Whose Blog Is This Anyway?

I'm beginning to think lately that Sassy is taking over my blog.

Look at her laughing at me.

Mr LC decided to go to Halifax this week to visit with friends.  All was well until Thursday morning at about 6:20 am when I was woken up by a phone call.  'Are you missing a horse?' the fellow on the other end of the line asked. Great. Sassy on the lam.  Now this caller is a neighbour of ours who lives about 2km up the road from us.  I immediately called another friend/neighbour who lives down the road in the other direction and asked him for help.  I then jumped in the car to see whether I could getintheway help.  I so wish I had had my camera with me.  Here was our friend driving his car and leading Sassy alongside with a lead rope coming out of the open window!

She is now being held without bail in my neighbour's corral until such time as a court approved lawyer is retained.  Or until Mr LC gets home.

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Courtroom artist's depiction of the defendant.

A Likely Story.

And here I thought we cleared the yard to make room for the snow to be plowed.

Lunch.

This is what I had for lunch today:

Don't laugh.  It was delicious.

Seriously.

A customer reader asked for the recipe so here it is:

  I played with it a little bit.

Sweet Parsley Smoothie  2 quarts

2 cups fresh parsley
1 Fujii apple. (I used a Cripps apple) Hey there really are Cripps apples FYI.
1 Banana
2 Medjoool dates. (I don't know what kind mine were)  I would add a couple more next time maybe.
2oz fresh lemon juice. (I used bottled)

That's the recipe but I added maybe 1/2 cup water and four or five ice cubes because I like mine really cold.  This will keep covered in fridge for a day so you don't have to drink it all at once. Let me know whether you like it or not.

Heavy Breathing.

The story I am about to tell you is true.  The names and places have not been changed to protect the innocent. You all know Mr LC:

Since his retirement in June he has been spending an inordinate amount of time in his cozy chair.  Sleeping.  Since it is now thereabouts the middle of August, he has spent some day light hours awake in his cozy chair.  Mostly reading.  Some critiquing. (Of my homemaking skills.)
Last night Mr LC fires up his laptop and decides to read my blog.  All of my blog.  I did not know this as I was watching television practicing my homemaking skills. I could hear him laughing a  lot and didn't think too much of it.  I went to bed at a reasonable hour.  He did not.  This morning when I came downstairs I noticed his asthma inhaler on the kitchen table.

This is rarely used in the summer.  It is required in the winter however.
 When he got up this morning he told me he had read through most of my blog and just cracked up laughing.  He laughed so hard he got asthma and needed his puffer.  Not to take all the credit Gentle Readers, he found all your comments witty and delightful as well.  Mr Urban Cottage and   MMMC just to name a couple.  Not to name names of course or single anyone out it's just because I know where these people live.  I may have to use you as character witnesses if Mr LC happens to expire while reading my ramblings.
Actually, Mr LC first got asthma from laughing.  It's true.  We have a lovely Irish friend and if you've never heard an Irish person tell a story you've missed out on something hilarious.  We always blame her for giving Mr LC asthma because he had to go to the ER that night, he was laughing so hard at her he couldn't breathe.

I repeat: All of the above is completely true and nothing has been changed to protect the guilty innocent.

He's such a card.

Sassy Update.

I just wanted to post a little video of Sassy here to assure everyone that she is indeed home.

Aaaand she sort of flunked training camp.  See how she obeys me?  Smarty pants.

All by Myself.

I had a bit of a holiday last week.   Mr LC occasionally goes long haul trucking with his buddy to international locales and last week was one such trip.  Now as I have mentioned here when the hubby is away I get all revved up to do something to fix up the house.

Et voila!

 This little corner is where I hang my clothes.  Yes, folks a two hundred+ year old house does not contain many closets.  We have two upstairs, one that was already here and one my husband made in #1's room.  The one that was already here is in the hall and is full of Mr LC's winter clothes and the girls' castoffs that they cannot part with but don't want have room for in their own homes.  So I cleared out some things from the closet and squeezed hung my things in there and proceeded to remove the ugly wallpaper from that corner of the hall.

It came off amazingly easy, I was really surprised.  Just a light spritz of water and the paper pretty much peeled off in one layer.

Underneath the paper was this nasty pale pumpkin coloured paint.  It looks much better in the photo believe me.  So I dug out some of my go to Cloud White by Ben Moore and splashed that on the walls.

Forgive the photo quality, there's not much light in that corner. I need to do another coat of paint but I ran out and haven't been shopping yet.

This is the view looking out from the master bedroom.  Like I say, there's not a lot of light there and it's a cloudy day.  Anyway, I am so pleased with how easily the paper came off that I'm preparing myself to do the whole hall.  Isn't it funny how you get so used to something you don't even see it anymore?  That paper was horrible and it's all coming off!  And my clothes are staying in the hall closet. So there.  Do you have any places in your home that are kind of nasty or unfinished and you don't even notice it anymore?

Sassy's Home!

It's been raining cats and dogs here today.  Oh yes, and horses too.

Welcome home Sassy.