Rain isn't so bad, sometimes

Today it’s been raining even harder and steadier than it did on Thursday. It looks like we’re having a monsoon out here so I won’t dare take my camera outside and try to take any pictures. I don’t want my lens to get all wet and all spotty looking. There are puddles and standing water everywhere…I think I finally got my lake front property.

Since it’s raining so hard and he can’t work out in the yard or tinker in one of his buildings, Jimmy decided that it’s a good day to do some house cleaning. Yesterday he did the laundry and while he was outside mowing and weed-eating the yard, my job was to keep watch on the dryer and hang up the jeans as soon as they dried. I swear…I never heard the dryer alarm go off and that’s what I told Jimmy. Of course, he didn’t believe me but, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

It’s hard to take a picture of Jimmy cleaning…most of the pictures are hazy or blurry because he moves so fast. But I love the way he cleans, he gets under everything and he even lifts things out of the way. Just because I moved the new kittens into my computer room so I can be closer to them, he wouldn’t bring the vacuum cleaner in there. I told him I would hold them while he cleaned in there, but he said he’d skip my room today and I could clean it later. I guess that’s fair.

I didn’t get a picture of him mopping the floors…I guess I was playing with the kittens.
But I did get a picture of him dusting…he hates to dust but somebody’s got to do it. He doesn’t like the way I dust because I like to use that little feather duster thing and he says it just spreads the dust around and really doesn’t pick it up. It just moves it from here to there.

Here he is doing the finishing touches to the house. He likes to polish all the furniture, all the picture frames hanging on the walls and anything that is made of wood.…See his reflection on the table. Well, it’s not of him, but of his hand that’s covered with one of his white socks.

When he was done, I took him out for lunch so that he didn’t have to take the time to cook and then have dishes to do afterwards. You know we have to keep our men happy and reward them sometimes for all their hard work and a good meal out to my favorite restaurant just seemed like the right thing to do. He won’t have to cook or do the dishes tonight either because we are going out to eat with Peanut & Laura. Peanut is Jimmy’s daughter…her real name is Jimmie, with an 'ie', so instead of having to explain which Jimmie we’re talking about we just call her Peanut.

I bet you’re wondering what I do around here besides play with the kittens??? I make the bed around this lazy cat every morning. That’s my job.