The characterization theorem which we are going to derive will serve to show that the functions which fall under the first definition but not under the second are, from a certain point of view, to be considered as freaks, counter examples rather than examples.
Max A. Zorn

Okay. So step one, well, step two in the bathroom remodel is almost done. the Air Conditioner guys have been here since noon. Freaks. Serious freaks. I had a nail appointment at 11:00, my husband knows this, it’s in our agreement…snicker…he calls me at 11:15 to tell me to get home as soon as I can because the AC guys are there already. they were supposed to be here after lunch, like at 1:00 or 2:00p. Okay, I said. Like I was really going to interupt my nail appointment to run home two hours early to let the AC guys in. They can do lunch
So when I got home the DH was here showing them what to do….freaks I tell you. I walked out back and one (the first guy) says, “Hi Judi.” As if… Honest, I don’t know him from Adam and I felt it inappropriate for him to call me Judi, as if he knew me. The DH left me alone with them. I went to pull weeds.

Seriously, what’s with all the yelling? And the saying of I can’t do this? One of the guys (the first guy) knew my DH, I guess he lived across the street from our house the year before the DH and I met and I moved in. The other (the second guy) knows he is a plumber, so automatically he cannot do the drain thing? Makes no sense to me. Would he do the drain thing if the DH wasn’t a plumber? I think so, I think he would have found a way. I think it was part of the job, but because the DH is a plumber and does drain type things he didn’t want to bother with it. I suggested that they should subtract that portion from the bill, you know if my husband has to finish the job.

Then, I mean seriously, I am standing on the front deck eating the rest of my frosty cause I had been pulling weeds, trying to escape the yelling, and he (the second guy) comes around to chat with me. Just general chit chat..Hello. My DH says they are paid by the hour, no chatting. Anyway, he is telling me about the first call they had went on this morning. An older lady at the south end of the beach. Her A/C wouldn’t work. So when they went to check it out, The compressor and everything else was there but the coils were missing. Odd, I said. The Black’s he said. They stole them. What the? Why are you even talking to me you freak. I went inside.

Katie (our kitty) had went and hid with all the yelling and I couldn’t find her, so between the in and out of them two, and the attic stairs being down, I wanted to make sure I located her before they closed up the attic. You didn’t see my cat running around up there did you. No, I don’t think so, but she should be here somewhere all the doors have been shut. Then honestly, he starts yelling, Here kitty-kitty. Here kitty-kitty. Like she was going to come out of hiding and embrace his freakness.

They have to come back after the electrician comes and runs the permenant lline to the A/C, now in it’s new home on the west side of the house, nice cause it is shady all day there and has some protection from the wind and rain. I think I am going to schedule my MRI for that day, cause really I don’t think I could take them again. Freaks.

Everything that happens happens as it should, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.
Marcus Aurelius

I just made Banana Bread. Waiting for it to cool a bit. Listening to Norah Jones. Relaxing. I was told that I need to de-stress and learn to manage stress a bit better. I’ve just had my three month check up with the neurologist and he is sending me for another MRI and according to those results, most probably a spinal tap. Unspoken diagnosis, maybe MS. Three months ago, he felt confident saying, No, in my professional opinion, I do not think you have MS. Now, well we should look for some demyelination of the spine and check those white spots again. It could also be peri-menopause. Either way. Im going to sit here and de-stress, eat banana bread and listen to Norah. No since worrying about it.

So, whatcha been up too? Me. You know. Same ole’. We are in the process of remodeling our bathroom. Well, let me rephrase that, we tore the shower out two weeks ago this week. And that is as much as we have done. Today, we met with the contractor who will be doing the work. You know, if we can ever pick a style, pick a tile, faucets, sink, toilet…colors. Did I ever mention that my love is a plumber? You would think this would be DONE by now! He showed pictures of his work – an excellent craftsman – so excellent in fact, that when and if we ever get the bathroom project started finished he is going to redo our kitchen cabinets. Exciting! I’ve asked him to move in and live with me for the next few months….I even offered him food. Couldn’t go the sex route because, well, he’s old and ewww.

The children are doing well. Sister is finally getting over the bitchiness of her teachers for her absence for the cruise. She also got her top braces off and is scheduled to have the bottom ones removed next week.

Brother, he is doing so well in kindergarten. He loves it now. He has a little girlfriend as he calls her. He has learned to read, it’s a small book but he can read the whole thing by himself. I am proud of him, but more importantly, he is proud of himself. He has also mastered the art of tying his own shoes. I think honestly he is more proud of that! I stand quite amazed at how fast and how quickly he is growing and maturing. I could be sad about it if I let myself.

When I make banana bread, I always use three mini-loaf pans. Yeah, I know, I just totally switched gears, its okay, keep up. I make one with out nuts, one with nuts just on top, and one full of nuts – that one is mine! Walnuts. Delicious! Honest, you should go get you some bananas and make some. It’s that good.

Going for my second piece now. Bye.

Edible, adj.: Good to eat, and wholesome to digest, as a worm to a toad, a toad to a snake, a snake to a pig, a pig to a man, and a man to a worm.
Ambrose Bierce

I was going to link to this recipe in my post above but couldn’t find it? I can’t believe I haven’t posted this recipe before now. It must be here somewhere - miscategorized or something. Or, maybe it was one of my past blogs. Yeah, that’s probably it. This recipe is the best. Makes great take-along gifts, I’m taking one mini-loaf to Brother’s teacher today when I pick him up. You know…sucking up. Enjoy.

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