Wasp Workers

Just look at these  busy bees wasp workers!        All up under my soffit, like they own it, or something.

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Very very scary!!

Bonus!      You can see some of the roofing problems, that existed before Irma.

Then, they started a second colony.      Apparently the first one wasn’t big and scary enough.

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2nd colony.

Even more bonus:  More pre-existing roof damage.       No longer need to wonder why the roof sprang a leak during the storm, do we??

This is the truly frightening one.        It’s inside the porch!! 

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Oh no!! Inside the porch!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

😦

Lots more nests:

Not AS worried about these, still not happy they’re there of course!


That’s when I realized I really had to do something!        The next place was gonna be inside!          So, I put out the SOS to our guys.        PopPop was the first to run to the store.

 Thanks, PopPop!       The lives you saved had your own blood!

Here’s the gruesome scenes, of my attacks.

Sadly, NOT, none of the wasps survived.

Not enough corpses for ya?          Here’s some more.

I just love seeing dead bugs!!       Of any variety!

Wasp workers wasted!!          Mwuahahaha!


An 8 house post:  Brought to you by the letter “W”, and bug spray.

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Buh Bye Bob!

Okay, since I can not figure out what to do with water Bob, and PopPop has given me permission to break up with him in any way I see fit, it’s buh bye, Bob!        Now to break it to him.


Bob, it’s not you, it’s me.

Well, ok, it is you.

When we first met, I felt like you were the perfect one!     So nicely groomed, and packaged!    So precisely folded!      So useful!!

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My new man!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But then, after we carried our relationship to the next level, you just sat there, wishy washy, as if you were filled with liquid, or something!        I need someone who is sturdy, and dependable!

True, you stayed in place, and never left me, but what a cold fish you were!!     I need more warmth than you provided.

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Once the crisis was over, you deflated like a balloon.      I need someone who can stand beside me, come what may, both good and bad!

You never once gave me any compliments, or responded verbally in any way, when I spoke to you.        I have to have conversation!!         The strong silent type is not for me!!

And I really hate to mention this part, but you need to know.      Your hygiene wasn’t the best, at the end.         You didn’t finish drying off after your shower, and there was a …                                         I have to say it…… a slight mustiness about you.           When I make an effort to stay clean, and fresh smelling for you; the very least you could do is show me the same courtesy! 

 Then, you just stayed in the corner, all balled up, like a useless blob of nothingness.     

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Bob is a big, blobbing bother now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Get up, and do something, man!!           I have my own depression issues, I really don’t have time, or energy to be your caretaker!!

Maybe next time, things will work out for you.       It was nice knowing you.

Buh bye Bob!! 


An Irma post, brought to you by the letter “B”, and water.

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Pre Preps

Pre preps for imminent, irritation Irma are on going this weekend.  I’m writing this on my phone Sunday night, as my desktop apparently decided it was time to desert this earthly travail.    Argh!!          (update:   Monday it came back to life, after I gave it mouth to USB port resuscitation!)

Talk about frustration!   How am I supposed to blog about hurricane preps on my tiny little phone keyboard??   Vewwy vewwy cawefully!!

Anyway, I took pix, and since I’m on my phone, they should be easier to insert.    Let’s hope!!

Water is always a first essential.    Got it covered.

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Fresh water- yay!

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My new best friend!

TY PopPop!              That’s for drinking.

Second essential is potty. Got that covered:

(I was gonna take a pic of all the tp, but you know what it looks like!)

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Flush water- sooooo important!!

Next is food.

Brownies!!         Then peach Coke- of course!           I think that’s all we need.       ( I have lots of other food, it’s just not that important!   lol)

Lights:

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Lights- check!


DD1 took babies out of state.  So I know they’re safe.   DD2 was already out of state, so all’s good there.

XH had to evac his mobile, so I demanded asked him over here.   After all, somebody’s got to piggyback my fat butt outta here if the flooding is too bad!   Plus he has a 4×4 truck!

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Us!     Partying like it’s Hurricane Charley!

(He certainly seems to be happy to be here, doing all the prep work, doesn’t he???)


PopPop is safe at his work.

Grandmama’s building IS a shelter.  So she’s all good.   She’s having a sleepover with friends, in the laundry room!

Sister’s house is Cat 4 rated, so her and kids are safe.   Bubba and Shirley have a sturdy block house, so they’re good.

Let’s see who did I forget??   Oh yeah, Rose was already overseas, so she’s good.   And neighbor Jeannette went to a safe place as well.

All’s well that ends well, for us.    God protected us!!  

