Oh, grandpa was in D's closet for years and years. We teased that meant that he still had to wear a coat and tie at Thanksgiving dinner because his dad insisted and dad was right there. In the closet.
Once grandma died, we scattered them both together.
Word of warning - ashes held in a humid environment for years? Turns into rock on its own.
really, kind of a waste of resources.
Uh huh. Plus air pollution via cremation. Oh sure, they've got filters. But do you want to
be
in their filters?
Paternal grandparents went to science, maternal to the dirt.
OK, so I think I'm at the point on one TINY section where all the more to do is a light stripper after sanding and picking at nooks with pointy things: [link] [link]
May not look like progress, but it is: [link]
If only we'd had sensors on you.
Bruising seems to be Nature's Impact Sensor. Stoopid sensors.
This one seems a little more early Cure.
Ha! I get that a lot. I was more the Smiths than the Cure.
(Remains in Spaaaaaaaace!!!!)
I think that was me, not tommyrot.
Oops! A side of quester then!! Good company, either way.
Today was the third day in a row that my drive home was backed up for over 5 miles because of an accident.
That's the same number of times traffic's been that bad in the last 9 months, if not longer.
I think our "heat" is going to people's heads.
ION, I just cooked and ate the first of my CSA corn.
I probably shouldn't eat all 4 ears tonight, should I?