That wasn't the plan

After a year of being on the waiting list for a storage unit in the apartment building, we finally got one. Our hope was that with a little more cleaning out of what we had in the other storage unit, we'd be able to move everything in to the apartment storage unit.

It didn't exactly turn out that way. Now we have two storage units. The one in the apartment is neatly organized with all the camping equipment. The other unit has stuff that we don't need to access very often with room to spare. So much for simplifying. At least now, the husband's man den is not doubling as a sporting goods storage place. It all got moved to the new unit.

Now I'm hoping that with the extra storage space, we don't start accumulating more stuff.

Just about perfect

70 degrees, light breeze, and clear blue sky make a beautiful, perfect day.

Now, if I could get out from behind this desk and take off on a motorcycle road trip, it would be heaven.

Time flys when you're having fun

Twenty seven years ago on Memorial Day, we had a family picnic at a large local park with grandparents, kids and grandkids. It was the day that the oldest granddaughter in the family took her first steps.

Fast forward to Memorial Day, 2009, same park, same family. We had a family picnic with grandparents, kids and grandkids. Now that oldest granddaughter is a mother with two children. Several of the grandkids at the family picnic twenty seven years ago are married. Twenty seven years ago, some of the grandkids at yesterday's picnic weren't even born.

And twenty seven years ago, I was one of the kids. Yesterday, I was one of the grandparents.

Where did the time go?

I want these

sandals

and these flip flops.

What's on my mind?

I'm the only woman who uses the woman's restroom in the reception area of the office. It has five stalls and three sinks. I use just one stall and one sink. But maybe I should change it up and use a different sink and stall every time I use the bathroom. You know, make the custodians earn their wage.

I've been on the Atkins diet for six weeks. I've been pretty good about following the plan, except for today. I bought a bag of Grandma's Mini Sandwich Cremes from the vending machine behind my desk. And, I ate them.

I'm slowly going through reality TV withdrawal. Last Sunday night was the final episode of "The Amazing Race". Tonight, it's the finale of "The Biggest Loser". "American Idol", "Dancing with the Stars", and "Survivor" will all wrap up in the next week or so. Yeah, I'll need to get a life.

I wonder if I'll be able to keep the four plants alive that I collected at Mother's Day church services on Sunday. When I lived in these apartments several years ago, my attempts at container gardening didn't go well.

There is a huge window in the reception area of the office. It goes up 5 stories. It's great to be able to see outside. But I wish that someone would clean the window.

Full Moon

May 8, 2009

Why?

While blog stalking, I came across this link:

https://www.bumpits.com/?MID=538368

I have a few of comments.

First of all why?

Second, what happens if you are in a windstorm and your secret is revealed?

Third, when I read the name of this product, I think "bum-pits".

Now, whenever, I see some gal with mile high hair, I'm going to wonder if she's bumped it artificially and maybe wonder about her bum-pits. Geez. Sorry.