Praying for the millions still without power, and that lost their homes.

And still praying for Texas, and Louisiana.

Thanks everybody for all the prayers for us!!

❤  ❤  ❤


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Rut Roh- Rotten

Rotten rotten refridge. Rut-roh!!        How did this happen??          

On first glance, very very quick first glance!         It looks like I eat wonderfully well.   After all, there’s fresh grapes, broccoli, and orange!

Apparently I’d gotten a hot tip on the upcoming sour cream shortage, and I meant to be prepared!

slob, humor, never too much sour cream  No such thing as too much sour cream!!

But, the fridge was not working right.       We kept turning up the dial, but then later, it would be back down again.          PP, are you playing tricks on us????

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It’s here, but that’s about all I can say for it!

And the freezer never had kept anything frozen, the whole time we’ve lived here.           It’s really embarrassing, the number of popsicles, and ice cream bars I had to throw away.          I couldn’t remember it wasn’t cold enough??           Really??  

But DD1 had her fridge, from her other house, so we were okay.      Just very annoying to have to go out to the laundry room for milk!!

(Which I thought I had a pic of, but apparently don’t.  sigh)

But, finally enough was enough, and DD1 asked PopPop, to change them out for us. Which he obligingly did.         (Thank you dolly, for saving his back!!        Not you, Dolly!) After they purged all the contents,  of course.     😦

Now DD1’s is in the kitchen, on the left, and the landlord’s is on the porch, on the right. (Wonder how long it will stay there before I remember to ask him to come get it???)

 

Ooops!          Gotta get my purple hippo magnet!            He can’t have that!

But no more rotten food!!        Hurray for fresher fridges!!

 

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RIP Recliner

I sat in the recliner, and gave a little, sideways, jerking twitch, to move it over away from the wall.      Which I have done many, many times before.     And to my surprise, the back came half way off!!

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Oopsie! That’s a problem!

Thankfully, XH was here, and put it back on, but warned me to be careful.       Of course, I promised I would.

Friday, I was holding PPJr, and rocking her to sleep.     When her lights went out, I leaned to the side, and pulled up the lever, to recline.    

To my horror, and her terror, we both fell backwards, almost to the floor!

(I was too traumatized to take a pic, even later.      I just averted my eyes, from that whole corner, outta respect for the chair’s pain, and pride.)

I jumped up, as fast as I can, holding a 28 lb screaming baby, and came into my room.   I’m so grateful someone gave me this rocker, as a housewarming gift!!

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1 solid piece!! No detachable parts!

Finally soothed the baby back to sleep, and put her down in bed.       I climbed in beside her, and nodded off to sleep myself.       We both slept for 2 hours.     I guess it took that long to recover from the trauma!!

And the recliner stayed there, backless.      Gaping wide open, in pain, and humiliated.  

Till Sunday night, when PopPop, (SF) came over.      I begged him to see if he could help it in any way.

Happily, he was able to put the back on again.    

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All better!!

  But he warned me that I had bent the supports…..      So, I’m thinking it’s only a matter of time…..

 

Seven Seconds Shade

Y’all, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!     And this time I know fer sure, it’s not a train!       I’ve been de-cluttering, and purging the house for  …   how many months now???        And after almost 13 hours, I’m still not done!!

So, anyways, today we’ve got it made it in the shade, porch shade, that is.

Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds Sequel  

Seven Seconds Scullery 

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Seven Seconds Scullery Scrape

Seven Seconds Scullery Scaffolding

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Seven Seconds Sisters’ Scene

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Seven Seconds Shed

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Seven Seconds Sinking

Seven Seconds Second Sinking

Seven Seconds Shade- today’s shady deal

My porch hasn’t been touched in, oh a year or so??     For PP’s last birthday, July!!  PopPop cleaned it up, to put up her castle.  

(Insert castle pic here.)

Just in case I forget to take a pic of her own castle, here’s one very nearly like it.

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Just like PP’s.     Except, it’s not hers.

BUT!!    He didn’t get rid of anything!    He just rearranged it.       (I don’t want to call him a hoarder, or anything……   but he still has every piece of Tupperware his mother ever touched.     And  lots more stuff, that we will just pretend doesn’t exist.      This is my tell-all blog, not his spill-my-guts-involuntarily-for-me-why-don’t-you-Melinda expose!!    So, nuff said.)

SO, here’s the hideous situation to begin:

AAAARRRGGGHH!!     I went to plug my phone in, to upload the pix, and the camo colored cord is missing!!      Complete and utter panic!!!!!        What do I do now?????

