Bits and Pieces

Grease Monkey coffee:



Finally got the oil changed in the car, in preparation for my upcoming trip to Portland. The guys at the Renton Grease Monkey apparently all hail from Hawaii, so they were able to give me good directions to the L&L and I got some most delectable island grinds, including, but not limited to: pork lumpia, musubi, bbq beeff & chicken, laulau, and kalua pork.

MmmMmmmMMMm. Tasty.

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I must say I am also most pleased with the hotel that was selected for my business trip. It looks great.

Whenever I am at home or staying with friends & family, I always use my mobile phone as an alarm. It's really great, except when you have a Daylight Savings switchover (grrrrr). However, whenever I stay at a hotel, I use the wake-up call. It's super awesome. Am I the only one that feels that way?

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In home and garden news, the tiny pears on the pear trees are getting bigger. We'll have to keep an eye on them to make sure the bunches don't get too heavy for any one branch. We may have to cull some, which make me sad, but losing an entire branch under the unbearable weight of juicy pears would make me sadder.

The maple trees have leaves now! When did that happen?

The tomatoes and bell peppers out front look like they're having a grand old time, but the tomatoes in the shade are doing better than the tomatoes in full sun. I thought tomatoes loved sun? This bears looking into.

At any rate, as I was coming up the front walk last evening, I was breathing (as usual), and caught the most amazing smell. Then I realized it was a combination of the cedar from the new fence and the moist earthy smell you get when it rains after it's been hot for a long time, along with just all the fragrant leaves from the peppers and tomatoes and whatever that bush is over by the car.

It was so good and so refreshing.

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Work is work, which means it's delightful and busy and full of joy. There's so much always going on, there's no way I'll ever remember it all, especially the funny things people say. Although, they probably think I say some pretty funny things too, not always intentionally, such as:

"Hey, have you seen my giant box? Check out my giant box! It's huge!"

Yeah, I know. Snicker, snicker, right? To be fair, I did have the world's biggest cardboard box delivered. It really was amazingly large.

Or the time someone came to the back and I was having some words about something with someone else (I really don't remember what it was about, unfortunately) and he said, "Mary, why is it that every time I come to the back, we are talking about your testicles?"

It's sad, but true.

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I have to go to the laundromat today to get my clothes clean so I can pack them. Oh, the indignity of it all.

I always worry that someone else has washed their super-skeezy underwear right before me and I'll get super-herpes or something from it. Impossible, I know, but there it is. I never claimed to be completely sane.