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What more can I do?
Sadly, my readership is going down, but does go up too just as often! Gotcha!
I need to have some consistency in this exposé format I suppose.
One day I am hot the next day I am warm and the next I apparently go cold and then we start all over again….
You try to write a Blog daily that you hope and pray that others would enjoy reading and see what you come up with, huh?

All I can say is once again we hit another gorgeous day out of the park here in paradise, our southwest Florida and so that is ‘our MORE of the same’!

Hubby again was asking where and what I needed to be worked on for his beatification program, and I mentioned our brass house numbers could use a perking up, and he took them down from above the newly re-stuccoed garage door surround. And I tried cleaning the numbers with brass cleaner but they were so pitted it didn’t seem to do the trick, and so I suggested my gold acrylic paint, which has proven on other occasions to hold up quite well when used outside. And the bottle was too low and hard so the only way I was going to get anything out of it would be to thinning it with water which would not cover the brass very well. The next decision was made by me again, and it was for them to be painted white with the rustproof white spray-paint Hubby bought for one of our exterior lights and he used that so he said, but I haven’t seen the finished product yet. I am sure it will look fine since our trim on the tan is white too.

More, more, more this man is insatiable with the need to accomplish refurbishing!
Gosh who would have thunk that, that sentence would make any sense at all! HA!

Moving on…
John A. Boehner, our new Speaker of the House did his welcome speech without much emotion and a bit of poise; he saved that overwhelming reaction for when he returned to the house floor!
I suppose we are in for a very interesting next few years, huh?
Is he old enough for male menopause Peeps?
Talk about ups and downs folks!

The reason I say that is we all get weepy on occasion, but even when I was at my worst with PMS and Peri- menopausal I can’t remember being that bad so often in public and yes I was working then, even going through the real thing, menopause and I was bad. Didn’t know when I would scream or cry, which would come or when it would hit.
Or is he perhaps taking some over the counter meds or some herbs that he is having an allergic reaction to?
I have heard of men not doing anything about health issues, why I live with one of those, but this is ridiculous he has so much on his plate with this new job, maybe he isn’t stable enough to pursue it?
Oh I don’t know, I could be way off base with this diagnosing trial of mine, but I bet I am not the only one thinking these things!
Are you?
Any-who, with all my weirdness in tact let’s all be happy that I am not the NEW Speaker of the House, ha!
On that note of probable total agreement I will wish you all a very happy good night and to count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time be here or be square, OK?

PS and to our local head weather guy please forgive my insolence in telling you what you should do, but to me it seems silly not to use social media to talk to your fan base, which I am sure would be thrilled to hear from you! Makes you more accessible and people are more willing to listen then.