What's been going on around our joint this month. In iPhone photos. And words. Lots of words.
1. Simon got stuck in one of our kitchen cabinets. Yep. Chris was getting some things out of our lower cabinets and didn't realize that Simon climbed in so he proceeded to shut the door and then came upstairs. For a good five minutes we could hear Simon meowing from upstairs and frantically scoured the house, utterly perplexed. We finally realized what happened and let him out. He was perfectly fine.
2. Chris made the executive decision one evening to burn some cardboard in our wood stove. Had I not been tucked away in my workspace deep in thought, I would have adamantly voiced my disagreement with this decision. And perhaps if I had been included in that particular decision-making process then we might have been spared the resulting billowing smoke that filled every crevice of this house. And it just so happened that I had hung freshly laundered work clothes in the living room where the fireplace resides. Awesome. Nothing like going to work smelling like that. And even more awesome? Opening windows and doors on an 18 degree night to flush the smoke out and circulate fresh air. Goofy man.
3. Someone knocked our mailbox off its post. And then just left it laying on the ground. My guess is the snowplow.
4. Mr. Husband is on a roll with fire this month. Shortly after the cardboard smoke issue (read above), he had another fire situation one Sunday morning while doing a little cleaning. While I was making waffles, he decided to use our shop vac to clean up around the fire stove. I went upstairs to grab some socks and upon descending the stairs I realized in horror that unbeknownst to him (he was focused and diligently vacuuming away), sparks were shooting out of the air filter of the vacuum. I started yelling, "Sparks! Sparks!" and waving my arms in wild abandon and finally got his attention. He quickly cut the power and launched the smoking behemoth outside into the snow. Fortunately for us the vacuum was no worse for wear, but the vacuum bag sat out in the snow smoking for several hours, and the house was once again filled with the smell of acrid smoke. It appears that he accidentally vacuumed up a live ember while cleaning up around the stove. Not going to lie - the whole situation was pretty funny.
5. I bought the dogs some beef hooves (I know - gross) to chew on and to help keep them occupied (we're all pretty restless right now as winter continues to batter us). They were overjoyed. And busy. For hours. So much so that they all got kind of tired of chewing. Middy's solution? Why, bury hers in the snow of course! Where no one will ever find it! Except she buried it right next to the door. And as soon as I let Iris out, she discovered it and acted like she won the lottery. However, Middy was fully unaware that her sneakily hidden beef hoof that no one would EVER find had been found and when she went back out the next time was surprised to find it gone.
6. Funny things Chris has said this month:
Exhibit A - "You were really Charles Barkley-ing me." (In reference to how he thinks I hog the bed every night.)
Exhibit B - "Fish is basically a vegetable."
Exhibit C - "Cholla is a geometric apocalypse!"
7. I talked Chris into teaching me how to carve a spoon. It has been very slow-going for me since I am greatly concerned that I will maul myself and lose a finger. Bishop thinks it's great. So much so that a few days after Chris carved a sample spoon for me, Bishop got it off the counter and proceeded to eat it.
8. My Granny told me that she didn't know how I was dealing with all the snow and cold we've had this winter because she was "climbing the walls" after they had about 4 inches of snow back home. She also said, "If I were you and I had to deal with all that nonsense, I would have said, Adios, Chris! I'm going somewhere warm!" She's a spitfire, that one, and can make me laugh like no other.
9. I discovered a new app! Fun stuff. It lets me fancy up my iPhone photos so I can do things like add text to...
10. ...the photo of the horribly burnt homemade bread I baked/destroyed. I attempted to salvage it and it sort of worked. Sort of. I was so excited about this bread too. It had been tantalizing me with its smell as it rose all day long and only until I went to put it in the oven did I remember that we were out of propane and I would have to bake it in the toaster oven. AND IT WOULDN'T FIT. I tried to make it fit. Fail. So I took it out and tried to bake it on top of the wood stove...fail again. I finally took it out of the bread pan, cut it into chunks and baked it that way. For the win??
11. In addition to the bread, I have had a lot of baking fails this month: Burned waffles (because I got busy doing something else and forgot about them), burned brownies (simply overestimated the time to bake them), and had flat, fallen biscuits instead of light, fluffy biscuits. Oy vey.
12. I slid my truck off the road one very cold morning.
13. Chris got a dartboard. Ever since football season ended, he's been pretty much consumed with becoming an excellent dartsman (is that even a thing? Or did I just make that up??).
That's been our life around here lately. How goes it with you?
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