I know for a fact that wasp spray will kill garter snakes - how do I know this you ask? The brown snake with yellow stripes that I battled last week died. His dead, shriveled up body was in my planter in the front yard. I had to have my neighbor to the north remove the body and I about had to stand in the street while he carried it from the planter to my trash can. So evidently wasp spray will do the job - if you use almost a full can like I seem to for each snake I find in the yard.
The major decluttering continues - not sure when it will end but hope it will eventually. It seems each day I work on at least one area of the house. I was all ready to go to the household hazardous waste drop off yesterday - see pic below of my trunk full of stuff. Got to Valley High and no one was there - realized the drop off is NEXT Saturday - heavy sigh. I asked one of the guys at church (a WDM fireman no less) if I should take all that stuff out of my trunk since it was pretty warm today and will be again tomorrow. I was a little concerned with some of the items in my trunk that the high heat could possibly ignite some of them and blow my car up (which would be bad, very bad) - Bill said I should probably unload my trunk - so I did last night after working the church garage sale.
This is Dude (aka Scruffy Dog from Build-a-Bear). The kids picked him out and made him for me after Mike died - with each of them putting a heart inside so Dude has three hearts - and I've slept with Dude every night but maybe four or five since Mike died. They named him Dude because whenever Mike would call the boys on the phone he'd say, "What's going on Dude". When my sis-in-law, niece and I were in Branson last fall Chrissy and I stopped at the Build-a-Bear store on Branson Landing where I wanted to see if they had a Branson t-shirt. I can't remember if they didn't have a t-shirt or if all the t-shirts were girly and Dude is NOT girly :) I called that store last week and found out what this season's Branson shirt was, bought it and had them mail it to me. Doesn't Dude look cute :)
Yesterday after realizing the hazarous drop off wasn't gonna happen, I visited the Dollar Tree before heading to the church garage sale. Check out the cute, hibiscus table cloth I got - for $1.00. I made the horrific mistake asking if they had storage bins and was told, "not for $1.00" and then got a very long and detailed account of how I was in Dollar Tree, not Dollar General........ wow.
So here's some of the crew from the church garage sale. The three of us in front are trying to eat the same pastery. It was announced this morning that over $1,000 was made at our two day sale! There were no prices on any items - it was all free-will donation (give what you thought something was worth or what you were able to give). Not too bad.
I stopped by the gargage sale with my last two boxes of stuff/donations and then wanted to pop over to the Fairgrounds for the art show - and then come back to do my shift at the garage sale. The next two pix are a couple of things I bought at the art show. I told people that I had THE best time yesterday at a show like this since Mike died. We used to go to this event together - along with other craft shows - and since Mike's been gone I've still gone to some of the shows in the area but not really enjoyed myself. Yesterday I was really getting into looking at things, talking to people (don't faint Chrissy) and treated myself to some items that I probably wouldn't have normally bought - but since I'm not taking a vacation this year I used some of my vacation money.
These are photos printed on canvas. The vertical one is in my bedroom upstairs and the horizontal one is on the enclosed front porch.
Last year at the art show I bought Dad a really neat framed print of two draft horses and he really likes it. I had hoped that artist would be at the show this weekend and she was so I treated myself to this print "Working Girls". This artist has a couple more prints I'd like to eventually get. One has a pair of brown (bay or chestnut) draft horses plus a pair of black draft horses in it - it's really awesome.
So after I was done at the art show at the Fairgrounds I was off back to the garage sale. I was going from E. 30th and Grand (Fairgrounds) to SE 22nd (just south of Hartford). Maybe 10 minutes at the most??? Instead of cutting back from E. 30th to E. 14th on Maury I thought I would continue to go further south on Vandalia Road for a little drive because I just knew I would run into either Indianola Avenue or worst case Army Post Road and work my way back to the garage sale. I'm enjoying my drive in the country checking out houses but think I've probably gone too far for Indianola Avenue - so Army Post Road shouldn't be too much further........... Nope. So I'm like I should eventually run into 65/69 and take that back north into Des Moines to get to the garage sale. As I drive under the bypass I thought 65/69 should just be up the road..... Nope. I eventually realize where I am - I'm at the Casey's outside of Runnells!!!! And I'm heading the WRONG way to find Highway 163 to go past Southeast Polk, through Pleasant Hill and get to the garage sale. So I turn around. As I'm going through Pleasant Hill I'm kinda hungry (it's around noon) so I thought I'd hit their McDonald's. The drive through was too busy so went inside - BIG mistake. Ten minutes later I finally get my All American Cheeseburger Meal Deal without any Ronald McDonaldland cookies (the animal cracker type cookies) because those have been discontinued by McDonald's - really?! It's tradition to buy two bags of those to share with Butler everytime I go to McDonald's - guess that tradition has come to an end. So anyway - back to the car and to the garage sale. 45 minutes AFTER leaving the Fairgrounds I once again drive by the Fairgrounds to work my way back to SE 22nd and the garage sale. Only me................. Oh ya - what I thought was the bypass I drove under was Highway 65/69 that I was looking for and I still don't know where Vandalia took the turn that lead me away from Des Moines.............
After church I had my first of three half price line dance lessons (Living Social deal) at MadHatter Dance Studio (or something like that). It was a lot of fun and I got a bit of a workout. My main issue is for some reason I keep most of my weight on my left side so when I have to move to the left or just step or kick with my left foot it really throws me off balance. I asked the instructor after class what I could do to keep this from happening - he said to release the knee of whatever leg I'm using so my weight is more evenly balanced. Look out "Dancing With The Stars" and Maks - I'm heading your way sometime in the future - NOT :)
The picture below is my rearranged, decluttered upstairs. Mike and I had a goal several years ago to get my Uncle's green chair (the one in the foreground) and the papason upstairs but we never did. I now have both of them upstairs to enjoy - and got them both up there on my own. The wall of pictures you can see has three small P. Buckley Moss prints, the two prints from the art show from this past weekend, a crocheted (sp?) McFall doiley and the large print above Uncle's chair is my remarqued Moss Print of Red Hat and Pink Hat ladies that Pat Moss signed "my title" in gold pen, Valley Junction Divas, which was the Red Hat/Pink Hat group I started a few years ago that no longer meets.
Sitting in Uncle's green chair is Roark - the artic fox that Mike and I made at the Branson Build-a-Bear store our last vacation together - which we had no idea it was our last vacation together. Mike liked doing goofy/sweet thinkgs like this too - so he stood patiently in line with me (and all the little kids that were making their animals) to make Roark. Mike kissed his heart (Roark has two hearts since we both made him) and Mike helped give Roark his "bath". We named the fox Roark since that is the name of the resort where our timeshare is located in Branson. Roark is wearing Mike's motorcycle "do" rag and wearing the Branson t-shirt that the store had that year.

Off to put a load of laundry in the dryer............





































