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Paraphernalia of Life
Stuff. That's what I have, and not much of it.
My burnt thumb is all better. No I did not spill the cookies when I burned my thumb, thankfully.
I actually don't enjoy baking at all. I do it but I don't enjoy it. But that's life, living with another person and two dogs. You do things you don't enjoy anyway, just to be kind. And Paul loves to have cookies. He really hates store-bought cookies, too. He also hates store-bought ice cream, now that I've spoiled him by making it every week. It's so simple with my ice cream making machine that I don't really mind doing that job. As long as he buys the cream at the store, I can make the ice cream.
What I have not done in a very long time is make dog cookies. Remember when I used to make those?
I wonder if the dogs remember them. I think they do because every time I make cookies for Paul, and I'm sitting there scooping out the batter into balls for the cookies, my Kip is there beside me, waiting for me to put the bowl down for him to lick out, but I never do. I used to do it for him when I made dog cookies (This entry has spurred me on to make dog cookies today... they deserve a treat just for them.)
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On another topic, Paul's "new" truck (it's a 2012 Ford F-150) is starting to become a problem. The driver's side door has been frozen locked now twice. Once right after he bought it and then again today. Luckily, he could get in on the passenger's side because that door hadn't frozen locked. But this is not good.
I went and bought two different brands of battery operated lock de-icers and he tried both of them today - neither of them worked. He may not have let them warm up enough, I don't know, but he said he got in on the passenger side. But now I'm thinking that this was pure luck. It's only a matter of time before he comes out to two frozen locked doors and can't get in his truck at all.
I have researched this online and it's a very common problem apparently. I don't think there is a cure either. I told him he needs to go over to the Ford dealer and pose the question to him - what can be done? Can anything be done? This is not acceptable - living in New England and not being able to open your locked vehicle in the cold weather.
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New topic - Paul's boat.
The day before yesterday his boat conked out and he was stuck out in the ocean. I don't know the details of what exactly went wrong - it's always something with a boat, and he has experienced just about every possible problem over the years. So he just waited out there until a friend, Hugh, came along in his boat and Hugh towed him in. (BTW, Hugh has written a book called Marblehead's First Harbor: The Rich History of a Small Fishing Port.)
Great! What if Hugh hadn't gone out lobstering? He does have my cellphone with him, but he is very lax about charging it regularly, and I always worry that it won't be charged up. He said if there were no Hugh, he would just wait for anyone.
Anyone? Really? In New England, on the Atlantic Ocean, in mid-December? Who does he think is going to be moseying along? Santa?
Actually, Santa and Mrs. Claus made their appearance at The Landing in Marblehead Harbor on Friday as start of the annual Christmas Walk.
The woman who plays Mrs. Claus was in my class all through school.
We met in kindergarten and graduated high school together. She used to wear a white wig for playing Mrs. Claus (the Clauses come by lobster boat into the Landing each year to a throng of the town's parents and children). But now she uses her own shock of white hair and doesn't need the wig!
So the Christmas season has arrived here. Let the shopping begin.
Enough from me. Keep on keeping on... if possible.
Cheers,
Bex & Co.
It's in every one of us to be wise;
Find your heart, open up both your eyes.
We can all know every thing without ever knowing why.
It's in every one of us, by and bye.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Gregory Alan Isakov - my new favorite musical artist
My burnt thumb is all better. No I did not spill the cookies when I burned my thumb, thankfully.
I actually don't enjoy baking at all. I do it but I don't enjoy it. But that's life, living with another person and two dogs. You do things you don't enjoy anyway, just to be kind. And Paul loves to have cookies. He really hates store-bought cookies, too. He also hates store-bought ice cream, now that I've spoiled him by making it every week. It's so simple with my ice cream making machine that I don't really mind doing that job. As long as he buys the cream at the store, I can make the ice cream.
What I have not done in a very long time is make dog cookies. Remember when I used to make those?
I wonder if the dogs remember them. I think they do because every time I make cookies for Paul, and I'm sitting there scooping out the batter into balls for the cookies, my Kip is there beside me, waiting for me to put the bowl down for him to lick out, but I never do. I used to do it for him when I made dog cookies (This entry has spurred me on to make dog cookies today... they deserve a treat just for them.)
On another topic, Paul's "new" truck (it's a 2012 Ford F-150) is starting to become a problem. The driver's side door has been frozen locked now twice. Once right after he bought it and then again today. Luckily, he could get in on the passenger's side because that door hadn't frozen locked. But this is not good.
I went and bought two different brands of battery operated lock de-icers and he tried both of them today - neither of them worked. He may not have let them warm up enough, I don't know, but he said he got in on the passenger side. But now I'm thinking that this was pure luck. It's only a matter of time before he comes out to two frozen locked doors and can't get in his truck at all.
I have researched this online and it's a very common problem apparently. I don't think there is a cure either. I told him he needs to go over to the Ford dealer and pose the question to him - what can be done? Can anything be done? This is not acceptable - living in New England and not being able to open your locked vehicle in the cold weather.
New topic - Paul's boat.
The day before yesterday his boat conked out and he was stuck out in the ocean. I don't know the details of what exactly went wrong - it's always something with a boat, and he has experienced just about every possible problem over the years. So he just waited out there until a friend, Hugh, came along in his boat and Hugh towed him in. (BTW, Hugh has written a book called Marblehead's First Harbor: The Rich History of a Small Fishing Port.)
Great! What if Hugh hadn't gone out lobstering? He does have my cellphone with him, but he is very lax about charging it regularly, and I always worry that it won't be charged up. He said if there were no Hugh, he would just wait for anyone.
Anyone? Really? In New England, on the Atlantic Ocean, in mid-December? Who does he think is going to be moseying along? Santa?
Actually, Santa and Mrs. Claus made their appearance at The Landing in Marblehead Harbor on Friday as start of the annual Christmas Walk.
The woman who plays Mrs. Claus was in my class all through school.
We met in kindergarten and graduated high school together. She used to wear a white wig for playing Mrs. Claus (the Clauses come by lobster boat into the Landing each year to a throng of the town's parents and children). But now she uses her own shock of white hair and doesn't need the wig!
So the Christmas season has arrived here. Let the shopping begin.
Enough from me. Keep on keeping on... if possible.
Cheers,
Bex & Co.
Find your heart, open up both your eyes.
We can all know every thing without ever knowing why.
It's in every one of us, by and bye.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Gregory Alan Isakov - my new favorite musical artist
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