Ok, ok, calm down!       NOW!!      Breathe……

(Text DD1 in a panic, since she’s the only other one who uses this computer.       SF uses his TV, as a monitor, in the living room.)        Whew!!      It’s in Vanronica, which is right outside.        Alright, I can un-panic now!


Short station break while I huff and puff my way outside, and back.         Talk amongst yourselves.       Or have an ice cream bar!

Here we go.      Gratuitous selfie of said missing cord.        Such a happy, smiling cord!

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Smile! You’re on Camo Cord!

Now, we can finally begin the post!!   (382 words in….)

As I was saying…. SO, here’s the hideous situation to begin:   

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Shady stuff

Ok, I think you’ve got a good idea now, of the titanic job we were facing.     Didja notice the sand on the floor?      PP is a true Floridian, and wants her toes in be in the sand, at ALL times!       This was AFTER I’d already given away the white stand, and sewing machine in it!

One of the 2 black chairs was broken, so I asked XH to throw it away.    He asked which one, so I told him “Sit on it!”      Then he was able to figure it out.       😉

A mountain of pillow stuffing/fake snow for Christmas villages rained down into trash bags.       The baby walker went rolling right into Vanronica, followed by so much stuff, I can’t even name it all!!

Here’s the Salvation Army haul for this time:

Yay!     More donations!!

XH, DD1, and I worked for an hour and a half!       3 x 1.5 = 4.5 (wo)man hours.     Wow!!   After XH swept, it looked gorgeous!!       

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Sweep it clean!

 We all stood there dumbstruck that the porch was this big!   We were so used to seeing it piled high with junk, we forgot how nice it really is!

So nice and clean!       And suddenly spacious even!!

Previous Time: 12 hr 58 min

Plus Today’s 4 hr 30 min

Equals :   The envelope please!!     17 hr 28 min

Holy Cow!  I knew 7 was Waaaaay too little, but 17??   Really??

And still more bathroom, 1 bedroom, and the workshop to go!!

I hope I get it all done before I move again!      (Oops!    Let the cat outta the bag!!    Moving posts to come soon!)

 

Seven Seconds Scullery Skippy

Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds Sequel

Seven Seconds Scullery

Seven Seconds Scullery Spices

Seven Seconds Scullery Scape

Seven Seconds Scullery Sunder

Seven Seconds Scullery Scrape

Seven Seconds Scullery Scaffolding

Seven Seconds Scullery Second Scraping

SS Scullery Scrapings, Scobblelotcher

Seven Seconds Sisters’ Scene

Seven Seconds Scullery Skippy

Back to the scullery today.      I told ya I wasn’t done in there yet!!

We’re gonna work on- guess it if you can!!        

Sippy cups!      

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The test subjects for today.

And baby bottles:

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Buh bye, baby bottles!

                                                                                                                          And baby spoons.

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Waaay too many baby spoons!! PPJr can’t use the long handled ones to feed herself.

Here is the drawer they came from, 

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Plastics drawer.

well, some were in the sink, to be honest.  

Sippy cups that leak have been the bane of my existence for, oh, 3 and a half years now!!         We keep trying, and trying to find one that lives up to it’s advertising of not leaking!!

This one guaranteed “Doesn’t leak!”  

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Guaranteed not to leak! it said.

Yeah, right!!      First time PP used it, she dropped it square on it head.         Results?       A spectacular huge puddle!       (DD1 wanted PP to start using regular cups, instead of sippys, but I said No!!       So, PopPop got this one.        Really, why did I even bother insisting on a sippy???         And why oh why didn’t we save the receipt???)          So, that was a wash, as in, I had to wash the milk off the floor, from the epic fail.)

These lost their lids, somehow.      How does that happen????

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Poor headless cups.

So, here are the ones headed for the scrap heap/recycling bin:

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Buh bye!!

PopPop came in, and was deeply offended that all the bottles, and so many sippys were headed out the door.       “Why?  What’s wrong with them?     Why aren’t you donating them??”

Well, the bottles lost their place in the house, because PPJr is a year old now, and should be weaned off bottles.    And we did it cold turkey, so….         And they aren’t worth donating, cuz you can buy bottles at the dollar store!     And I’m tired of dadgum leaky sippys that leave messes in their wake!      I notice you don’t have them over to your house, eating and drinking!      And the spoons are being donated, because PPJr would give herself an at-home tonsillectomy, with those long handles!

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See ya spoons!

