Beach Hut, Ecks Os, and a Birfday Song for Stef

All is right in the world once again. Meaning: Stef is back where I can harass her on a daily basis (sometimes more), Saara is back where she’s communicatable again (is that even a word? I almost used communicable, but the only way I’ve ever heard that used is partnered with disease, as in communicable disease, and I certainly don’t want to imply that she is that when she’s anything but), and I’m back to doing lame-brained idiotic things.

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‘Nilla Puddin’

Life is good. Guuuuud. Steffi is back in the U.S. (we spent 1 hr. 30 min. on the phone tonight catching up), our power is still on, we balanced our budget for month-end July and M didn’t scowl at the computer screen and shake his head and I didn’t cry a single tear (wooo hooo! we made up $24!), Zozo went down like a dream (like she always does, awesome kid that she is), and now M is makin’ me some ‘nilla puddin’. I gots my cat sitting here and a glass of ice cold milk waiting. The air conditioner kicks on regularly, keeping our home at a comfortable 76 degrees. What could be better?!

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More Stein Boxes!

Worked on the basement today, while M worked on Christmas. I found more A-B stein boxes. Sheesh. We’re going to need to rent a storage unit just for those. I also found:

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Red-y To Help

Beans and I got our mani/pedis last night. Well, I got a mani/pedi, Beans got just a pedi. Our toes are happy. I went with Dutch Tulips on the toes and a classic french on the fingers. To keep them looking good, of course, I can’t do any dishes for awhile. (Hint hint M!)

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Home Sweet Electrically Powered Home

We have power!!!! After 8 days, and staying at two other houses (thank you Grandma Frank and Mom & Dad Z), we have a house in which everything turns on and runs as it’s supposed to. There is no sweeter sound than that of the air conditioner kicking on.

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