I LOVE my Friday nights. Plus, a cool front blew through this morning and it’s windy and currently 41 degrees here in the Texas Hill Country.
“Dis is cold? You doan know cold, sistuh. Dis hee is shots weathuh”! says my contractor from Boston. Yes, I’m removing the insidious oversized limestone fireplace that had been its ugly ass facade for years. Limestone is abundant here. Dig 12 inches in certain places and you git it. Uninspired builders love shoving tons of it in and outside of houses.. I guess I get it. It’s cheap and great for an exterior, but not on the inside, please!! If New Orleans is the Chocolate City, then Fair Oaks is the White-ish Fondant City. I’m replacing the limestone with a leathered (read: textured) graphite colored granite with no mantle, no hearth. Sleek and chic. Very hip according to no one, but I like the eunuch look of it. Flat, no protrusions. There goes putting up my Christmas stockings forever more, but they were never filled when we were kids. They were hung for decor, but we (my paternal side of the fam) were Catholics with Eastern European lineage , so we always celebrated St. Nicholas’ feast day on the first Saturday in December. Our stockings were hung by the fireplace and when we heard my aunt Corinne shake the sleigh bells that was our que to stampede my throigh my grandmother’s living room, grab our stockings and get the fruit and nuts out of the way in order to get to the good stuff: toys and lottsa candy, So that was the extent of my Christmas stocking goodies or so thought my Methodist mother
So yes, it’s time you now know, I’m a child of mixed parents.
So, no more stockings, but ‘tis the price one must pay to be pretentious.
I’m also redoing the floor with a wood look ceramic. It’s a lighter color, scratch proof for the most part and durable. I’ll have the entire finished product in T-Minus two weeks. Well, that’s two weeks in Contractor speak.
And when complete and my bank account has stopped echoing from all the emptiness, photos will be available upon request.
But back to topic. I love Friday nights. And that it’s chilly (for Central Texas, ok!!!) which makes it even better. Friday’s have always been my favorite day and night of the week. It meant a two day reprieve from school during my Clearasil days; as I aged, a weekend meant 48 hours far, far away from any of the 35 jobs I’ve had in my adult life.
You know, I remember a time—not all that long ago—when I wouldn’t be caught dead at home on a Friday night.
But that was yesterday and yesterday’s gone…
Now, all I want to do is stay in my semi-tastefully appointed home, in something elastic and forgiving, snuggle with my two quadrupeds and watch TV. Friday nights in “Ghostober” are always great. The Travel Channel has somehow over the years, become the all Paranormal Channel. A&E has its share of spooky programming and I should take the opportunity to share my almost nightly devotion to Live PD, also A&E. There’s a police action one from departments all over the country, there’s one about rescues (fire and EMT’s) one with just video shot from police body cams, dash cams and choppers and a new one in search of criminals on the one. I love watching K-9 take downs. The smell of human fear must be like an olfactory symphony to them. BTW: is it just me or does host Dan Abrams look like every Komrade walking around Red Square? He’s an uber Rooskie looking cat.
But the Travel Channel is stupid with shows from UFO’s and Yetis (yawn) to ghosts and witches (yay). Too many programs to name but if I tire from scary stuff, I watch Texas Flip and Move. I know, like all “reality” shows it’s staged as hell, but I like the end results (sometimes). But I must confess, I’m a fifth generation Texan and even their Texas accents make me nuts. Those Snow Sisters, please….
And then when I’ve stomached all the ya’lls I can handle, I’ll switch over to Flea Market Flip. It’s mostly on GAC (Great American Country) and other channels on the weekends. Two teams of contestants are given a budget which they use to buy three items to remake (or up-cycle) in a particular assigned style and then they add their personal mojo and some paint, stencils/and/ordecoupage if they want to lose, then take the finished products to a New York area flea market and whoever make the biggest profit wins $5k.
I rarely watch the big four networks, but tonight I’m flipping around during commercial breaks on The Travel Channel,. I stopped on FOX News, and saw that President Trump is holding a huge rally in Lake Charles, the second in two nights.
I make no apologies. I like the guy. I voted for him in 2016 and will do so again in 2020.
But…..
I am also a slave to comedy, which is my first love besides a 13 year old walking Brylcreme commercial in 1971. And I must acknowledge when something is funny, it’s bi-partisan, well, it can be for me anyway and if it is funny in my opinion, it must be shared.
That being said, I noticed something watching Trump tonight. He’s altered his attire somewhat. He’s clad in the the same blue suit he always is, but he’s adorning it with a yellow tie, not his usual red one.
See?
But with that orange hair and skin tone, the yellow tie and white button down, I gotta tell ya, he looks like a piece of candy corn
I’ll probably get audited for that.
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