Throwback Thursday

I’ve been trying to think of something to write about today. But then it happened. My son came over to mow and do some much needed yard work because Goddess knows I am unable to do it and Dad shouldn’t be out in the heat.

When my favorite son was finished he was famished and I just happened to have made some homemade burritos the day before. (The last time I called him my favorite son, I was reamed a new one for playing favorites! Hello, he is my ONLY son!) While he ate I got to thinking about him as a kid, growing up and becoming a man.

He wouldn’t like his photos being seen by everyone so I decided to just share one of my chubby little one year old boy literally shoved in that little tub, and one of the two of us at his graduation!

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Of course, he’s in his 30’s now, married to a lovely young lady and they have a little boy together. I’m very proud to be his mom. He just about gave me a few heart attacks growing up, but that’s normal, right?

Big Boxes

When I was a little girl my first grade teacher had a wonderful idea. She just happened to have a big refrigerator box that she made into a little “house” for her students when they were good. She flipped that box upside down, placed it over a vacant school desk, and cut a door and window in it. The outside was painted with flowers and smiley faces and such things. I was always good but somehow I never got my turn.

I dreamed that some day I would have a humongous box, that would sit in my front yard. I would live in that box, and I would invite all the children in the neighborhood to come visit. I would be the most popular girl in school! That box would have a front door and a back door, with several windows. I don’t know what I thought would come in that big of a box but I was sure my parents would buy whatever it was just so I could live in it! I sure had a wild imagination but didn’t we all?

I was trying to find a photo of something similar to what my 1st grade teacher did but holy crayoli, look at the ideas I found! I made a Pinterest Board of Refrigerator Box Playhouse ideas just so I could share with you! These boxes are more elaborate than anything we had in the 1st grade and definitely more than my little girl self ever imagined! Check them out! Maybe you can create something for your toddlers or your young school age child for quiet study! Have fun!

Refrigerator Box Playhouses

 

Throwback Thursday

I took these photos way back in 2011. We didn’t have a lot of snow that year, just a few inches, but it was very cold! There was ice about an inch thick on the branches of the trees and we had huge icicles hanging from the eaves of our roof. When the sun came out, the ice on the branches began to melt. We could hear the ice crackling and the water dripping. The sun sparkled through the branches of the trees. Then it slowly froze up again. It made for some rather awesome photos!

My oldest grandson was almost 3 at the time. He loved being out in the cold, playing in the snow and going for walks. This was back when I was able to take walks. I sure miss it.

I wonder what Old Man Winter will bring us this season?

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The Ex-Files – The Van

You may recall my post about my ex and his so-called automotive paint job. You ain’t heard nothing yet. Hold onto your hats, boys and girls. I have many stories to tell.

I can’t recall the exact year, but I think it was around 1989-1990, and CP was laid off again. I was still doing Day Care in our home, working my ass off trying to keep us fed and the lights on. All the while CP sat on his ass doing absolutely nothing. When he did do something, it was usually just to go “shoot the shit” with his cousins. Even if he had a job to do for someone, like the van he said he could get running for the friend of a friend of his.

I don’t remember all the details but I do remember the van needed the drive shaft installed. CP had made a deal with the owner that if all of the parts were supplied then he would do the work for (I think) $100 and it would have been a great deal but it didn’t work out quite right.

CP got most of the work done but left the drive shaft laying under the van because he needed a bolt or two to install it. He told the owner of the van he needed the bolts, where he could get them, and how much they were. Just a few bucks apiece, mind you. CP waited a few days for the owner to bring him the bolts. He called him again and reminded the guy that he still needed those bolts. (I think the owner told CP to just get the bolts and he would reimburse him later.) This went on for months. I don’t know what was said in the phone conversations but someone was an asshole and I’m sure it wasn’t the owner of the van!

The drive shaft lay under that van for several months. CP waited for the bolts. One time, my Dad asked CP what he needed and how much it might cost. CP told him the bolts were just a few bucks apiece. Dad asked him why he didn’t just go get the damn bolts himself so he could get the job done. CP told him, “That wasn’t the deal. The owner was supposed to get all the parts and I was supposed to do the work.” So, the van sat there.

One Fall afternoon, I was cleaning up the yard. There were leaves and debris everywhere, including the driveway. I raked up leaves and then got the hose out to water the flowerbeds and rinse down the driveway. CP had a freakin’ conniption fit about me getting that drive shaft wet! I just stood there for a few seconds waiting for him to think about what he just said. Nothing. I said, “Do you honestly think it doesn’t get wet when it rains? Water flows downward and the driveway is sloped! Do you think the rain goes around the drive shaft?” Sheesh. I mean, seriously. The drive shaft may have been protected from rain falling directly on top of it but t’s not like I was aiming for it. I was hosing around the damn thing. Sure, I was getting it wet, but no worse than if it were raining. And it was already a bit rusty from sitting out in the weather for months!

CP never did get the bolts that were needed for that job. The owner came with a tow truck to get the van months later and never paid CP a red cent, regardless of the work he may have done. Serve CP right. He made his own bad reputation by the way he did things, or didn’t do things, as in this case.