Sounds like a wonderful day! My mom had a quiet day - she loved the card I gave her & cried. I told her she’d have to take a raincheck on her present, but she declared she doesn’t want a present (she’s getting it anyway!). Both brothers called. The one sent a very nice card, the other sent an assortment of nuts (he doesn’t know she can’t eat them - we’ll save for company) & a very pretty flower card bouquet that folds into a 3-d sort of display. It matches mom’s bedroom & no water required. I’ve been under the weather the last week & she’s had BP issues. I appear to be on the mend & after reviewing her meds & making some changes as to timing, she was back to normal today. God is good.
You would have laughed at me tonight. I needed to drop the truck off this evening for state inspection & an oil change tomorrow. I can’t remember the last time I used it, but evidently it was before the spring pollen palooza. The truck is also in the barn where the pigeons roost so it always has some poop on it. The normally gray truck was yellow - I couldn’t see out the windshield clearly. Normally, I am a ‘no fuss’ sort of person - trucks get dirty & I have taken dirty trucks to the shop before, but this was so bad I just.couldn’t.do.it.
I hooked a hose up (for the first time this year); but from previous experience, just water does not remove pollen. What to do? I had a Mr. Clean shower & tub scrubber in the garage. It has a long handle & I had 2 soap pads left that fit on it. The truck got “Mr. Cleaned”! Mom said it looked ‘beautiful’, all shiny in the late sunlight. The soap probably wasn’t the best for the finish, but it worked in a pinch & I rinsed well. With the long handle, I got everything but the cab roof & no one will see that anyway! I will ask at the shop tomorrow where there’s a good car wash. Total humiliation & embarrassment averted, thank you Mr. Clean!
Nice job! :)
I left my car parked under the big Maple for a few days last week. I drive on the grass into the side yard to unload groceries, versus treading the seven landings up to the house.
My little VW Golf is bird poop from one end to the other! And, of course, I ran out of windshield washer fluid at the same time!
Grrr! It’s always something!
But you know what? It’s NOT SNOW! LOL!