As usual, I am late. But for good reason(s):
1) It was revealed today that our house's electrical wiring is completely unsafe.
Unsafe. Ok, close to unsafe, but unsafe nonetheless. None of it, but one (yes
ONE) outlet is "
grounded." I now need a gazillionbilliontrillion dollar-eeees . . .
2) As a result, we were not able to install
U-verse. I un-installed the satellite dish service
yesterday. We now have no TV. We can't get it until we upgrade the electrical wiring. Um. That means no
Dexter (forewarning: sound) or
Ghost Whisperer (2nd forewarning: more sound), which will cause me to pull out my hair. Including my eyebrows. I'm not kidding.
3) I went Christmas shopping today. Almost done now.
4) I started drinking heavily at 8:30 AM upon news of electrical wiring. [I kid, but it was tempting. I went and received a massage instead. Does that count instead of booze?]
Anyway, back to why I'm here posting at this late hour. The tantalizing Tink of Pickled Beef has challenged us with the words
orange and
landscape.
ORANGE

Yep. It happened. Inevitably, I spilled the terra-cotta paint color. . . . . . .
where there was
no drop cloth.
(Immediately, upon doing so, I grabbed the camera for WWC. At least I have my priorities straight.)
LANDSCAPE

The landscape of Dixie a few days later. Yep. That's paint.
I'm having a great week.
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Next week, if you want to play, the words are
want and
green. Do it.