My decluttering effort, as I begged the hawk to swoop down and clean WLF of all rodents, revealed a (hopefully) very interesting find. I found a never-opened plain cardboard box which was shipped to my old work address, which means it was delivered at least seven years ago. What was inside? Three bottles of red wine that I ordered in 2012! What?!?! I’m hoping that these three bottles of 2006 Wellington Cabernet have not corked and turned into vinegar. I had no idea that these bottles were down in the basement because I would have normally put purchase into the wine rack I have down there.
In an effort to use up WLF vegetables and some leftover meatloaf last night’s dinner was said meatloaf and a batch or green beans and sweet peppers, all pan fried up. It was quite delicious, but may have not done me any favors in today’s weigh-in…
I solved today’s Wordle in five attempts; my starter today was QUOTE. I struggled again today, with all of my clever answers being incorrect.
Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 197.0 pounds (-1.6 from last week’s weigh-in).
Individual Time Trial day at the TdF. This could get interesting.
Team DSM is having a memorable day. Unfortunately for them not all memories are good memories.
Wine should be good ????????. If not, use wine vinegar for cooking
Yeah, I will figure out a use it in one way or another. At least it’s a varietal that might age well?
WHY didn’t you open one to try with your meatloaf?????
since its been stored down in the basement & still in the box, should be ok, but the cork might be “fun” to get out. And – you may want to decant it with a strainer, as I’d guess there will be some sediment.
Because I was finishing off a bottle of rosé that I opened on Sunday night.
I’m hopeful that they haven’t corked. Decanting it with a strainer is a really good idea.
Wordle in 5. It shouldn’t have been that hard.
I tried to give our local hardware store in Luthersville some love by shopping for a new light switch. We have big, silent switches and that was a little too much for them, but I did buy more yellow jacket spray. Since folks are coming to the house, I thought I would blow out the carport. I hit some cardboard boxes with the blower and released the hell of a yellow jackets nest. I swiftly retreated, but not before they hit me 4 times.
Ouch, sorry to hear about the yellow jackets.
The three things I don’t miss about hashing:
I hate bees that sting – that is all.
Ouch, Steve. I disturbed a nest while digging up holly bushes. It is very much an unwanted pop quiz. That was about 25 years ago. I hired help when I moved to my current house and needed holly bushes removed.
My yellow jacket hate at home came when I had someone come over to look at my HVAC and when I stopped to warn him, they attacked me.
Speaking of holly bushes, the two boobs (as they have been referred to) are on my list of things to get rid of this winter. I’m hoping that I can get them chipped/shred so I can spread them as mulch.
Good luck with the holly bushes, I broke a shovel at my other house and that’s the main reason I outsourced the job going forward.
When I first moved in I extracted three of six which were directly in front of my house. The amount of effort to do that (as a 33 year old!) has meant that I have never attempted to remove the stumps of there remaining three.
The two that I hopefully will have removed this winter are at the end of my driveway. I had them cut back severely several years ago, but they have returned in force since then.
As they do. Hopefully you can get them extracted. I recommend a chain saw once you dig down and expose the roots.
I cut back the bushes at the front of the house- I don’t know what they are, but were as tall as the gutters. They are now a slightly more manageable height and may get to stay. Debbie wanted them gone, but even with my front end loader it would be quite an undertaking.
That’s how tall the holly bushes were in front of my house when I bough it. Those things had to go. Seems like a chain attached to your front end loader and wrapped around the trunk would do the trick, but that’s just arm-chair holly bush digging on my part.
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Grass cut, yellow jackets given another dose of spray. The patient came out and sat on the sofa for a while last night until it got to be too much. PCP later today.
And Hi Ronnie!
-FP
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And speaking of the time trial. The first 14 started at 1 minute intervals, the rest of the field started at 90 second intervals, except for the last 15 who started at 2 minutes!! This would mostly drive a starter completely mad. I have no explanation of why they would do this, except the last rider starts at exactly 15:00.
Had an average birthday day – worked, went to lunch over at the Marietta Market Food Hall – had a bulgogi rice bowl – it was very tasty. Wanted something lighter, as we were going out for dinner later.
Met some friends at Pizzeria Lucca in Roswell – Monday & Tuesday it is ok to BYOB.
Good pizza & good conversation.
I don’t expect to have much fun on my birthday this year. Florida trips have become quite the chore.
Wordle in 3, coulda been 2 as I had 4 correct letters at that stage. I zigged instead of zagging.
I am jump starting my decluttering again my moving by taking a couple of boxes to CHARM this morning. This will empty out my donations corner in my dining room.
Wow, you are killing it. Wordle and I have been on different wavelengths the past few days; I’ve not failed, but I’ve not had great conquest either.
