Home Maintenance @ MindSay

FIRST AND FOREMOST I WOULD LIKE TO SAY THAT I AM JEALOUS OF MYCLETTE BECAUSE SHE GOT TO SEE MY BABY'S DADDY, LENNY KRAVITZ IN CONCERT LAST NIGHT! I AIN'T MAD AT YOU GIRL!

Also check out greatgoogamooga if you want to read some contemporary poetry. I love poetry but am terrible at writing it so I was surfing around looking for poetry bloggers and BAM! There are some really nice and sometimes dark poems on his blog so check'em out. Now on to me.....

 

Howdy all, as you know I am on the road to adventure these days and have been "training" for some vigorous outdoor activities. I put training in quotes because I don't think I train in the truer sense of the word. Anyway I have dropped another 7 pounds and gained a tiny bit of muscle. Crazy, huh? Anyway after my workout this morning I came home to shower, and then prepare for the lecture that I have to give tomorrow on the Aztec account of the Spaniard conquest of Mexico (say that 5 times fast) and found that the fucking water was off because of some sort of maintenance issue. So I had to sit down all funky and wait until the water came back on which I had to pray was before I had to start getting ready for work. Luckily for the me, the folks on the bus and my co-workers the water was back on about 30 minutes after I got home and I could do some maintenance of my own. 

On a happier note I finally got my package from Crystal Mountain aromatics and I will be making soap all weekend (well not all weekend but you get the idea). I needed some supplies to complete some special orders I had. So all the ladies on my email list compiled by the lovely Lady Hester  shall find there soaps on the way by Monday before class (or Tuesday after I get home from work) of next week.  Now excuse me for a moment while I channel some of the ghetto of my youth so that I might address someone who visits my blog on the cool...... 

 

Andy/Alex- I am gonna need for you to keep her name outta yo'  mouth. We can chill and everything but I think you know me well enough to know where I draw the fuckin' line. So if you can't cut the shit then stop fuckin' wit me then eat a fuckin dick you cunt!  I didn't wanna put you on blast but after that shit you pulled last night you and yo mutha fuckin' friends can eat me cuz I don't get down like that! You know I don't fight unless I am in danger of serious bodily harm or possible death and I have never had a fist fight in the school-yard or anything like that...But keep runnin' yo fuckin' mouth and I will SNATCH YO ASS BALD! And that as you say is "on da real"!

Now If you can cut the shit, then call me Boo......it's all on you. 

Sorry about that folks but I wanted to make sure I was heard by someone verbally and in writing so there is no mistake.

how about a poem....here...goes....

 

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;  
so many things seem filled with the intent  
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.  
  
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster  
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.  
The art of losing isn't hard to master.  
  
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:  
places, and names, and where it was you meant   
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.  
  
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or  
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.  
The art of losing isn't hard to master.  
  
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,  
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.  
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.  
  
  
--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture  
I love) I shan't have lied.  It's evident  
the art of losing's not too hard to master  
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.--Elizabeth Bishop

Goddess Bless

Living in a condo without a yard is beginning to look quite attractive...I'm going to have 3 trees cut down in my front yard. The guy gave me an estimate today. It won't be cheap but one of these trees is huge with 3 trunks. That one's branches are brushing both my roof and my neighbor's roof and we spend hours every fall raking leaves from just that tree. I will be glad to have it gone. The other 2 are more of a nuisance and won't cost that much to have taken down, and the guy is also going to chop off some very big limbs (also overhanging the roof) from several other trees. This company has been in business for 30 years and has done work for my dad, and they're bonded, insured, etc. and will chip, rake, and haul everything away. I hate to spend the money but I know I'll be glad when it's done, especially this fall when there are millions less leaves to rake!

Fourteen years ago we had some work done on this house, new paint and wallpaper, carpet, etc. I haven't done any maintenance since then either. Now all that looks rather shabby.  I can't afford new carpet but I'm thinking about either new wallpaper or just taking off the old stuff and painting the walls. I'm trying to look at the house through the eyes of a potential buyer and I'm thinking, yuck! This needs work, that needs work, and so on.

 I also need a new kitchen floor. The present one is 19 years old and has these little dimples in the pattern that will never ever come clean again no matter what. At Home Depot I looked at commercial grade tile, the 12"-square things you see in public buildings. Not ceramic--I'm not sure what it really is--but it's not expensive and it would surely wear well and is completely smooth so should be easy to clean. Anybody have any wisdom or advice on such things?

I have the house pressure washed every 2 or 3 years and it's time for that again too. The deck has algae growing on it and so does the sidewalk.  I hate spending money on stuff like that but sometimes you just have to do it.