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Archive for November, 2013
I don’t know about you, but I know that I end up buying my own Christmas presents. Warren doesn’t believe in buying gifts so I never get anything from him. (Except for the year that I handed him the bill for stuff I bought myself and he gave me the money – so romantic, huh?) I do have a friend who always makes sure I have something under my tree though.
Anyway, I found this amazing new thing to use in bed, in my recliner, or even at my desk or the kitchen counter (you know, for all those recipes I use when I do all that cooking LOL!)
It is called an iRest. And it has a stabilizer bar that will allow it to lay on my lap and hold my iPad or my Kindle. So much better than holding something for an extended period of time.
Today I’m thankful for my early Christmas present from me! It is awesome (it arrived yesterday while I was gone). I’ve used it already in bed this morning and then in my recliner. I really recommend this product for people who use a reader or an iPad to read. So much better.
Oh, it was $39.99 from a company called Rain Design, Inc. The angle is adjustable too. Tablets and eReaders fit in the slot that keep them from sliding and moving around. Now I’m wishing I had taken advantage of the buy 2 price (although I don’t remember offhand how much I would have saved). But it is awesome!
I’m thankful I found this – and that I’ve already received it. And I’m thankful that I love it!
I didn’t get up a blog yesterday. My day didn’t go exactly as planned.
What was planned was to get up at 6 am, leave for Cleveland at 7 am, arrive near noon, unload a bunch of totes of fabric from my van into my daughter’s studio, then spend a few hours with her and Soren, leave Cleveland no later than 5, arrive home by 10.
Here is what really happened.
Got up at 6 am, left for Cleveland around 7. So far so good.
However, just before I arrived at her studio to meet her (according to my gps I was 18 minutes away), she called in a panic and said there had been a fire at her best friend’s house.
Back story: her best friend James is the best guy in the world. They have been best friends for years. In fact, they were roommates until a few months ago when he decided to move in with his girlfriend. Anyway, I don’t think his girlfriend likes my daughter very much. But they were out of town for the weekend. My daughter was over at their place (technically the girlfriend’s place) on Thanksgiving watching football and doing laundry. Okay, back to yesterday.
It seems my daughter’s boyfriend extinguished a cigarette in a potted plant by the back door when they left about 11:30 pm. Andrea got a call from her best friend at 11:30 next morning. The fire department called them to tell them there had been a fire. Evidently the cigarette butt smoldered all night and caught something on fire at the back door. There was definitely damage. It could have been way worse but I know if it was my house, I would be upset. Not a thing I can do about any of it though.
So, instead of meeting at her studio on the west of Cleveland, we met at James’ house on the east of Cleveland. Slight detour and change of plans.
Time for lunch though and some snuggle time with my grandson. He had a present ready for me. My very own castle!
We went to one of my favorite places to eat – The Melt Bar and Grilled. Yummy. But there was an hour wait for a table (typical there but worth it). I took a couple
hundred pictures of Soren. He loves this giant elf statue there.
Nice to sit and talk with my daughter over lunch. Time to do something else after spending a couple of hours with that. Just as we were leaving, she runs over to my car and asks if I have jumper cables. No, I didn’t have any with me. Then she tells me that this has been happening…a lot…and really needs a new battery. Well, mom goes into action. Of course, it would have been so much easier if we had been able to drive her jeep to the auto parts store. But since we couldn’t do that, we found room amongst all the stuff in my van that I hadn’t unloaded yet to fit her and Soren in. Off to a parts store for a car battery. Then off to pick up her boyfriend so he can put it in. Why don’t guys know how to do that stuff anymore??? Oh, we need tools. Stopped at Home Depot to buy tools. By now, the daylight is nearly gone (nothing us close and everything takes longer than you think it should). Trouble getting the old battery out with the corrosion. But finally replaced it. She took her boyfriend home. I went back with the old battery to get my $18.
Now it is after 6 pm. Off to her studio to unload my van. So thankful for the freight elevator even though we were both too short to reach to pull down the gate! Someone else helped us though. I finally left Cleveland about 7:15. Uneventful drive home, although I stopped multiple times to keep myself awake. Got home at 12:45 am. Long, Long day.
But, I still got to see my grandson. He is getting so big. He talks non stop. I got to read him stories while we were waiting for the boyfriend to replace the car battery.
I’m thankful for just about everything yesterday. Thankful I was there so I could help out. Thankful I could get her a battery, otherwise she would have just kept jumping it and I worry. Thankful for the time I had with my loves. Thankful they weren’t in the house when it caught fire. Thankful that someone helped us with the freight elevator. Thankful for a safe trip. Thankful to get home to bed.
Don’t forget to Shop Small today!
First, I want to say thank you to Ionia for allowing me to share with all of her loyal readers.
Second, I would like to remind everyone to Shop Small this Weekend. It is so important to support local small businesses. Of course I have a little more motive than just being a good guy. My daughter owns one of those small businesses as a fashion designer. In fact, I would like to direct you to her latest blog post about this very subject. Really, go here and check out what is going on. And if you happen to be in the Cleveland area, you can even check it out in person. She has all sorts of wonderful designs for the ladies in your lives. And ties for the men. Plus there are discounts codes available on her blog post. Tidal Cool Creations are fresh, innovative and affordable fashions (and…
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I’m reading Ani’s book now. It makes me smile. You should pick it up too for an easy enjoyable read. Besides Ani really does need that tennis ball launcher.
She may not have noticed that’s a bit contradictory… I won’t tell her. She’s upset enough as it is. She’s wandering round muttering things like, “Might have ruddy known…” and making little growly sounds like Hrmph!
Well, she started it, letting me write on here… is it my fault my posts do better than hers? I am, of course, much more photo-whatsit than she is… my pics are much prettier! ‘Course, she hasn’t told my boy yet that my post has done better than his post too…. Well, he was only talking about possums or some such… something like that anyway. I don’t know about possums…
I’m not sure the ball guy will be best pleased either… Not when he sees “Notes from a Small Dog” is outselling all their books…. Still a long way from the automatic tennis ball…
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It’s almost time. But you can get the first two books right now. Only $2 for both!
Part 1 of the Opening Scene of Allure of the Gypsies:
Dawn has barely emerged when the deadly Weapon Dragons swoop from the sky and wake the gypsy caravan with their steely roars. The smoky, metallic hides of these beasts drip fresh dew upon their prey as they attack. Gusts of wind from their immense wings flip over wagons and smash tents against the trees as the two dragons circle the caravan. The monsters wait for panic to set in before landing and lazily slaughtering the gypsies with their mouths and claws. Within minutes, the gypsy wagons are nothing more than shattered wreckage. Bodies of small children and the elderly, who were hiding inside the wagons, are scattered across the devastation. The warriors of the caravan are beginning to organize when a quake passes through the battlefield. Women scream as zombies rise from the moist earth. The undead horde…
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Today I am most thankful for my WordPress friends. You are the best family a blogger could have. We laugh together. We cry together. We occasionally let off steam. Thank you for being you. I love you all.