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HA HA!!!

Do you remember on Everybody Loves Raymond where the little older man always throws his arms up in the air and says, “Ray’s Here! Ha Ha!”? Well, we do that a lot around here. We do not say that Ray is here, we just pump our arms in the air and say Ha ha! We do it when we are excited or happy about something. You have to have seen the man, he says Ha Ha in such a special way. It is not your regular voice. We imitate that as well.

It has been cold here, really cold, for those of you not located where we are. I had told my brother earlier in the day that I was bored out of my mind and starting to get lonely. Well, later on in the afternoon he texted me asking what I was doing. I responded that I was doing nothing, of course. Then he was texting really weird things, just dumb, funny things. Then the texting stopped. Of course, I became really excited. He was coming by the house, I just knew it! Oh boy, company!

I know what cars people drive. I know my children drive Nissans. I know people some family members drive vans and some suv’s, etc. I am not sure what make they are, I know the color and style. So, when a black suv pulled in the drive, I just knew it was my brother. I ran out the door and stood on the porch stoop and pumped my arms in the air and yelled loud enough for the neighborhood to hear, “HA, HA!!!!” I was all smiles and everything.

The two gentleman just stood and looked at me. Gosh, it was the Walmart delivery person. He had a friend with him. I stuttered around and said that I thought they were my brother. They just looked at me. Why do I keep doing this stuff to myself? Haha. I never, ever learn.

Along Came A Spider . . .

So, it is fall and with fall comes bugs, insects, creepy crawlers. We all know how I feel about them. I would like to move to a new house when I spot one. Who would have thought or even imagined this could have happened.

I was at the kitchen sink peeling potatoes. They were the smaller potatoes. I was merely slicing off the “nasty parts” and leaving the peelings on and then quartering them if they were large enough to do so. I was making green beans, ham and potatoes. I saw something out of the corner of my eye that looked huge.

I backed up, sort of shook my head and came back up to the sink. There was a “blonde” spider lowering himself down in spurts. You know how they do, they go down in increments. Boing, boing, boing. Oh my! Ugh! What am I going to do. I grabbed the only thing available, a potato. I am banging and banging on the spider to kill him. Or so I thought. I was not even hitting him. He quickly ran to the front of the sink. I missed again. (This is really good for me because I usually do not kill them. I put a glass or something over them for Wessie to kill when he gets home.) He landed on the floor.

I only had a house slipper type of shoe on. There was not really a sole, it was all a thicker type fabric. I stepped on him anyway. I have no idea if I got him or not. He was so blonde he would have blended in to the shoe. I took of the shoe and inspected it. I could not find it at all.

It was so hard to continue to stand there and finish the potatoes not knowing where he was. I debated and debated on throwing out the weapon and not using it. I totally rinsed him in hot water and peeled away.

On another note, supper was extra good. Might need to add that “special” flavoring again. Haha. NOT!!!!!! Also, an interesting note, Wessie loves that dinner and would not even eat it!