Aaaaahhh, so much better now!       PopPop finally was persuaded to let go of the rejected ones.       His hand hovered over the blue bin so long, I thought he was frozen in space!      He is a very frugal man, and it hurts him deeply to throw away perfectly good stuff.           Except they weren’t perfectly good in use!!

So, since we only have a few left that really work, time to go shopping for more!!!    (Of the ones that truly don’t leak.)

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Sippys in sink.

But, I best not say that out loud in PopPop’s presence!

Total House Time Before Today:  7 hr 43 min.

Plus Today’s Scullery Skippy: 15 min.       (Was that ALL??          Really??      Yep, really!)

Total House Time So Far: 7 hrs 58 min.

Second Seven Seconds Sequel

The series so far:

Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds

As you probably remember, I didn’t get finished with the living room in an hour.  Shocker.   Therefore, this sequel is needed.

The timer stands at 1 hour, 3 minutes.      And the tree is still up, and the recliner is still full of clothes.      sigh    

Yesterday, while the girls were here, I made sure I told PP that Christmas was over.     “Chwissmas obeh??”        Yes, Darling,  Christmas is over for now.        We will have Christmas again later, at the end of the year.           “Chwissmas obeh??”    she repeated, still in shock.       Yes, baby, it is.

So, I had her take the last 3 ornaments off the tree, and put them away in the tub.      I hoped that letting her do the final step, would help her transition from Christmas to “not Chwissmas.”

Time elapsed: 10 minutes.        She was a bit reluctant!

Then I had her help me recycle a stack of flattened boxes off the dining room table.     (Oops!       That’s not living room!        Well, it kinda is, so let it alone.)

Time elapsed: 30 minutes.        Why so long??        Well, we had to load the boxes into our arms.   7 minutes, because she wanted to hold ALL the boxes!    And she couldn’t, so after we she picked them up off the floor, we had to start over.      Then, I have to take the stairs slow, another 5 minutes.     Opening the recycling, and her putting the boxes in, 18 minutes.  Are you serious???         Yep!      She is very methodical about her work!      Each box had to go in separately.       Apparently they were singles, not mates.     (Box, not sox, Jen!)

Gwandma Wose came over to help me load the girls into Vanronica.      PP had to be sure and inform her that “Chwissmas  obeh, and Sanna gone.”

The timer is now up to 1 hour, 43 minutes.

And the call went out to my men.       I need help putting the tree away, guys!

Tonight, my trusty helper, SF answered the call!       He came, he conquered!        The Christmas tree is sadly packed away for another year.

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Another 15 minutes added on.      It would have been less, but he had to walk all the way across the WHOLE porch, into the workshop!       Poor guy!      His feet must have blisters on ’em now!

An hour, and 58.

Oh yeah! I almost forgot what Pop did!     He brought in the front door wreath, and entombed  buried  placed it in the storage tub.     1 1/2 mins.          I think we’ll just round up there!

 

Oh no!!!       We forgot to pack up the “angel” tree topper!!

slob, humor, "angel" tree topper       Please dear GOD let PP forget this by Dec!!!         Too bad, it’s trash now!!

Time: 2 hours on the dot!!      I knew it!      And we’re STILL not done!

Hopefully we will all survive the deprivation of Christmas, for the next 11 months!

The last tackle: the recliner full of clothes, or as I like to call it, “the clothes hamper in the living room.”       I want so bad! to just end the post now.      But, gotta get it dun dun.     (Anybody else hear Mama say “DO IT NOW!!”  ????)

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And, I hate ta tell ya this, but…          What?          You forgot something else.           What??           Look up.          slob, humor, "all the holidays" shelf

Oh, bother!   Well, that’s just gonna have to go with the dining room part!        Putting up the laundry is all I’m gonna be able to do this month  week   day  hour.

(Work, sweat, pant, huff, puff, stomp, hang, fold, put away…)

Only 11 minutes??     Are you kiddin me??         Wow, that’s amazing!         Just don’t let Shirley find out that you put the woven basket of hand-me-down clothes in the girls’ room to sort out later!              Shhhh!     Blabbermouth!

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There!!       Doesn’t that look so much better!        I culled out 3 items- 1 pr pants that were so tight, PP couldn’t even get her calves in- but they were 6x! Her size!       I know, I know!!   And a sweater that PPJr had to wear one day, as an emergency, but is too big!       And a 10-12 Christmas shirt.     They all went into the “Can these be worn later by a growing baby/girl?” part of my closet.

Final total for living room: 2 hours, 11 minutes.      (The clothes I stashed in their room will just have to go on their total!)

