Figured balance was required between bitching about the snow and bitching about being a walking wet salt sponge in the same week. He he.
The humidity did a number on my hair today:
I'm ready for a lovely cool shower and then a dive into clean bedsheets. And yes, it's only 9:30pm - please no laughing, I'm old!
Our lawn and landscaping look awesome today, thanks to us biting the bullet and finally mowing slash weed whacking slash gardening slash raking this weekend. It's not all done but it's getting there, bit by bit. Yey!
I just need to paint the front cement stairs to add some curb appeal to this place but we need three straight days of dry warmth for that, and as you know if you've been reading this blog - that ain't happened yet, and it's not scheduled to happen anytime soon... Looks like we have a week of rain ahead of us. Boo!
We had a great weekend though, I feel relaxed and content. Even had our first BBQ of the season tonight, how about that!
Oh, and pulled the first tick of the season off one of the dogs.
These two things are not related.
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OK enough with the verbal piddle, I'm stiff with salt and need a scrubbing. Amazing what 95% humidity and 30C (86F) will do to you when you're raking grass clippings off two acres of land. At least the flock was happy to have a green buffet!
I love my flock.
/end of It's All About The Heat post/