Changing Hats Today

 Another beautiful cool morning slipped by yesterday as I sipped my morning caffeine.  I was already awake because Cooper demands his morning snack before 5:00.  He's been fooled now for 13 years.  The second snack is really the teeth cleaning treat.  Amazing how well that little nugget works.  I was thinking I just might have to try it since MY teeth cleaning bill runs about $300 a year!!

It was a draggy morning after late night Bingo, but I forced myself to actually get dressed in something suitable for Home Depot.  I really never have to go too far in that direction since many of the people who shop there wear their sweats and bedroom slippers.  On this day I needed my plumbers hat.

Let me just say that Delta faucets don't last at all.  My dad always said buy Moen.  He was right.  I've never had a Moan faucet fail, nor have I had to search the planet for washers that fit.  Delta doesn't sell any washers for their faucets ... they sell you the entire piece where the water comes out for $25 each, which they point out includes the washer.  No washer equals VERY leaky faucets!!

And so I looked for Moen, but YIKES!!  The Pfister was the cheapest.  I thought twice about ANY faucet when I figured up the price of installation.  Maybe a leaky faucet isn't so bad after all.

This one I DID have to replace.  The guest shower was spraying water everywhere but out the holes.  Yes, it was a Delta too.  Miracle of miracles, I actually found this MOEN shower head in the right bronze color.  It was the only one in the entire store.  I snatched it up in a flash, not even looking at the price.  I didn't care ... my little pretty!!!

Back home with my plumbers hat on and a little plumbers tape, she works like a charm.  Cyndae will be happy it works too since she's coming for another rental house check.  I'll be happy not to have to mop up all the water on the floor from the errant Delta.

Just because this stuff was on sale and I seem to have a plethora of black widow spiders, I picked up another jug.  It works really well ... so well in fact that I don't have to hire a Pest Control guy here.  No worries, the spiders are all outside and only come out at dark.  That's when my next hat goes on and I KILL KILL KILL!!!  Just kidding ....... maybe .........

My last stop in Home Depot was for plants to replace the ones I dug out, long dead from my lack of skills and the gardeners chain saw cutting off their water supply.  I'll get them planted this morning, adding drip that comes directly from the hose instead of through a long line sticking up in the air.

To top it off, I didn't even have to check myself out.  I went through the gardening section and straight up to the counter where the nice employee helped me.  Remember that for next time.  

At last I got to take all my hats off and just veg out on the couch.  I finally finished the hand sewing on this quilt.  I'm going to take a break from the other million piece creature and start up a cowboy quilt.

While bug spraying around the garage, I noticed something different about my rig.  This is the door lock which works so handily with a key fob.  Can you guess?  There's supposed to be a keypad with numbers on the right.  Apparently the numbers were just a stick on piece of plastic that has completely disappeared.  I have the fob and the keys, but what if I lose them?  I'll never be able to get back in, not knowing what the numbers are on the pad.  

Of course the box it came in is in Arizona, so I don't have the phone number to call.  I guess a detective hat is in order to see if they can mail me something that I can scotch tape to the wall!!

This was the kid as I watched the last of the bull riding late last night.  The top three riders are neck in neck as they being the summer rodeo schedule.  Hey ... it's better than watching all the death and murder mysteries!!

I'll be out planting my new flowers this morning in the cool air, throwing around a little spray to kill the fire ants invading the land.  Hopefully these plants will survive the power tool onslaught of the gardeners.