Water, where it does not belong:
Yeah, looks like the repairs Bill made to the roof yesterday didn’t actually do the trick. That’s the frame of the pocket door leading into the bathroom. Actually, upon inspection it seems we need a new roof altogether, so yeah. Yay. FML. That’s going to require some creative budgeting. Not enough to derail our debt payment plan altogether, but it will require some adjustment. Ah, well, I’m nothing if not flexible. (“That’s what HE said!”)
I put a bowl under the leak to catch the drips. Oz, of course, had to come see what was going on and investigate the source of the plopping noise:
I’m working from home today to keep an eye on things, and I’ve been watching Storm! Watch! 2010! all morning long. Flash flood warnings and watches, FEET of snow falling in the high country, INCHES of rain falling in the Valley (more on Tuesday alone than what we got in ALL OF 2009, and today’s storm is supposed to be much, much worse), abysmal traffic, flooded roads, closures everywhere, and idiots getting stuck in flowing washes. The Stupid Motorist Law is in full effect in Arizona (it’s a real thing, see?), so if drivers attempt to cross a wash that is flowing, they’ll get charged for the rescue if they get stuck.
This is what happens when I say, “Cheese!” while standing in the kitchen. Blurry dog pictures!
I made a roast over the weekend, and we made tostadas out of the leftovers. I quick fried some white corn tortillas, baked a couple of chicken breasts to supplement the beef (there wasn’t a whole heck of a lot left), mixed up some refried bean dip, and cooked a box of Zataran’s Black Beans and Rice. Add some salsa, tabasco, chopped vegetation, and cheese, and this was Bill’s creation:
We eat well at our house. Much to the demise of my waistline.
And that’s the news! Back to you.