Single Shot Monday: This & Scrap…

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Party in the Front!

Taken somewhere in Ontario in 2013 for The Daily Tree blog.

I’m entertaining myself today by substituting the word scrap for today’s taboo word wherever and whenever scrap would be in play.

What’s up with all these four letter words anyway? Scratch scrap.

The actual gate arrived this morning and was installed — I swoon! — and another project bites the dust.

Scrap left me breathless.

In Other News ~

I finally found the right pair of glasses frames. It wasn’t scrap black frame, nor scrap red frame.  I was sure scrap it was one or the other when I left for the optometrist’s this afternoon.

Has anyone seen The Dressmaker (2015 TIFF)? An Australian film with Kate Winslet, Liam Hemsworth, Judy Davis, Hugo Weaving. I couldn’t look away. Stellar performances. It was date night on a recent Friday night. I was in date night jeans, sipping bubbly water and munching a cookie. A glass of red wine, a cigarette, and a pair of stilettos would have been far more appropriate. And a mind for revenge.

I used scrap more times than I thought I could in a post of this size. Could have totally written it without scrap.

Where’s the fun in scrap?

Note: Click the blue frog to read others taking part in Taboo Word Challenge 2016

And Monday is in the house.

So done now.

Elen

Humpity Day: Saying It Loud…

Stick a fork in me.

I’m done.

Thank you, Stephanie Plum.

Who out there is a Janet Evanovich fan?

August already?

I missed my last five posting slots.

Five!

Saying it loud.

But not saying it proud.

Here’s the thing. Month of July was Month of Only Daughter’s Move. We sorted. We pitched. We donated. We pitched. We packed. We pitched. We cleaned. And cleaned some more. We shopped. We delivered. We cooked and baked for the guys doing the heavy lifting. And man could they lift. Note to self: Ferret out those weights and do those bicep curls and whatevers.

Just do it!

And it was a hundred and eleventy degrees all the time.

hot and sweaty

Okay. That might have been LOL Sister’s plight in the Land of Lincoln.

But it was hawt. Real hawt. And dry. Verra dry.

We were all a stinky, sweaty mess all the time.

It wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t glacking. If you can say glamping, you can say glacking. And glooving. I like that too. You need that extra o for the moo sound in moving. English sucks.

So…

Some things fell by the way side.

That might’ve been me.

But here I am back on track for the month of August. Yes. I missed Monday, but it was the Civic Holiday of the moving weekend. And I wouldn’t have had July be any other way. Laughing. Sweating. Guzzling Gatorade and other libations. Leaping over boxes in a single bound. What’s not to love?

In Other News ~

We saw the newest Star Trek movie. I’m a huge Star Trek fan. Of the three in this series… it was not my favorite. Sorry! It lacked the funny. The snappy dialogue. But Jaylah?! My favorite new character.

Did you see it? Did you love it?

What movie have you seen recently that you loved?

In Other, Other News ~

Those damn bunnies are eating the tops of my carrots. My verra fine, well established carrots.

This means war!

Again.

Here be Hump Day.

Just roll with it.

And try not to sweat.

Elen

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