Happy Sunday TKW Family! So this past week has been odd. We had to take my car back AGAIN to the repair center as it still was shaking when started – this makes what, trip number 8 since January? Well as they are repairing it they call Mr. Fantabulous to inform him that my one tire is well… square. No, not round… square. WTH? See when you put true snow tires on a vehicle it gets louder driving on the road. Why? Simple really; more treads the more noise. So as I drove I attributed the loudness to that. Yeah, I was wrong. Here a belt thing-a-ma-bob (yes that’s the girl technical term) broke inside the tire so that’s what was causing the noise. Well since the first day of Spring was Friday we planned on just swapping out my tires/rims for my summer ones.
Well that was the plan until I woke up yesterday to see a blanket of white covering my driveway, yard and everything in between. So wait, Thursday it was like 50F and Friday it’s SNOWING? WTH Mother Nature! Are you going to menopause cause these mood swings have got to go lady! Someone give her a shot of tequila, some chocolate, a Midol and a hug. Damn! And get this… Saturday was 53F! Oy! No wonder people are sick and miserable here right now in the ‘Burgh. I love, love, love this city but I absolutely HATE our weather! If I could move Pittsburgh to Scottsdale, Arizona I would. LOL
So I started PT and yeah, it sucks as it hurts but I’m trooper and push through the pain. Plus man I so miss working out. Thankfully those 10 pounds I gained since December are off. I swear bread is a killer for me. I just look at a bagel and BOOM! Instant 2 pounds on the thighs! So I cut back drastically on the breads/carbs, increased my proteins and veggies and what I found what I was doing was ‘picking’ at stuff. And that’s not me. I’m not a grazer-type-of eater. Are you? Mr. Fantabulous is though not so much anymore.
This past week unfortunately he was down for the count with a pretty wicked head cold. I swear we went through 4 boxes of tissues, 8 quarts of magic “thoup” or that would be chicken soup in “sickese” and a gallon of orange sherbert. Well I shouldn’t say ‘we’ as I wasn’t allowed to touch the “thoup” but only to heat it up and put it in the bowl AND scoop him out the sherbert. Oh no, I couldn’t eat any. He may need it because he “thick in the head” (sick in the head). LOL But honestly it broke my heart to see him so sick; so pitiful. I’m a very nurturing person and since we don’t have kids he’s like my big kid so I really spoil him.
However he felt better on Friday which mean Saturday I wanted to clean out 3 rooms. Just literally 3 rooms and it wasn’t a lot. I actually got the one done myself, with a single arm in about a few hours. Just more or less putting stuff in boxes for charity and getting rid of clutter. Spring Cleaning if you will. With my having surgery he’s been sleeping in the one spare room as he’s a tosser/turner/sleep-not-on-his-side-of-the-bed kinda guy and I was fearful of the lug rolling on me or touching my shoulder by accident. Well with him being sick that spare room literally looked like a bomb went off in it from him. So when he started feeling better I gave him 1 task for Saturday. Literally one thing. Clean out the spare bedroom (which literally would have taken me an hour tops to do). Oh he picked up the crap off of the floor and moved a rocker however it needed a lot more done. But then he got distracted and decided since it was nice out we needed to burn our trash (papers and stuff). So fine, he gets the tractor with the pull trailer out, loads it up with 9 million boxes of paper stuff to take to our firepit to burn.
I go down as I am the official fire starter (insert her Beavis “Yes, yes, fire, fire, fire” imitation here). We get there only he decides that it needed cleaned out (the fire pit – which I told him in October to clean it out before winter came). He goes to get the excavator and the battery is dead so we have to hook it up to my car and jump it. Fine, he cleans it out which took 4 hours BECAUSE he then decides it needs rebuilt.
This firepit is 10′ around and a good 2 1/2′ high! NOW, in the 45F weather he decides it needs rebuilt and if I “was a good wife” I’d sit there and keep him company. So yes I sat there, in the chilly weather (which killed my shoulder from the cold) for 4 hours in the mud while he decided to play Bob the Builder.
So fine, he scoops everything out, rebuilds the fire pit and loads the crap in the trailer to haul to our scrap pile. He pulls the tractor 4′ forward, I scream for him to stop. Why? Because I told him and he didn’t listen when I said he was putting too much in, the weight of the crap made BOTH tires in the trailer go flat.
After another 45 minutes of getting 2 air hoses over to the trailer, he gets that filled up. FINALLY 5.5 hours later we all the crap burned, stuff put away. Mind you, the only thing he had to do today was clean the one room that would have taken 1 hour.
We get up to the house, muddy and me in tears from the pain. Do you know that man actually said “What’s for dinner honey???”
What came out of my mouth next I will not repeat as it so far from ladylike it would make a trucker blush. I ended it that it would be wise if he slept with one eye open tonight.
So the room isn’t done which means he has 2 for today to do. Which translates to him not doing that but painting the house and putting on a new roof! LOL
And with that my dear TKW Family, I’m signing off and going to see what, if anything, is getting done in this house today. Plus Mr. Fantabulous’ birthday is Saturday the 29th so I have some planning to get done.
Have an amazing week!
Best Kitchen Wishes!
♥ Monday – Crockpot Ham Potato Bean Cabbage Stoup
♥ Tuesday- Ultimate New York Strip Steaks
♥ Wednesday – Breakfast Pizzas
♥ Thursday – Spinach Chicken Caprese
♥ Friday – Coconut Panko Crusted Baked Tilapia – Regular or Gluten Free
♥ Saturday – Stuffed Buffalo Chicken Meatballs with Cheesy Ranch Centers – Regular and Super Hot
♥ Sunday – Happy Birthday Mr. Fantabulous! Meatball Stuffed Manicotti
♥ Dessert of the week – Chocolate Fudge Ice Cream Waffle Sandwiches