A special place

In hell. 

For these bastards. 

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FWP: Flying version

It’s rare for Himself or me to pass by a stack of quart size ziplock bags at an airport. Gonna inconvenience two white Western Frequent Fliers? We’re gonna get SUMPTHIN’ in return. 

Get with the program, folks. The people intent on causing harm and mayhem have MOVED ON. 

At least my plane/airport lounge at ORD handwork is well sorted by project. 


U.K. bags have the added annoyance of handles. Where are my scissors?

Oh, that’s right. 

In one of my two cases to check through. 

Why yes I am annoyed at having to be returning to Himself later than planned due to the latest Nor’easter. Why do you ask?

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Then again,

maybe no….


On the wrong side of the pond from Himself — and here for longer than planned due to the necessity of rearranging my flights. 

And I don’t think I’m leaving the house today. 

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If I tweeted

I guess I’d state we are at opening night intermission of The Girls here in London — a musical in which we’ve invested. 

Apparently there are lots of famous people here. 

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Today is a good day

to be a independence is a really bad idea/anyone but her/Brexit went our way Pats fan. 

Battin’ 1000 here at Casa de IWOM!

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Intermission

Ah, the joys of being married on a set designer….


Not that I wouldn’t do anything for him, but it’s a UNION banner.

Sheesh.

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White Girl

So this afternoon — to keep myself out of Himself’s way, what with him WFH — I built a skinny version of an Ana White potting bench I’ve admired for some time:


My version is about half the width and a bit taller to take advantage of the inches to metres translation I needed to make. 


My changes also included off setting the back legs for efficient use of space,  as well as making the middle shelf removeable. 


I still need to decide what to do for shelves along the back but I thought I’d do some work on it first. 

I also can’t decide if I should submit a brag post to Ana’s site. I’ve made a fair few changes and do so hate those Epucurious reviews where people say they changed this, that and left out those and were really unimpressed with the recipe.  

Be that as it may…the location in the greenhouse was chosen so I can look directly out and up toward the back of the house to the upstairs window in Himself’s home office. 

Plus, I can leave my iPhone on the dryer by the back door and it is still close enough to be connected to my Apple Watch. 

Perhaps it needs a cup holder next. 

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