The sun was just rising at the beach when we stopped to let me get comfortable.
It was a brief séjour. On we went to the project.
I had to stay in the car as herself was ripping up the last carpet and that meant naughty nails were everywhere. Fortunately she removed all the art work from the car or I wouldn’t have been able to move..We’d brought a mountain of it to the house today.
She got on so well with He carpet lifting that we went to get paint to replace it. This floor is going to be white as it’s Ye Olde Homestead Kitchen.
She’s not fussing too much about it so we got back on the road home by 4:15 with a little stop at the graveyard for a trot.
I feel happy that we’re seeing progress every day and that I’m part of the adventure.
What a beautiful day it has been. Glorious sunshine and some warmth in the air too. Ma has been singing along to YouTube since we got up. I just sit up and put up with it.
She is missing being home in Ireland at Holy Trinity Ballylesson where Easter is always beautiful.
She got a good pic of the place though from the HTB website to reassure her it’s still there.
She misses the expanse of daffodils in Ireland as you can see in this lovely pic of our little Luna taken yesterday in Co Down.
Chuffed though her own little patch of daffodils have lifted up their heads again after the frost. Some are snipped and brightening up our home too.
We have been sampling cookies or as the Brits call them biscuits. We’re selecting the best for the tearoom. A cup of tea and a plate of biscuits is a very British thing. Simple as it seems it will be on the menu. I’ll hold on the tea but those nomnoms are yummy.
Mom was delighted today that she got a very special Easter egg for her venture. It’s a beautiful silver water jug.
Pastor Dave, who is one of my greatest admirers gave it to her this mornings. It’s all shining like a mirror and you can see inside it. A bit like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
It will hold a pride of place at Tea and Treasures and be a memory of a fine Easter Day
We saw a sad sight on the trail this morning a poor dead bunny. It was a big one too must have been taken out by a cayote. Or maybe, like Benjamin, it had been on the salad and was having a snooze.
Fortunately we saw another equally as big a few steps further along bounding along like billy-o. The species is safe!
Bunny’s are really big around here at Easter. They come in all shapes and forms. Fluffy, stone, glass, metal, ornamental, toys, you name it it can be bunnified.
Ma had been trying to sell some at the store with limited success. So far only one furry one has found a new home.
She’s hopeful though that this cute planter might disappear today as she’s moved it to the most prominent position.
Unlike other parts of the world no one seems interested in eating the real thing here but chocolate and cookie consumables abound. Not sure I’ll be having any though as « chocolate is not good for you Scooby » according to her highness.
Oh well no doubt there’ll be some delight in store if I keep her sweet for the rest of the day. No lettuce though thanks all the same!
Ma is as mad as a hatter. Absolutely fuming. I had to tell her to get wine when she came home just now.
First disaster of the day she ordered her menu cards on vista print only to discover she’d made a mistake on the phone number and on the alignment of her images.
She had a online chat with vista and they were super helpful. They cancelled the order and gave her a credit she can use to order the new and improved version. She planned to work on final touches and reordering tonight but is too mad to concentrate.
The window cleaner who had been out last week to give her an estimate arrived at 9:30 this morning. He wasn’t cheap to begin with but then the trouble started.
First, he said he couldn’t do the inside bits of the downstairs windows between the panes as the screens were screwed in and misaligned. Well shouldn’t he have seen that before?
So Ma asked him to do another estimate excluding the downstairs as she could clean the inside and outside of the windows herself she didn’t need him for that.
He gave her the revised estimate and assured her he’ll do a great job upstairs and so one hour after arriving he starts.
Not half an hour later he’s back. Says it’s taken much longer than he anticipated and that he can’t do the upstairs for what he estimated and in addition all the windows need caulking before cleaning.
By now Ma has lost all confidence so she says she just wants cleaning not caulking. He then says he’s not willing to do the job without caulking.
He leaves and says Ma owes him $50 for the one window he cleaned.
She took her anger out on some dirty siding. She scrubbed it till it was gleaming. Better than any power washer my Ma when she’s in a mood like this.
I tried to amuse her by squeaking pinky but she was having none of it so I am pretending to sleep till she cools down.