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Thursday. The front yard grass is getting yellow. I never thought I’d witness that. It didn’t rain in a very long time and I’m not complaining a bit. I wish it stays dry for few more weeks.

Yesterday the technician came to check the oven. He was here for about 6 minutes. He said the element was broken, so he ordered a new one. The only problem now is that he won’t be free to replace it soon so I won’t have my oven for another 2 weeks. That’s not so great. I promised my son pizza for his birthday and I won’t be able to do it. I asked him what he wanted instead of pizza and he said: “Donuts”.
I told him: “That’s not food”
He looked at me like saying: “Yeah, right!”
“We’ll get donuts for dessert, ok? What would you like to eat before that?”
“Cake”.
I didn’t want to fight him or tell him again that he’s not getting any cake this year. But I loved that he tried.

I just got my garden shredder. I wonder if I should stop reading the manuals. They only scare me. Too many warnings that put me off and make me feel like I shouldn’t be taking the risk.
And I’m wearing a dress today because my daughter gave me an ultimatum. I’m not sure what to do. I hate disappointing her and I hate even more wasting a dry day.
I should check the “dressing code” before operating this machine. Or even better, maybe I should launch a line of “Power Tools for Princesses”.
Just imagine! They’ll be pink and purple. You could operate them wearing sandals and the safety glasses would have sparkles on the sides.

~ by DotedOn on September 15, 2016.