I’m piling up items to take next week, or the following week. I will not be penalizing myself for not decluttering while I am gone, though I may declutter some things from my mother’s house while I am there.
it should be easy to declutter at your mom’s house, but if its like parents – you must to do it when they aren’t looking……….
That’s the plan. I should also have the run of the house while she plays bingo on Friday and I wait for the phone company to come out to check out her phone line.
Charm run completed. I found some misfit electronics and an unneeded guitar stand in my garage that used to belong to my father-in-law. I also dropped some unneeded food at the food pantry by the Neighborhood Charter School. Woot! It is good to be back in the decluttering game again.
Well done!
Thanks! You documenting your progress has definitely helped me get moving again. Note to self: one thing per day, and anything counts.
That was odd.. no paint, no rain, nothing I could see but the riders rear wheel washed out about 200m from the line.
Yeah, this had been an incredibly weird TT. Two riders missed their start time, and a handful of riders have hit the deck for no apparent reason.
Two from the same team! That’s a coaching problem…
I put one shirt into the donation pile. That pile has been on the shelf in my bedroom for at least two years, but I’m still counting it.
That definitely counts!
I concur.
Debbie has several piles like that. I know I have stuff in the closet that I haven’t touched in years (Tour of Missouri shirt, anyone?) and I just need to go through it.
I have bag in my closet that I toss a shirt, shorts, pants, whatever I try on 3 times & decided not to wear. (or, when I buy something new, I try to get rid of something.) Its almost full – so I will run that 1 bag by Goodwill or whatever place I see to drop it off.
Wordle in 4 starting with SALET.
I’m somewhat back among the living. I feel like I’ve reached expert level on broken ribs/vertebrae and would like to retire my title. Breaking a rib IN BED is a new low. Hearing it pop as it gave way was really gross. But it lead to the most comical moment –
I’m pretty sure I got up after it happened and went to the bathroom and realized that full pain mode was back, so I’m not sure why I didn’t go get Steve at that point. To be fair, there have been lots of drugs. I got back in bed and waited awhile to see if it was a fluke. It wasn’t, started trying to yell for Steve – broken ribs + no air for volume + deaf husband. That didn’t work.
George and Fig are staring at me with concern, so I tried the Timmy down the well approach. Told George to go get Daddy. Bless him, he’s no Lassie, but he tried. He brought me a toy. So I go on YouTube and try to find a video that will cause the dogs to bark. Video of barking dogs – no joy. Video of howling hounds, nope. Video of fox screeching – now I’m getting the most adorable head tilts. At this point, I’m amused enough that the pain is bearable.
Steve showed up for a check in a little while later, and off we went for round 3.
The hunt folks show up in a big way when anyone has an accident/illness/tornado damage etc which is wonderful. But also a bit over the top. You’d think the Russian shot put team lived here based on the quantities of food. I hate to see so much go to waste. I think tonight is the last night of meal delivery and it’s time to stop!
I’m hoping that I can go back to work next week. Answering phones is doable as long as I can sit up all day. I’ve been weaning off the pain meds for the last couple of days and trying to extend the amount of time I’m upright every day.
Thanks for the well wishes. Feels good to be on the mend finally.
Oh man, thank you for the dog story! That was quite a tale! I’m so glad you’re on the mend!
We also thought about one of my referee’s whistles, but I still don’t thing she has the air to blow it! I also thought about my bell, but we finally settled on me sleeping closer to the phone!
Tie a rope around your foot that she can pull on… 😉
Yowza. Welcome back, hope you continue to heal quickly.
Debbie – what a great story!
BTW – what are you binging that Steve doesn’t like?
I might need some new shows.
Lunch eaten – tomato sandwich, and, air fried zucchini and tomato! Since the air fried components were covered in bread crumbs and Parmesan cheese it wasn’t the healthiest of lunches, but boy was it tasty.
I’ll sweat it all out on a bike ride tonight…
Wow, that was one helluva individual time trial.
I still don’t see the point of the bike swap. I get that you don’t need a TT bike on a climb, but I can’t imagine it will make that much difference and you get the penalty of the time it takes for the swap.
It didn’t make much sense to me either, especially on such a short TT.
What a time trial! Yellow jersey put a minute and a half into 2nd place for the stage win!
Vingegaard put on a watch for the podium presentation. I wonder how much money he just earned for doing that.
And I just realized another podium tradition that no longer exists. The podium woman used to put the jersey on the rider on the podium, now the rider comes out from backstage wearing it.
Don’t want to catch the cooties… they keep their distance as well.
Gee, he won a Tissot watch, I wonder if that was the brand he put on? If not, that’s kinda awkward.