Time to reward myself!!       zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Cookie Chaos Calmed

The cookie chaos lasted WAY too long!!         WE (and by we I mean they!) made the cookies on Sat. Dec. 13th.

And the table was still a mess on Dec. 22,

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but I was supposed to have it cleaned up by Christmas, so I could have people over.    Sadly, I found out on Christmas Eve, that only DD2, the girls, and Pop Pop were coming, so I knew I had more time to get it clean!    (NO ONE should ever tell me that people are NOT coming!! It just leads to no good!!)

Wanna know when I FINALLY got it all cleaned up?      Fri. Jan. 6!     And then ONLY because we were FINALLY having our family Christmas at Mama’s!       (hangs head in shame)      I knew if I didn’t get Mama’s rolling pins, cookie sheets and cutters back to her, her head was probably gonna explode!

So, I washed all the cookie cutters.

And the rolling pins.    And the cookies sheets, and cooling racks.

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And the table.    

Ok, Pop Pop washed the table for me.    ANYWAYS, the table was washed.     Does it really MATTER who did it????

Yeah for a finally clean, and clear table!!slob, humor, cleared table

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes, I know the hearts, but they are glued on there, and I for one don’t have want to spend the time scraping them up!!

strange struggle

Right now, I’m struggling to post every day, due to circumstances going on.   Namely, having to babysit 2 grand babies, while my daughter, (DD1) works full time, without a vehicle!   Which mean Vanronica is running her little legs tires off!   And as taxi driver, I have to get up early, and stay awake late, to get everyone where they need to be on time!

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We keep having sitter troubles, for one reason or another.  In Poor Post, I talked about the outrageous cost of day care.   There is help, but to get help, you first have to be working.   And to be working, you first have to have day care!!    Quite a fine catch 22 there!

And babysitting full time, or part-time even, is physically stressful for me, due to all my physical problems.  

I still haven’t posted about my latest fall, over a month ago now, or very much about my groin problem, which makes it difficult to even get up outta my recliner, much less get up with an 18 lb. baby in my arms!!   Sometimes, even when I do manage to pull myself upright, I can’t take a step, and just fall back into the recliner.   So, I need help whenever I have my darlings over.  And, requiring help makes it stressful on whoever is helping!   2 of my helpers, PopPop, and Rose, work full time themselves.

Anyway, when I have the girls, they require my constant attention.   Then, on my “off” days, all I want to do is sleep.   Last Sunday, I slept 22 of the 24 hours!!

So, cleaning the house, doing laundry, etc, falls to the wayside.  (And to my shame and embarrassment, it also means Kim’s Kwilt isn’t done either.   Poor girl!   Will she EVER be able to sleep under it??   I’ve learned the hard way, sewing when I’m tired only leads to double the work.)

And blogging??  As much as I love it, it falls way down on the priority list.  It bothers me to not have posts lined up, but I’m fully confident in my choices to put my daughter, and grand daughters first.   Blogging is NOT my life, they are.   Even though blogging is an important part of my life.

God is priority one, but I have even slipped some there.  On my “on” days, sometimes I don’t get up early enough to read my Bible, and pray first thing.   And, I’ve missed church the last 2 Sundays, because it was the only day I had to sleep.  God knows I can’t function in a state of sleep deprivation for very long.  Then, when I fall into bed at night, I’m so tired, my prayers are shortened, and then I’m zonked out.

I’m not saying all this to complain.   Just explaining what’s up with me lately.  Ya’ll know I’m nothing if not transparent!   Messes, warts and all!  I’ll tell ya more than ya ever wanted to know about what’s going on in my life!!

And exhaustion causes me to eat worse too,

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The vast vat was almost empty when I remembered to stop and take the pic. Should I get another one to retake the pic???

slob, humor, ice cream sandwiches

These are ice cream sandwiches.

 

So then I feel worse, and the cycle goes on…

But, loving, and taking care of my 4 girls, (even though I’m too far away from DD2 to do anything physically for her, I love her and pray for her) is the right choice, and priority right now.   After all, PP and PPJr will only be little for 18 years!!  Lol

So, if I miss a day or two here and there, please bear with me.   I know y’all will, cuz y’all are the best!!   I try really hard to stay caught up, but something has to give.

Now that I’ve written this tome, I need to go do the dishes.   But, instead, I’ll probably go to bed!!  After all, dirty dishes will still be there tomorrow, a well rested me might not be!   (And yes, Claremary, I have used paper plates lately.  They just don’t make bottles and sippy cups in paper!!   Or pots…)