Summertime…
I’m not sayin’ nothin’, I’m just sayin’ that our new deck umbrella is awesome. It really is. We got one of these bad boys, like the one you see over to your left. Sweet. It tilts and twists and so now finally we can sit on our deck when the sun is out. And, there’s a mosquito net that you can put up around it. We tested it out last night and it ruled.
Cost an arm and a leg, but I don’t mind limping so much now. At least I’m cooler.
And yet there lingers the unfinished task of applying the new coat of stain to the deck. We had to strip it because the finish was literally pealing off for some bizarre reason. I refused to wear gloves when doing it and the nails on my left hand turned yellow and began forcibly peeling upward until I agressively applied lotion to them. They’re still a little freaky, but it’s getting better. The skin on my left index finger began to harden somewhar at the tip as well, but, as with the nails, that condition is improving. Next time I’ll wear gloves.
During the bug net trials, I nearly had a disaster. We were chatting up the neighbors, who we both get a sneaky may be swingers, and drinking, of all drinks, Skip and Go Nakeds. Thiose have vodka, beer and lemonade concentrate in them. Tasty little things, but the lemonade concentrate has way too much acid in it for me and I began getting one of my famous heartburn episodes. I drank a marguerita on an empty stomach once and it reduced me to tears in the restaurant. Those types of attacks feel as though someone’s putting lit cigarettes out on my stomach wall. Then the acid rises, I breathe it and my asthma gets bad. This began last night, but our neighbor rescued me by fetching me Tums. I took ten chewables before getting relief. Then I was fine. And bug bite free.
Yeah, that’s about it. Just a quick ramble.
I’ll leave you with a popen I just dug up. It sorta cracks me up. Modblog Days, people.
Unbridled Vanity.
You are a toad.
A toad with no wits or grace,
only bumpy skin and a really big mouth.
But if the world turns into a swamp
you’ll thrive and I’ll die.
That would be depressing.
It’s a slim chance, but
to prevent that
I’ll crush you with my car.
Lastly, I got a new toy. No more electrics for this kid, I just suck at them and they require electricity. Here’s what someone that can play has to say about them.
Red out.
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So you had a seventies moment. Did you wear tye dye and go to a key party too?? I hear swapping is coming back…
I totally dig the umbrella, although we’ve not had enough sun to need one this summer.