I had pretty good luck with the people we've called for home repairs - including the guy we just called out of the book. I hated almost everyone we got through our " home warranty service" . Only the water heater guy did a good job. Since you got the recommendations through a neighbor - let him know you'll be going back to her. Also , if you find a good person -ask them for recommendations for people that do other jobs. I also tell repair people that I am keeping a list of people so I can reuse the people I like. I tell service people that money is not my top priority. I think doing good job means people should get paid. Right now I'm looking for a tree guy. We have a huge number of trees that will need attention through out the years- so I want some one that I can keep calling back.

moleskin on the shoe? moleskin on your toe?

I had no idea such a thing existed. But that's sorta' what I was imagining to be the ideal solution.

Better than preemptive (or postemptive) Band-Aids, anyway.

I had to do an experimental improv lunch but it turned out delicious.

I was going to do a quesadilla but we only have two tortilla left and I wanted to save those for Emmett and my MiL when they got back from the park.

So I opted to use pita bread.

I cut it in half and split each half open. I spread them with cream cheese. I cut up some black olives and stuffed those in. Some ham and some salami got folded and stuffed. Ran them under the broiler until they were cooked on both sides and the cheese was melty and the meat was heated. Then I finished the pita sandwiches by putting in half a tomato chopped up and drizzled with balsamic and pepper. It was sooooo good.

Oh. I should eat. Huh.

Oh. I should eat. Huh.

Put something in your piehole, Missy!

I don't know if we just have bad luck, but it seems like stuff always goes wrong, or people fuck up the job the first time, or they flat-out lie.

You forgot not showing up when they say they're going to.

sounds nice, hecubus. I had leftover shrimp tacos, rice and beans today.

General Tso made me some of his scallops.

Nummy.

I cut it in half and split each half open. I spread them with cream cheese. I cut up some black olives and stuffed those in. Some ham and some salami got folded and stuffed. Ran them under the broiler until they were cooked on both sides and the cheese was melty and the meat was heated. Then I finished the pita sandwiches by putting in half a tomato chopped up and drizzled with balsamic and pepper. It was sooooo good.

That sounds yummy. I had an almond butter and gooseberry jam sandwich for lunch. The amazing part being that I actually remembered to eat lunch.

You forgot not showing up when they say they're going to.

Ugh. A whole category unto itself.