds like home Depot to Gary! Favorite for shopping. Everyone knows him, in several local branches.ReplyDelete
August's shirt is very cool, I like it a lot. I'm glad you had a good shopping experience that led to a happy dream. 60th tour of Europe? They're doing very well then.ReplyDelete
Yes. They are doing quite well. And I think all of the families go with them on tour now. They're like traveling entertainers of old. I know that Keith says that he feels happier on the road than anywhere else.Delete
I've tried so many times to "do things myself" and in the end it has never been worth it. Apart from the fact that the pros have the strength, knowledge and machinery to make short work of everything, they actually know what they are doing and have the experience don't they. I don't know why I bother sometimes!ReplyDelete
Absolutely true! Especially when you reach the age my husband and I are.Delete
Dreams can come true you know! All you have to do is pick up a Costco application form. By the way, I checked out the last post and saw what a brilliant job the spray guys have done to the outward appearance of your house. Money well spent.ReplyDelete
I've heard it's really not easy to get a job at Costco. Many people want to work for them because of wages and health care and I've noticed that employees don't seem to leave.Delete
My house is almost TOO white now! Well, of course that's just in comparison but like I told Lis- they've washed off all the patina! I am so happy with it.
No bass player in the pic? New guy doesn't get to travel with the boys?ReplyDelete
Nope. Darryl Jones has only been playing with the band since 1993. Ron Woods is not an original member but joined in 1976. The new drummer isn't in the group shot either. Steve Jordan.Delete
You should go to a Rolling Stones concert soon, Ms. Mary Moon. You could have flown to Madrid - sounds exotic!ReplyDelete
Enjoy your weekend!
Oh Lord. I can barely make myself go to Tallahassee these days.Delete
Glad to hear the spray-washing went well! I bet a part-time job at Costco would be kind of fun.ReplyDelete
Depends I guess. If I had to bring carts back from the parking lot I'd die. Everyone there seems to work pretty darn hard.Delete
I had no idea there is real Mr. Coolio who is an old rapper with sad looking braids. August is much cooler looking:)ReplyDelete
I'm going to hunt down those fudge bars and give them a try. I like something cold in the summer.
We've had a lovely, sunny day here. I transplanted my indoor rubber tree plant in a huge pot so I'm guessing it'll grow even bigger. I planted some peppers and herbs that my hubby bought. He likes to buy plants but never plants them. Why is that?
Have a lovely evening.
37paddington: such a gorgeous portrait of the sassy one. Green and purple and that pleased as punch smile. It sounds like you had a busy good day.ReplyDelete