Owen's Here And All Is Very Well

Well, one nice thing you can say about this weather is that you can't beat it for getting your laundry dry on the line! By the time you get a load hung out, the first things up are just about ready to be brought in. So that's pretty great- right? 

Said Pollyanna. 

The mosquitoes are certainly enjoying the weather. All that rain for them to lay their eggs in and hatch and now all this heat to urge them on in their bloodsucking thirst is ideal for them. Not so much for us. At least I haven't been bitten by yellow flies yet. That will happen though. We know it will. 

So the other day Mr. Moon saw Maurice chase either a large mouse or a small rat across the kitchen and the critter made its way somehow under? beside? the dishwasher. 
Mmmm....
We both said. 
Well at least Maurice was trying. And it now appears that she had damaged the rodent to the point of unlivable abilities because there is, without a doubt, something dead, dead, dead in that area. 
This is not good. That is my kitchen. It's supposed to smell delicious in my kitchen, not like a dead animal. Glen said that he'd take care of it but he's had other priorities today, one of which involved this. 

That, my friends, is what your flat screen TV looks like on the inside. I know this because it is our flatscreen TV, laid out on the new table with a good thick towel under it. Last night the dang thing just quit working and Mr. Moon googled the problem as one does, and then this morning, he did more googling but nothing that he tried worked. Then he found a Youtube about how to supposedly fix this specific problem and that involved taking the TV apart. 
Well, that didn't fix it either but I think he had a really good time trying. 
So when I got home from doing my shopping this afternoon, he was gone, and I assumed he was off buying a new TV. And picking up Owen who is spending the night because he is going fishing early, early tomorrow morning with his Boppy. 

And now- this is happening in the Glen Den. 

They are putting the old set back together so that they can replace it with this. 

Oh Lord. Well, at least Owen's here to help. I'm certainly useless when it comes to things like that. 

Meanwhile, because they will be fishing tomorrow, the dead thing will only get deader in the kitchen. 

Priorities, people. Priorities. 

Look what came in the mail today!

Those of you who know Joanne at Cup On The Bus will instantly recognize her handiwork. I recently ordered two of her newly woven scarlet towels and I have been so excited to get them. I immediately put that one to use to cover my rising pizza dough. It makes me so happy. Thank you, Joanne! And I recommend these incredibly well-made towels with all of my heart. I have two that I've been using for years and they are just as good as ever. Click on the link above to go to Joanne's site where you can get information about buying towels of your own. 

Another thing came in the mail today- the bathing costume! 
And guess what? I do not hate it. I do not hate it a lot more than my old bathing suit. It is fairly comfortable. Here's what the darling model looks like from the Land's End site. 

Of course I look like a little round cherry tomato in it but whatever. It has a shelf bra which is the least bra-like of bras you can wear and I've already taken the cup pads out so that will make it even more comfortable. 

I'll be styling at the Wacissa! "Look!" people will say. "It's the cherry tomato granny!" And I will beam and smile and say, "Howdy! Can you turn off your fucking music?"

So that's been another Friday and I suppose I should go into that stinky kitchen and make our pizza. Owen wanted white chicken pizza which sounds excellent to me. It's about time for Mr. Moon to make us our martinis. And those line-dried sheets are on the bed. 

Seems like I had something else to report but I sure can't think of what it was. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon