I'm so over what passes for news anymore today and honestly? So over so what passes as a human being. Or intelligence. Or ethics.

Skimming the news headlines this morning, this old cartoon came to mind....  I'm so over what passes for news anymore today and honestly?  So over so what passes as a human being.  Or intelligence. Or ethics.  We, (that's a collective 'we') have lost our ever-loving minds. 

Coffee in hand... well, cooling beside me as I type a morning post.  It's cup number three though, so I've got a good amount of caffeine in me to start.

Yesterday I ended up leaving in the morning and coming home in the late afternoon (almost 5) so none of my 'to do' list was... done.  That leaves me to do it today, which is fine because it's a holiday (Fourth of July) but my husband has the privilege {white privilege} of getting up at 3:30 am every day to work a 12 hour shift - and working most holidays and weekends so no, holidays are rarely actually ever celebrated here anymore now that our 'little ones' are grown and living all over the country.

(When the kids were all still growing and home, obviously all the holidays we celebrated, decorated for, and social gatherings and 'stuff' planned and participated in for 25 years....  whew!  So GLAD those days are over!  LOL. Now I can be social with parades, picnics, sporting games, block parties, etc. if I want to... but I don't, so coffee and quiet is my choice of 'celebration' most of the time!)

My 'to do' list actually spans today and tomorrow - so I'll pick and choose and work on something until I need a break and move on to something else.  I'll be around... I think.


Morning Chit Chat: Shopping in Mom's pantry and closets... and thankful for BISSELL to clean up poo-stains from an idiot dog! LOL

I was greeted, first thing this morning, with a poo-wipe stain on my white rug from my stupid-ass dog.  Oh that dog.... sigh.  I do have a BISSELL Spot and Stain Carpet Cleaner so yes, it makes it easier to clean than the SpotShot and a paper towel (and more sanitary) but it's still a frustration when you walk out of your bedroom, blurry eyed and ready for that first cup of coffee and you are greeted by a smear on your white carpet.

And now that I've totally grossed you out... good morning!

One of our grown kids has been social distancing since March - and still is - but is holding an outdoor get-together for a few close friends this weekend for the first time since...  hmm.  I think they last time they had anyone over was actually last Fall or Christmas time.  So she's excited, but because she is social distancing and does all her shopping curb-side, online and pick-up only, she's had a few "OUT OF STOCK" on items she needed/wanted.

She was telling me the latest of out of stock food items on her pick up list.  She mentioned she had also wanted some simple red, white and blue decorations to put out on the food table and bar - but she wasn't able to get them.  She got plates and some cute hot dog holders, but that was it.  I told her I was pretty sure I still had some metal red, white and blue little buckets if she needed something to hold silverware, etc.  Which, her eyes lit up with a YES!!!! 

Since we had just repainted and organized the laundry room, I knew exactly where they were; in a canvas bin in the top cupboard!  Have not used them in YEARS....   YEARS!!!  Very cute, very sturdy, adorable little metal buckets with handles, in dark red and dark blue with a little cut out star shape.  I didn't want to get rid of them because they were/are adorable and in perfect shape and I knew I'd use them again...  but I LOVE clearing out and cleaning out... and I love when I can help people out with things they need. 

I mentioned napkins?  YES PLEASE!  Well, I went to the storage area and looked up to my boxes.  I found my "BLUE AND RED" decoration party box... and we set her up with blue, red, white napkins both drinks and food size.  A clear serving bowl to hold the individual chip bags.  3 awesome table decorations, red, white and blue drink cups and a couple other items.

We went upstairs to the wedding supply bins left from last summer's family wedding...  galvanized metal serving tray, awesome galvanized/wood handled bucket for iced juice drinks and water bottles, a couple more little items and she was SET!  Cute, functional and free.

SCORE!  Free shopping at Mom's house.

And I'm even more thrilled to get 'rid' of some of this stuff and pass it along... out of my closet, out of my storage?  Yes please!


TODAY:  I have a long, long list. 
Some creative, some fun, some not so fun. Some, not fun at all.  Like paying online bills and balancing the checkbook!  But I am also going to hopefully finish my part of the bathroom remodel by giving the freshly painted sink base (from red/brown espresso ish to white) a vintage, beachy/farmhouse rustic look.  If I'm in the right frame of mind at the time, that's actually going to be fun.

But lots and lots of 'TO DO' on my list, so I best chug the last of this coffee and get busy!

Thanks for stopping by for morning coffee.  Chime in if you wish (comment below at the bottom).

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5:30 pm coffee break!

Just popping in.  Coffee break.  White paint splattered hands and nails from a painting project today (drying now; thus my coffee break).  Some black paint on my index finger as well as I did a very quick 'touch up' paint to the black metal furniture that had a couple rust spots from living outside year round.  So fast and simple to spray a bit of paint and ta-da! Looks pretty enough for company.  Which is why I touch-up painted them!  Ha ha.

Read a news story about 350+ African elephants that have died in Botswana and there is no known cause yet.  Breaks my heart.  Elephants scare me (LOL) but oh how I love nature and elephants are already on the 'vulnerable' list (just above endangered) so having over 350 suddenly die from unknown causes is catastrophic.  Vultures aren't eating the carcasses... which is odd.  I'll be watching the story to see what testing reveals.  I'm wondering if poachers poisoned the water holes or if it's something natural.  Wouldn't it be odd if our COVID-19 gift from China now has the ability to morph into something that could harm pachyderms?  Not that I think it did.... (I don't) but when I'm chit chatting over coffee at the proverbial kitchen table, I just 'chat'.  Anyway, poor elephants.  The article said they were seen walking in circles and some died so quickly they literally fell on their faces.

Dinner was made earlier so even that is 'done' - what a great feeling.  Sloppy Joe's and a big salad tonight.  But first?  COFFEE.   


Reading the news in America today you really have to go off the beaten path to some of the independent news sources or local news sources to get the real story.

Good Morning Coffee Friends!

I have someone coming over later this morning, but for now, coffee.  Lots of yummy, hot, strong coffee!

I have a feeling I'll be painting a heavy sink base/cupboard later this morning as well, as I have Mr. Coffee home today to help me move it out of the lower level bathroom and outside.  But for now, I'm sipping coffee and preparing to do the morning chores (letting dogs out, feeding/watering them) and going through emails, accounts and skimming the news to see how twisted the facts are today on some of the 'big' media outlets. 

Funny how they can twist pretty much everything to fit their own propaganda....  leaving out important facts, neglecting to mention key-parts of the story and not showing photos of the real situation; instead, cropping and using only those that would support their false narrative.  *shaking my head with a smirk*  The lack of coverage of important things that they don't WANT to cover is long... but you have to find that coverage yourself and not just be spoon fed what the bigger alphabet soup media feeds you.

Reading the news in America today you really have to go off the beaten path to some of the independent news sources or local news sources to get the real story.  But... it's a political year.  Things will be nasty and negative and kept in complete turmoil until November at least.



Attempting a garden (yet again), this time with a raised garden bed - self watering and draining. Hope springs eternal.

It's pouring down rain in my little corner of the world.  But it could be snow... and it isn't, so there's that.  (One of my friends/readers has a chance of snow today...)

I had hoped to be telling you about my latest sure-to-fail garden venture.  But... well, it's not really started yet.

Backstory (which I've posted about before) is when we first moved here, I had the most amazing gardens.  I even had tomato plants that when pulled to their full height measured 9 feet tall. But slowly, I watched a fungus of some sort make it's way from the woods in front of our house, to our house, around our house and to the back of our house as it continued it's path of destruction.  It took about 4 years.  It moved about 20-40 feet each season.  I tried to beat it - but after 4 years of attempting gardens of all sorts, in different areas, with all new soil, treatments of all kinds, above ground, etc. I gave up.  I gave in.  I think this is my 4th or 5th summer with no garden.  But I was desperate to try again.

Because I'm a sucker and... hope springs eternal?

I decided about a week ago to go waist high this time (far off the ground or near any current soil) and on the deck - giving some space from current bushes, trees, plants. (Plant social distancing!  Bah ha ha).   I was looking online for affordable ideas and found a photo of what I wanted... available at Sam's.

Off I went to get some groceries as well as take a look at the planters in person.  Yep, they were just as awesome in person as they looked online.  So... I put one in my cart, took a deep breath, committed myself to overspending my budget and bought a second.

I bought all new soil - even especially made for above ground planters.

They are currently on my deck and waiting for me to plant some vegetables and herbs... which I will, but the plant choices at Walmart and Lowe's were picked over and sad - and I know Lowe's gets new shipments every Thursday (tomorrow) so after tomorrow I'll hopefully have some tomatoes, peppers, and jalapenos... even though I am pretty sure the air/soil fungus will kill them off by August 1st. 

And I have to be honest friends, I've had this browser open for like, 3 hours now.  I've been doing a hundred other things while trying to get back to my computer and finish typing this out but kept getting pulled away.  It's been a bit disjointed as I type a little, do something else, type a little, do something else...

But I'm hitting 'publish' anyway because it is what it is.


I got my planters at my local Sam's Club but I found some on Amazon too!


Rooting for the Bison: if you're an idiot and you get close to wild animals to take a selfie or a photo, you DESERVE WHAT YOU GET. Personal responsibility you moron.

Glancing over headlines I saw this news story........

California woman gored by bison at Yellowstone National Park after getting within 10 feet to take photos

... and I said (out loud) GOOD!  GOOD! GOOD! GOOD!  Serves you right!!!!

A damn, entitled, stupid idiot.


For the record... this is me and my daughter
staying in our car and NOT GETTING CLOSE TO THE BISON.
Like intelligent and respectful people do.

Dear Customer Service - I'm weighing the stress, frustration and hatred of dealing with you verses just paying this bogus bill. Is this your evil plan to begin with to make me give up and just pay it? Brilliant.

So the first thing on my mind is we had a very boring dermatologist visit for Mr. Coffee and we just got copies of 3 of the insurance claims.  Remember the good old days when a doctor's office and the hospital would send you ONE bill and they were in charge of dividing up all the charges to the various people they used for the visit or service?

Somehow, over the past 8 years it's become the norm for everyone who looks at you, your chart, says hello to you or even just passes by your room and peeks in can (and do) bill you for it.  So, a regular old check-up at the dermatologist for a skin check turns into a bunch of different bills.  Most all were covered because it's just a preventative well visit but they often 'test' spots that look like they may be suspicious.  So 2 little scoops, tests done, tests clear.  All healthy.  But we have a bill for the 'lab' work.  No idea why but it seems when everything else is covered it's always the 'lab' bills that come in as due. 

And I have to be honest... I despise dealing with the idiots that answer the customer service lines so much that I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up paying this JUST SO I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THEM.

Sad but true.

My husband says  to call and fight it.  This one bill is basically an entire grocery shopping trip for us... but he also admitted that it's easy for him to say because he's not the one having to talk to idiots and fight it.

I THOUGHT I was ready to go to battle this morning.  I had 3 cups of coffee in me.  The copy of the claim in front of me.  The phone number scribbled down to call and the phone in my hand.

But I wimped out.

I'm a wuss.  Or I'm just not mentally and emotionally ready to deal with them.

(For the record we've worked for this company and thus, had this insurance for about 5.5 years now and in that time we did have ONE absolutely wonderful, intelligent, articulate person who knew her job, knew what she was talking about and didn't just make shit up to get you to think you had the situation figured out and would hang up 'happy' and therefore, make their numbers look good for customer service because when you find out they lied to you and you have to call back AGAIN to deal with the EXACT SAME THING, you'll get someone else to talk to so they don't give a crap).

This young woman was absolutely AWESOME and because of that, she was apparently promoted.  Sigh.  Once she was promoted, we've never ever ever in 5 years had another intelligent being at the other end of the line.

I'm rambling.   Perhaps it's procrastination... ha ha.  Because I'm pretty sure I've talked myself out of having to call and have come to terms with paying for the bill?  Although it still irks me because I KNOW FROM PAST EXPERIENCE if we make them resubmit the bill, it will probably either be covered 100% or will be paid to some extent and we'll probably end up owing about $45 of it.

But you have to go round and round with insurance companies and doctor's offices and hospitals now just to get them to do their jobs.  Typically they've "submitted the wrong codes" and they see that immediately when you call to inquire.  If they can easily and immediately see that a wrong code was used, then why didn't someone notice that BEFORE I had to call 3 people over the course of 2 days and wait on hold for 47 minutes each time?

Because people are lazy.  And sloppy.  And want to earn a buck without doing their jobs.

This is the news story that I read this morning that was on my mind when I started to chat about MY bill that should have been covered; 

Two Friends in Texas Were Tested for Coronavirus. One Bill Was $199. The Other? $6,408.

Because yes... this is exactly what happens.  Every damn time.  This is not an anomaly.  This is the norm.  And in the article you will see the quote "don't worry, your insurance will pay for it..."  which is something we hear ALL THE TIME.  And I've learned to then say to the doctor, resident, nurse or other medical staff:  NO THEY WON'T.  THEY WILL PUT THIS ON OUR DEDUCTIBLE, WHICH IS SKY HIGH AFTER OBAMA SCREWED UP THE HEALTHCARE SYSTEM, SO WE WILL BE PAYING FOR THIS OUT OF POCKET.

And every single time, the doctor has backed down immediately from ordering that 'extra' and un-needed test, service, etc. that they use to pad their pockets because 'insurance will pay for it'.  When they know WE are paying for it, suddenly those extra things?  It's no longer even needed and never was to begin with.

And... wow, so many side topics on this topic.  I best just stop... and drink more coffee.  BUT IF YOU READ THE COMMENTS BELOW THAT STORY you will see we are all in this together - we've all had it happen, it continues to happen and everyone knows about it.  The insurance companies and doctor's office back down IMMEDIATELY when the crazy bills are brought to light of day through social media and news media 'help' segments.   

.....Meh, it's just the coffee talking again.


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Turning down the radio so you can see better......

Yesterday Mr. Coffee and I had to go somewhere and I was driving.  As I approached a busy intersection I did what I always do at that corner, and have for over 8 years now; reached to turn the radio down... so I could see better.  :)  It's true though!  You can just concentrate better if it's quiet.  

This week one of my daughters sent me a photo she took of her 4 year old on the deck.  He had just told his brother, "Shhh!  Be quiet!  I smell something!"



Updates: The Rae Dunn inspired plates (not done); The lower level repainting - golden khaki walls to light gray, and painting dark wood furniture white/light gray

Brainstorming ideas....
Good Morning coffee friends -

It's a lazy, early, quiet morning here in the Coffee Haus (it's just 6:40 am now). I'm on my 2nd cup of coffee, Mr. Coffee is off today but in bed, obviously.  It's just me and the birds awake now, as the dogs are snoring in their beds near me.

I don't have much to chat about this morning.  Although, I'm wondering how some of my old coffee friends are doing.  There are some I stay in touch with through email and such, but there are others whom we've lost touch and if any of you are reading this this morning, please either comment below (at the very bottom of the posts) or drop me an email.  You know how to reach me!  :)


Trying different ideas
I never finished the plates I mentioned in the previous post because I've just not found the design I like that feels right yet.

I've tried the Rae Dunn influenced.  I've tried script.  'Forgot Your Phone?" word searches and other puzzles.  FARM FRESH style photos and logos.  Flowers. Leaves.


The photos are of my dining room table at this very second (yeah, for real) as I have various "TEST" images, words, fonts printed out on paper to brainstorm and 'trial and error' what I think I might want.  Meh.  So far none are speaking to me, saying 'yep, this is the design/font/word/photo' I want to use.

I'll continue to brainstorm.

We have to go to a family members home this morning to cut some barn wood for a bar top - but later we'll head back home to start todays project - repainting the lower level.  The bathroom was started - and we are loving it - so we are doing the whole basement (FINALLY!).  And since Mr. Coffee is helping with the walls, I've started to repaint, repurpose and recycle some of the wall decor, the mirror, etc.

Yesterday I painted the heavy, dark espresso wood bathroom mirror white.  Eeek!  It was a big step but I plan to paint the matching wood sink base as well and the mirror was a 'baby step'.  I was a bit nervous as once I took white paint to that dark wood there was no going back... but I loved it!

Ok!  Time for me to brew one last cup of coffee, check some email accounts and then... get dressed and start my day.

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Thinking I'm going to Rae Dunn the bathroom remodel a little bit... simple, plain, clean and white.

This is an old coffee ecard but whenever I see it I can 'hear' it being said by Raj from Big Bang Theory.  The way he says 'adorable' kills me.

Lots of projects going on around The Coffee Haus. Lots. And all different things.  And other things that aren't projects but still time consuming.  Sometimes, I just need to chill with hot coffee.

I loved the laundry room repainting and remodel so much it spurred me on to finally update the lower level bathroom.  So easy to ignore since I never go down there and it's mostly used by Mr. Coffee - who doesn't care if it's decorated in early 2004 era browns. 

This morning I'm continuing to try to nail down a design idea for some DIY decorative plates.  Yesterday I donned my mask and stuffed my purse with Cloxox wipes and hand sanitizer and ventured out to find bathroom decor in grays and whites with a 'farmhouse' theme... but not really.  I don't like 'farmhouse' so much as farmhouse-ish mixed with 'beach' and 'vintage chic'... kind of?

I can't explain it, but I know what I like.

We had some decorative plates in that bathroom with a great iron holder that will no longer match, so yesterday I bought plain white square plates in the right size (appetizer plates basically) and have been trying to come up with a design I like to either paint, stencil or Modge-Podge.

I'm leaning towards something Rae Dunn-ish.  You know - basic white with tall, skinny letters spelling out the item or a related word on it.  (I've posted about her before as I have some of her espresso coffee mugs, even though I don't really decorate my home in this style, generally speaking.)

I also am taking a deep breath and going to repaint a big, heavy, dark brown, wood, free standing sink base/cupboard.  Lots of intricate wood work and carvings but it's very dark and heavy and I think it will be 'adorable' (Raj again!) once lightened up to match the new gray and white neutral theme.  But... a bit intimidating.  It's currently unhooked from the water sources and pulled away from the wall but will have to have Mr. Coffee lug that heavy thing out to the garage so I can work on it.

Yesterday I bought some wall decor, a shelf for another bathroom we are currently updating, some new bath rugs, guest towels, blah blah blah. We have out of state family visiting next month so at least I have a "project must be done by...."

Tomorrow Mr. Coffee is going to help me paint.  He said he'll do the walls if I do... everything else.  So tomorrow I hope to refinish the big sink base/cupboard, paint the large bathroom mirror frame, paint the towel holder and decorative wall fixtures, put up a new shower curtain, switch out the bathroom decor, put in new towels, a towel/robe rack holder and... whatever else!

But today... Walmart.  For paint.  Lots and lots of paint.


Pump Sponge Holder

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When you are thinking of someone you haven't seen in 15-20 years and suddenly... there they are!

This morning I barely woke when Mr. Coffee left for work, but drifted back to sleep until I woke for the day at 5:am.  In that hour that I slept, I had a very simple dream, but one of those that leaves you feeling a bit off when you wake.

I know, I hate hearing other peoples dreams... I'm sure you do too so I'll keep it short and only the part that has me feeling like there was something more to it. 

I was walking down the hallway of a building.  Just before the exit, there was a doorway to my left.  Glancing in, I saw a small apartment.  It looked as though a very simple, elderly person lived there.  But there was a sweater on the floor, a couple things out of place, a grocery bag had fallen to the floor and the groceries had spilled out.  The door was open and no one was in the room.

I suddenly realized an elderly person had indeed lived there, but what I was seeing is the aftermath of them being treated by emergency EMTs and taken to the hospital.  Something (heart attack?  fall? stroke? seizure?) had happened when they arrived home from getting groceries.  The grocery sack had fallen.  They fell, emergency responders came, their brown sweater removed and thrown to the side, a few other things fallen, moved or strewn about.

I wanted to clean it up for them.
So I went in, picked up the sweater, folded it, laid it on the  couch.  Picked up a fallen blanket, did the same.  Was getting ready to pick up the bagged onion and a bagged bell pepper that were on the floor next to the brown paper grocery bag, when there were other people in the room.  One was a nun.  Older.  She thanked me for helping.... I felt like I knew her in some way but I couldn't place her.  I also felt like she had lived in this same room at some point in her life, years (like 50) ago.  And that the room was near a church. 

And then I woke up. 
I can't shake the feeling I 'know' the elderly person in real life, who had the medical emergency and... passed away?  I never saw them in the dream.  But I was left with the feeling that they had not been able to be saved.  And I was doing the little I could for them by cleaning up the mess and spills left when they collapsed/fell.

I was trying to help and mourn in my own little way.

I'm kind of waiting to see if I get any news my way in the next couple days that anyone I know passes. 


Unrelated coffee talking: I lost touch with an old childhood friend years ago.  He and I went to a small elementary school together, church together, grew up friends.  He became friends with my boyfriend (now husband) as well.  After school, I married and he went into the military.  He was stationed in Germany for a time but when he got back to the States he was stationed just about 45 minutes from where we lived - 1000 miles away from all our (and his) friends and family.  He often came to spend weekends with my husband and I - getting away from the military base, away from the single-soldier lifestyle and just chilling with us and our baby daughter.  For about a year we did this, then he moved, we moved... and although we caught up a few times after that if we were both in our old hometown at the same time (rare) we lost touch.

About a week ago I was wishing I had his contact information.  I had read in our hometown paper, his Mom had passed away.  I wanted to offer my condolences but didn't have his information and I don't use Facebook and thought it might be odd to just 'google' him and send something to a random address I found on him.  So I let it go, but it's been on my mind and bugging me for a week that I really wish I had his contact, and should I just send a card to his address I found on Google even though he didn't actually share it with me himself?  Would that be too creepy/weird of me when I haven't talked to him in 15-20 years?

SIDE NOTE:  Last night my best girlfriend (who lives about 1000 miles away)  texted me with a photo of a couple old recipes she found in her Mom's old recipe box she had inherited.  This is weird because she never usually texts, she doesn't cook, and has little interest in recipes.  She's a fly-by-the-seat-of-your pants kind of girl who maybe uses Snapchat once every 2 weeks, and texts about once every 3-4 weeks - important things or photos of her family kayaking or somemthing.  But not random photos of boring things like old recipe cards.

Recipes:  There was one from the Mom of my old (lost) childhood friend, and another from her Mom; we were chatting about because it served 1000 people and we both laughed wondering why in the world her Mom had an old recipe for stew that would serve 1000 people!?  The text messages were going to a 'group' message - just me and one other number I didn't recognize except it was from my old home state (where my best friend lives).

I was in my pajamas, in bed, reading a book during this very short 2-3 text exchange.  

But then I wondered;  who was this other number/person she texted these two recipes to?  And why?

Was the other phone number someone who also knew my friends Mom?  Someone who likes old recipes?  One of her own 9 siblings?  Was it another one of our childhood elementary/church friends?

Suddenly I had a feeling I should text that person and ask... because I had a strong feeling I knew who it was.  

I picked my phone back up and texted:  "Is this John?"  followed by:  "I was just wondering who else Jennifer might have been group texting her Mom's old recipe to!"  Adding a smiling face.

It took about 20 minutes for a response (I don't blame them, I'd be a little creeped out too).  

"Yes, it is John."  :)   And you?"


I suddenly got a very excited reply!

He couldn't believe it was me - and he was blown away.  He said how much he was excited to find it was me, as he wondered how me and my husband were, and he's missed us.  We chatted a little bit, just catching up very basic info; and agreed to do a phone or video call later this weekend to catch up... on 15-20 years.  LOL.  

So cool that just a few days ago I was wishing so badly I had contact with this person
and suddenly, out of the blue, they were included on a random group text to me.

And now... we have each others contacts again... and hope that maybe we can fit in a visit this summer!


Coffee Talking.... renewing drivers licenses, getting a newborn social security card and waiting for my passport renewal... all during COVID-19.

Mr. Coffee left for work around 4:am and I fell back to sleep.  I woke later to him calling me from work to let me know he had pulled his drivers license out of his wallet while he was waiting on 'hold' on a call earlier and had noticed his license expired 3 days ago.

What is funny is that his only question to me is where I went to get my STAR id renewal (literally right before COVID quarantines hit). 

He just assumed he'd pop in and get his DL renewed too. 

Ummm....  the boy has no clue half the country is still shut down during this COVID virus. 

Seriously.  His life hasn't changed one bit through this all so it's easy for him to forget. 
He was an essential worker so he continued to go to work just like normal.  And his company didn't have any safety measures in place at all for the first almost 2 months of quarantines so he wasn't wearing a mask or gloves or anything out of the ordinary.  He doesn't do the errands or shopping or appointments to keep our household running so again, he didn't pay attention to things like me wearing masks to the grocery store and only shopping certain hours.  

He works his a$$ off at work - his normal work day is around 12 hours plus an hour commute each way - so his life is basically getting up at 3:30 am, getting ready for work, going to work, working an exhausting schedule, driving home, working out in the basement, eating dinner, watching tv and going to sleep to do it all again the next day.  

I guess he just assumed he'd pop into the DMV or a courthouse and get his license done as if it were still 'normal' out there in COVID land.

So I just spent about 30 minutes researching his options in our state, county and the surrounding counties.

Because the two courthouses nearest us that do regular renewals are both closed.  The DMV I went to for my STAR renewal is closed.  I made a list of what IS open and found one about 10 miles from where he works that is SUPPOSEDLY open with regular 8-4, M-F hours.  I texted him all the information but I haven't heard back if he'll attempt that one tomorrow or not.  It's probably going to be a madhouse.... even more than DMV's are.  Which are terrible even on a random Tuesday in 2019 before COVID.  LOL.

On the flip side but similar topics:   A family member had a new baby last month and his new social security card came right within the 2 weeks span they normally come... so the SS offices for newborn social security cards are doing well.  

However, I sent in all my paperwork, photos and passport for a passport renewal in March.  They received it and accepted it ONE DAY before they shut down their offices. LOL.  At least it got there in time to be 'in the system' so I know it arrived!  The notice on the passport site says all the paperwork, passports and photos were being kept secure during this time while they were closed... so, fingers crossed they really were.  Passport offices are slowly opening up on a 'limited' basis.  They say they are processing passports as they arrived.  I don't like having my passport, all my information and my photos floating around 'out there' so I'll breathe easier when I have them all back in my hands!!!



“The irony of vandalizing a monument to those who died to end slavery is lost on the morons who don’t know their history.”   -Joe Walsh, a member of the Friends of Matthias Baldwin Park


Good Morning!  Not sure what today holds for me... I had considered hiking a new trail about an hour away from here but when I checked the weather it says we are going from 40% rain to 80% throughout today.  Yet, at 8:am, I don't see 40% of rain... I see the sun.

Considering it's an hour away, I have a feeling I'd drive there, get stuck in the start of a storm and have to drive an hour home again in a strong pour down.

Plus, Mr. Coffee informed me at 5:22 pm yesterday he had today off. "Giving you a heads up I'm off tomorrow!"  -  a heads up?  He was on his way home.  I guess telling me at 5:22 pm instead of when he actually walked in the door at 5:45 was a heads up??  But him being off always throws me off my game for the day.

So... perhaps, maybe, get started clearing out the basement guest bathroom and taping it off for the painting I keep procrastinating?  Running to Sam's Club for a couple items I need?  Not sure yet.  I'll decide over one more cup of hot, strong coffee.

Quick update to yesterdays post regarding the friend-of-the-family baby watch:  Baby delivered around 5:30 pm by c-section; a healthy little girl. 

Sorry this morning's coffee talk is.... disjointed, and doesn't even really say anything.  I've got two dogs shuffling around me, a husband I hear on the other side of the wall awake and moving around and I think getting ready for the day, and a huge bug of some weird sort flying around the big office window trying to find a way out... looks like a cross between a wasp and a fly.

Concentration is not happening.


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Sixlets and Skin Colored Walls: it's just the coffee talking

I had high hopes about today.
That was last night around 2:30 am.
Once today happened however?  Meh.

So it's coffee and watching Emily Blunt and John Krasinski interview montages on YouTube for a bit.
That instead of hiking a trail.
Because with some things open and some things closed and other things partially open, or only for certain hours or open but parking and buildings are closed...

Gah.  It got too overwhelming to decide where to go or what to do.
And then it rained all morning anyway so... there's that.

The list of things I could or should do today is quite long.  That's actually another list I had in my brain 2 nights ago that I planned to do... yesterday.

We have a guest bedroom closet packed full of bins and boxes of wedding paraphernalia. We had a family wedding last summer that I did pretty much everything for; so we have about 30 bins and boxes of everything we used and after it was over, I was so mentally and physically and emotionally exhausted from the whole hullabaloo I just packed everything away and decided to deal with it some other time.  I swear, I bet I have leftover reception cookies in one of those boxes.

I know I have a bunch of blue and white candy of all sorts from the 'candy bar' - because I snuck up last night and grabbed a handful of Sixlets to munch on out of one of them.  I, the girl who hates chocolate, doesn't care for sweets and doesn't eat sugar at all... have a weak spot for what my husband calls the cheapest, grossest chocolate ever made.  Every other chocolate I can pass up easily as it would make me hurl.  But Sixlets?  What magical spell is on me that I love them?  (I'll put a link at the bottom of this post to some of them on Amazon if you aren't familiar with what I'm talking about.)

That same guest room where the boxes take up the entire closet is another 'project' I've not prioritized.  It was the bedroom of one of our kids who has flown the nest.  The walls and ceiling need to be painted, the old bookshelves repainted or replaced and basically the room needs to be put together as ... a room.  The last couple years it's served as a lackluster guest room for anyone visiting with a baby as we have a crib and changing table in that room.  Mostly it's used by toddlers and babies so it's easy to move to the bottom of the priority list.

Speaking of which... repainting the basement.  Long term readers of It's Just the Coffee Talking will remember when I gave my husband a paint sample of a really pretty khaki gray tan color to get at the store for me.  He went to a store that didn't carry the brand of the sample so he got it 'matched' and came home with 2 gallons.  As I've done all the painting of all the houses in all our marriage... he was going to 'help' me this time and started to paint the basement for me.

Yay!  Right?
Not the brightest bulb... the paint did NOT match the sample.  Not even close.  What he came home with was more a peachy skin color.  And he proceeded to paint our ENTIRE BASEMENT with skin colored paint.

In true Mr. Coffee fashion, his answers to my exclamations over this disgusting, stomach turning color that was now all over the basement and made me feel as if I was standing inside a giant's stomach was;  "I didn't notice" it was not a color match to the khaki-gray sample and  "I didn't think about it" as to how he could continue to paint every single wall this horror movie 'skin covered' wall color.

I repainted the stairwell and I painted the guest room in the basement but the rest of the walls I've ignored and I clench my jaw when I walk through that portion of the house. 

Ironically  (?) the topic came up last weekend when we were visiting someone and Mr. Coffee mentioned he should 'help' me repaint it since he's the one that painted it the awful color to begin with, and that after I told him it reminded me of cadaver skin all over our walls, that's all he can think of now when he looks at it.  Skin covered walls.

Not only do we need to paint the basement, but that lower level bathroom as well... and redo the decorating.  It's a 'was cool at the time' bronze, silver and gold with brown bathmats and towels.  UGH.  Needs to be updated.

And that's just the tip of the "PROJECTS WE NEED TO DO" iceberg.  And by 'we' I mean 'me' because that's how Mr. Coffee rolls.

But what am I doing?

Sitting here, sipping hot coffee, glancing at my phone for updates on the 'baby watch' situation as we wait for a family friend to give birth today and........  and trying not to think about how big my butt is probably getting from doing so much 'sitting' during the last 3+ months of quarantines.

And that my friends.... is all blathering ramble.

Don't mind me.

It's just the coffee talking again.

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