When It Rains, It Pours

Its been quite a few weeks for us lately.

Just a few weeks ago, our air conditioner went out without warning. We had to wait a day for the air condition man to come. We did fine. The house stayed cool most of the day and after our nightly showers, we were cooled down enough to go to bed and slept comfortably with only ceiling fans.

This past weekend, after our afternoon walk, my husband heard something coming from the storage room where the hot water tank is kept. A hose had ruptured. We caught it before it totally flooded but we still had a water issue and the floor was soaked. Needless to say, we didn't have any hot water and barely had any water pressure. 

Though it sent Nicks stress level to the roof, I stayed calm. I'm pretty good at being resourceful. Besides, worrying make things worst. We had to turn the water off at the road to keep anymore water problems from happening overnight until we could get to the hardware store in the morning. 

I simply filled up some water jugs for drinking and boiled some hot water for baths. We took turns pouring warm water over each other while lathering up and then a quick rinse. I think that's the quickest wash I ever did. I didn't get to spend an extra 20 minutes under the shower planning out my life. Ha. 

The next morning, I skipped church while Nick ran to the hardware store. Fortunately he had it fixed in about thirty minutes. The rest of the day was ours. We enjoyed time together and my daughter came to visit so we could all go out to dinner.

Monday was Independence day so I had the day off. I did some weed pulling, house cleaning and laundry before heading out to some festivities uptown. Low and behold if the dog gone washing machine didn't started yelling. "I'm giving up!" Yep. Next, its a new washer. I'll add that to the list right above the new mattress set we were saving for.

When it rains,it pours....

Oh wait, I think the fridge is making a noise.

Ivy Buds

Ive mentioned before about my huge Dogwood tree that has been taken over by Ivy. In the Winter the tree leaves fall leaving nothing but the tangled vines of evergreen.

I sit on the patio and watch the bees swarm through the branches. I hate bees but I leave these alone each year because they leave me alone. We have this secret agreement. They work so hard pollinating the tree or are they pollenating the ivy? 

I couldn't help but notice all the Ivy buds. They looked like tiny fireworks exploding in the sunset. I had to grab my camera ipad and take some photos. I mean, I get excited of any fancy growth in the yard thats not concidered weeds. On the other hand, Ivy could be a weed since its a neucience. Like Kudzu.

Who knew those bees would eventually create a tiny jungle in my yard. 

"A belt of straw and ivy buds,

With coral clasps and amber studs:

And if these pleasures may move,

Come live with me, and be my love"

                     ~Christopher Marlowe

(The Passionate Shephard to His Love)