I had a bad case of the peekaboos. The hospital put me in ICU.
OPENING UP Which is one way of introducing WINDOW WEEK! One of the hottest weeks this summer and that's when Andersen decided to send their crew in to open things up. Fortunately, they sent a crew of ex-Georgians who find 90 degrees refreshing. I did offer bathroom, refrigerator and cooling spots of course. They said the weather was much better up here and they get paid better-who would'a thunk it? Most polite gentlemen who sprinkled Ma'ams like powdered sugar on a plate of cookies. I believe I even said "bless your heart" once when they gallantly helped with stubborn furniture. Yes, we tip contractors when they go above and beyond like fixing the relatively new deck when one of the boards took a trip south. Install comes just in time as I believe Consumers is celebrating their most recent rate hike. As I often say, "wonder what the poor people do"? (usually at the pharmacy)
Our problematic patio doors are now history as I manipulate the new ones with the tip of a finger. No more banging, pushing, lifting said doors to open and close. Assuming our house is doing its best to return to the earth (houses settle) we heard a mumble that it took $40 worth of caulk to get the seal just right. Yes, yes, we saved $15 grand, but like most sales they jack up the price, so you feel like you won. Still an obscene amount of money but I guess asking 50-year-old doors and windows to hang in there a bit longer was not an option. The workers claimed they could feel a regular breeze coming out of the bottom of the old door. So technically my electric bill should drop $100 since I am no longer "air conditioning" an open patio, right? No wonder squirrels and chipmunks and the occasional rabbit like hanging out there. Should have noticed the fur moving as they basked in my costly artificial breeze.
The airplane carrier for the horses to the Olympics is named "Air Horse One"
HERSTORY. Sunday before our epic window week we enjoyed a little cruise down the Grand River outside of downtown Lansing. Our friends invited us to a "historical" program but assured there would be wine. There was wine. Our safety talk from the Captain included "since the depth is about 10 to 12 feet in case of an accident we will only descend as far as the second deck and the bar will be open until rescue". Oh yeah, they also had life preservers. Plus, the pseudo paddlewheel (and diesel) boat can only go so far before it makes contact with a bridge, so it is an abridged (pun) version of a river trip. The History Lady decked out in 1900's garb revealed she had created her "historic" pictures through the assistance of AI (huh). Possibly she was also AI, especially when she mentioned a former zoo on the site that tended to lose its animals to thwarted escape attempts. The bear was recaptured...however the alligator may still be roaming free. Lunching on small boys by the missing alligator was also mentioned so I am more convinced she was a robot. You know, because of the no emotion thingee.
History Lady also talked about some slickers from New York I believe, who sold people a lot of swamp land later renamed Lansing. I guess they figured out how to work with that. Further hilarity ensued when she said Lansing became the Capital when legislators from the actually populated areas of Michigan got tired of arguing and just voted the next suggestion that hit the floor. Surprise! Talk about exploiting folks about swamp land. I guess that also worked out. As we had wine, food and lots of cookies we didn't argue any messy details or question possible fake news. I did put my recent back surgery to the test by climbing very steep boat stairs with a glass of wine in my hand. No wine was lost so success.
"If attacked by a mob of clowns go for the juggler." I don't know I just like puns. Peace out..💚 💛💙
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