Saw Red. . .

To be honest, this week and I are not getting along.
I cannot account it to one thing in particular – it just seems like tons of little things are piling up.
But, I just about ran into the straw that broke the camels back.

WARNING: RANT AHEAD
We have a small kitchen area at work.
It is not a room.
It is a counter with a sink and microwaves that is visible from just about everywhere.
There is a sign that says “Please return your dishes to the cafeteria.”

There are times when you see dirty dishes sitting there (used to be a huge problem and stink, but not such a big issue anymore).
I take my silverware/water glass to the cafeteria every morning, so they do sit on my desk overnight.
To be honest, if I am about to be out for vacation / holiday / etc, I may leave a spoon there before I leave in the evening. But, I also grab big piles when I see them to offset the two pieces of silverware that I have left for someone else during the year.

Fast forward to today.
I have a system when heating up my lunches.
I put it in, go to the ladies’ room and (if I have a frozen lunch in for two minutes) am back before it is done. You know. . .Multi-tasking.

Today, I have soup – so instead of two minutes, I am only using the microwave for one (but there is another free microwave and no line...And I hurried!).
As MBB will tell you, I like a little soup with my crackers.
So, I stir my soup and crackers and since I don’t want my spoon sitting on the dirty counter, I lay it on my soup can while I am gone…Right next to the microwave that is currently running with my soup in it.

Remember, I am not getting along with this week, so I’m already not in the greatest of moods.

I get back and someone put their dirty silverware on top of my soup can and MY SPOON.

They didn’t put them by the sink where dirty dishes are sometimes left.
It isn’t the end of the day when the café is closed, so they, in my opinion, are just being lazy.
It wasn't something smelly, so they could have left it at their desk until they go back to the cafe tomorrow.
What they did do was added it to the pile of someone who is obviously heating up their lunch and getting ready to eat.

I now understand what someone means when they say they SAW RED.

Namaste.

Big Bang Theory

Our family has one show that we all like.
So much, in fact, that we have begun to quote lines from it randomly.

Tonight, OB came down while I was sanding drywall and randomly dropped a line:
I'm rooting for the Sun (just like Sheldon).

Then I looked in the mirror and realized that it wasn't so random.
Namaste.

New Toys. . .

It seems like MBB always gets some new toys when we are remodeling.
That's okay by me! Really!!!

But I should mention, if I haven't already, that I don't care for drywall mudding.
Really, I can't stand it.
But as my handsome husband is a little OCD about mudding and I would like it done sometime this century, I now am the official mudder of the family.
The title doesn't make the job any better.

I am getting a little better. . .
Still not as good as Luke, but I do see improvement from wall to wall.
Though - I can't take personal credit for the improvement on the last wall. . .
I had help from MY new toys!
Yep, I got new toys for our remodeling!
I'll just try to forget that I got the toys because I am the official mudder.
But at least the corners are a bit easier to do now.

Namaste.

Fun!

We hooked up to city water just under three years ago.
For two and a half years, we didn't have any issues with our plumbing. . .
So MBB decided to finish that job and cement in the hole in the wall.

Suddenly, we now have a drip.
Yep, about three months after the job was finished.

Like how we were tracking how bad the leak is?
The picture that I cannot share because I couldn't bring myself to take a picture (okay - I didn't want to ruin my camera) is when this small drip became a spewing nightmare.
Yep, we quickly learned what the emergency number is for our water department and found out exactly where our water meter is and how to turn off the water line.
Did I mention that our drip was at the entrance to our home - JUST INCHES BEFORE OUR MAIN TURN-OFF (Look to the right side of the picture - it was SOOOOO close!)?
Yep, fun times!

The good news - MBB fixed the nightmare, I mean drip, and now we are dry again.
No picture. . .Sorry. Not much interesting about a plumbing part - other than it's name. . .Shark Bite. Expensive, but after what we went through - WORTH IT!

On a brighter note. . .
Like our new door handles?
Prettiest part of one of the rooms still under construction.
Namaste.

Rubble to. . . Non Rubble?

It started out as the base of a shower we no longer wanted. . .
Okay, we never wanted it.
Unfortunately, the original builder poured it when he poured the basement floor, so our only option was a jackhammer!

Such a wonderful mess! NOTAfter quite a long time of MBB trying to make it perfect (note: it is not perfect cause I did the final run at it), we now have two nicer looking drains in our basement than we had before.

Gotta love remodeling - never know what you are going to get into next or what new power tool you will have to rent.

Namaste.

The Last Smile

Here is OB's last smile. . . Don't ask me why blogger keeps turning my pictures! AUGH. . . Why you might ask? He was about to be very depressed. And swore he would not smile again for two years. Namaste.

Lost Another Good One

I have a soft spot in my heart for law enforcement.
I tear up when I hear of law enforcement who die while working to keep our streets safe.

It tugs at my heart even more when it is someone from my hometown.
Someone who walked the halls of my school that same time I did. I looked through some old yearbooks and marveled at how she, at 40, still looked so much like she did in high school.

It affects me as I feel our mutual friends' pain.
Some of the memories being shared bring tears to my eye. . .

It grabs at my heart that we are both newly weds.
To have found love and have it taken away so quickly. . .
The fear grips me when I think of her husband and kids and it makes me hug my new husband and new kids even tighter.

It tears me up to see law enforcement from around the globe banding together.
The UK reported on this on-line and calls have been received from as far away as Australia.
Officers from other areas are covering shifts so that everyone can pay their respects - that brings tears to my eyes even as I type the words.

"Rest in peace Warrior, we have the watch from here."
- a Patrolman from the Mount Sterling Police Department

It hurts that I cannot pay my respects when her funeral procession drives by and goes to the village where I grew up. I can only image how long that procession will be and I wonder how/if all of the cars will even be able to fit in the small village.
I come from a small community that bands together. One that will line the road to pay respects. One that does not drive by a procession because that is just not done. One that will send this good one off with all of the respect that she deserves.

I do realize that the last time I saw her was 21 years ago at her high school graduation - walking across that stage. I don't have any memories of us together - I can't even say that we had a relationship. But there are many connections and degrees of separations. . .
It still hurts and I still have a tear for a life lost.

I will be watching from affair thanks to the on-line media.
I wish we had not lost another good one.

RIP
Deputy Suzanne M. Bauer Waughtel Hopper

Bad Situation Obit Photos Good One

Namaste.