First night on the job. No one is up at night. Did you know that? No night owls allowed. And so far I'm just learning the routine, doing 30 minute room checks, filling and filing paperwork. Most of the job, right there. And staying awake.
Y'all know about my ironing addiction, right? This weekend my Hunny surprised me with the one thing I've asked for both Mother's Day and Christmas - a new ironing board! Wanna see it? I know you do!
See it? It has nice legs. And the padding is evenly distributed, not all wonky. And it doesn't sound like it's dying every time I open and close it. And the cover isn't burnt all to heck. My old board was 17 years old, the pad and cover replaced twice, listing every time I'd use it. And this one is much higher, so my back doesn't hurt when I iron!
And last night, in the rain, Hunny and Little Guy were putting up siding. I took some pictures before the light was totally gone, meaning they're a little fuzzy. Sorry. But I wanted you to see what it looks like!
It's so nice to have the windows back! To have sunlight streaming into my kitchen and living room again! They finished the boards about ten o'clock, in the dark. See them here, about 8:30? They're working at the south kitchen window. They put one entire piece around that window, cutting the hole out of the cement board. They knocked over the potted plants and little critters in the window, too, what with all their banging.
Okay, now look behind them. See the tall plants near the back and fence? Here, I'll show you a little closer:
Anybody know what that is? We planted horseradish in the bed last summer, but the Hunny says he has no recollection of it ever looking like that, and I grew up in the deep south. No horseradish. Which is sad, because I've fallen madly in love with it as an adult. Mmmm. On kielbasa. In tuna salad. Egg salad. Mmm. But I guess this doesn't look like horseradish. Anyone?
I'm going back to bed. Thanks for all the encouragement, as well as for just hangin' in there with me.
Until I write again ...