Wilde Woman, I had to laugh about the pigeon feather, although I know how hard it can be to ignore something like that, once our attention has focused on it. Some things don't have any good solutions. For the past six months or so one of the two lights on the outside wall at my back door has had a dirt daubber (dobber, mud daubber, or whatever--need to check with the team Muzz posted) nest built firmly onto the bulb, where it screws into the fixture. If you don't have them in your area, dirt dobbers are like wasps, but brown or shiny black in color. They collect dirt and water and build nests like adobe. Hard as a rock and impossible to break or remove gently. This bulb cannot be unscrewed without removing the nest and I can't figure out how to remove the nest without breaking the bulb and leaving part of it screwed into the socket. Of course the bulb has been burned out for months.
Nameless, good thing it's winter and not summer or else you might have an ant problem. But yeah, on the bright side, at least it wasn't something that would smell rotten in a bit.
Muzz, once again, it's surprising to see your temperature similar to mine. We've hit a high of 52* here today. I enjoyed the video. Anything about language and accents is interesting to me. I know very little about Canada or British words so I learned some things. Most often I'm hearing people compare how Texans talk with other places in the U.S. But even here, so many words have changed meaning over my lifetime, I don't always get it right. To this day I refuse to call a "commode" a toilet, which almost everyone does now. When I was young a toilet was an outhouse, period, end of story!
Lil0, remember when the Fish 'n Chips places were popular here in the U.S.? I always had to stop and figure out what they meant by chips. It seemed like it should have been the little curly, crispy things (which I loved with their vinegar) but I think it was French fries.
Kat, it cleared off here by mid-morning and is nice and sunny now. Come on, it's time for you to catch up! Still windy and chilly here though.
Poirot, what a disaster for your maid of honor--at the time. But it sure makes a funny story now! I hope your son makes it to see you. Years ago I was surprised when I visited my son and his wife, when they washed their dog's feet before letting it back in the house. (I've never lived with a dog in the house). However, they now have three dogs that go in and out a lot and I've noticed nobody wipes their feet anymore.
Robin, I'm glad things worked out for you to enjoy your time at the skating place. I love your descriptions of Vinnie's watchdog instincts. He's so funny.
I've stayed in today, haven't gotten much done. For lunch I cooked a ham slice in my air fryer, also had some sweet potato and collard greens. Wish I'd had some cornbread to go with it but everytime I buy buttermilk, thinking I'll make some cornbread, I end up not doing it and letting the buttermilk ruin instead.
A little disappointment today. My daughter had sent me a note yesterday saying she and her husband were coming out to a town about 50 miles from here today to see her cousin's grandbaby. They were going to come by here tomorrow morning on their way home, to meet me at church and then I'd follow them to a town 17 miles away to eat and they'd go on home from there. It would have been a short visit but I always love having them go to church with me and I'm glad for any time to visit with them. But she called today on their way to her cousin's and said they would have to go straight home from there today, due to her husband's work conflict. I don't mind too much because most of the towns around here have had their schools closed due to the spread of viruses so I'd just as soon not go out to eat in one of those towns right now anyway. These are tiny towns so if their schools are closing, you can pretty well bet the viruses are everywhere.
