My new project

My dad has been going through a cleaning out phase (much needed) and has stumbled across a great find he had forgotten about.

Cool, right? They are Post Office box doors from 1961! I am smitten and we (my family and myself) want to do something really creative with them.

Let's hear it, friends! What should happen to these beauties? We have 9 in total: 6 large ones (approx. 6in by 4in) and 3 small ones (approx. 4in by 2in). Each have unique numbers but all look the same.

Ideas thus far:
1) Bank. We already have one and can purchase the pre-sized boxes online and attach with the screws we have.
2) A wall mount showing one of each size with the city of origin (Golconda) burned above them into the wood.
3) Some sort of table with the doors as the face of the drawers.

My parents want to be able to give them away as gifts to us kids and the grandkids, so individual creations are best in the long run.

Aren't they fantastic? And so is getting the creative juices flowing!

Addictive

Last week I was busy.

I had lunches planned.

I had a date with Netflix...Reaper to be exact.

I painted.

I enjoyed a baseball game.

And I was exhausted. I, for the first time in a long time, truly needed the weekend to recuperate...but not because of work.

That is a beautiful statement.

I finally have the time to spend time...doing anything I please. Glorious freedom! No restricting chains with binding words of "We may be working on Saturday, but we won't know until Friday." None cutting off my circulation as I stumble into work at 7:30AM, barely seeing the rising sun, only to stumble back out again at midnight, waving to the moon.

I see the sun rise each morning and I see it sitting there waiting to be greeted as I leave. Such joy a ray of sunshine can provide, I don't even mind the traffic.

I think I'm becoming addicted to having a social life. And I like it.

Help!

Scene:
1 CISCO phone with caller ID
1 Me
1 Incoming phone call

* Phone rings to the tune of Star Wars' Imperial March *
Me: * Glances at the screen. *
Me: "Oh, hey, it's Andy!"
Me: * Picks up phone *
Me: * Professional voice: On * "IA, this is Becca."
Andy: "Hey, it's Andy."
Me: * Feigning surprise. Professional voice: Off * "Oh, hey, Andy! How are you?"

I feel ridiculous every time I do this.

I know who you are when I pick up.

I know who you are when I call.

Why can't we all just say, "Hello!"?

Fearless

Driving through my garage requires navigating a 5-tiered mess of people, oversized trucks with their backsides in the lane, confusing signs and the annoying squeal of tires as you round each corner despite how slow you're going.

To top it off, once you reach the top covered floor, Floor 5, where I choose to park in hopes of saving my car a few dings and scratches, you come upon a massive horde of pigeons. Sitting.

In the middle of the lane.

As if that wasn't eerie enough, I swear they followed me over to where I park.

But this morning, I happened to notice one guy milling about all on his own and he reminded me a bit of this guy:

Yeah, buddy. Coo...

And that made it all okay. Creepy birds no more...just the Good Feathers!

Vocab Stab

Let's continue our forward progress and continue to enhance our personal Merriam-Webster's, shall we?

Abysmal - immeasurably great, profound
1) I just learned I have been using this incorrectly because I always left it at..."That sounds abysmal!"...without a subject to better understand the abyss surrounding it and always using it negatively.
2) I have been living in abysmal ignorance!
3) It is not a naturally negative word, which I assumed it was. It basically just means an immeasurable (blank). Clear as mud.

Waylaid - to lie in wait for, attack from an ambush
1) This is a very fun word to use in conversation.
2) I was waylaid on my way to work by my strong desire for a cup of coffee from Starbucks. (Horrible habit, and terribly true.)

Stolid - expressing very little sensibility, unemotional
1) The wife irritated her husband by responding with stolid indifference to his lamentations revolving around his Fantasy Football Team results.

Lamentations - to mourn aloud
1) See above.

Cheers and happy Friday! Has anyone else felt the cool touch of autumn on the breeze these past few days? It's brief, it's a tease, but October's coming around...he'll be mine within a fortnight.

Word of the day

Aduldren - read 'adult children'; used to define a group of people

Defined by the following characteristics:
1) Working a full/part-time job
2) While living at home with your parents
3) And enjoying it

Laughable

Anyone else steadfastly agree that the most LOL inducing clips on America's Funniest Videos are the ones involving animals?

My family and I were watching AFV (it's what the cool kids call it) last night and we would chuckle occasionally here and there when the man riding the bike fell over, the car driving through the supposed shallow pond suddenly dove deep, and when the kid trying to blow apart the dandelion just decided to eat it instead. All funny, yes.

But it wasn't until they did the animal segment that all of us had stitches in our side and were guffawing voraciously.

Animals are just inherently funny, and they don't even know it! It's pure comic relief. It isn't someone staging the bat to the crotch, the ferret to the crotch, the dog to the bum, etc. It's a dog watching a cat watching a bird before all three attack. Then there's the squirrel scaring a trailer full of hillbillies. My favorite is the cats, though. I love frequenting this site because it will inevitably make me smile and, yes, LOL.

Next time you watch a funny clip or an episode of AFV, tell me you don't laugh just a little bit louder and longer when the animals arrive for their close-up.

Italian

Knowledge drop: Spaghetti Westerns are so named because they tended to be directed and produced by Italians.

The most well-known Spaghetti Western? The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.