I’ll clean your clock crock!

kayakNot an expression I usually use, I’m more likely to just use the dern f-word, but I’ll never forget my late friend Paula referring to some hapless young actor’s overly-doting gramma with that phrase. I don’t know where that kid is now. He probably has his own kids (or he has transitioned to female (which doesn’t preclude him/her from having kids)). His gramma is probably dead. Paula has been dead for 10 doggamn years. I still miss her and the email messages that made me just about literally fall out of my seat laughing. Love you my friend. Hope I seeya on the other side someday.

It turns out that I won’t be able to drive Ruby to work at all this week because, in all the confusion of an Airport Day, Liz forgot to leave a set of keys 🐗. It’s okay. Ruby is newer and fancier than my little Ninja. She is internet-capable and, although I sat in Ruby with Liz as the young salesman gave her an orientation, I would not know how to use all of her features. When I last bought a Honda (the Ninja), there really wasn’t all that much for our fave salesman Kevin Liu [now retired] to talk about, although he covered what there *was* quite exhaustively, as was his habit. Not that I would *need* to use Ruby’s fancy internet stuff. I have always loved to drive and my habit is to focus on *driving* while I’m in the driver’s seat, not dealing with the internet.

I did clean my crocks today. The crocks that hold my utensils, that is. I didn’t [quiiiite] feel like cleaning anyone’s clock [the GG doesn’t count] but maybe that’s because I didn’t drive anywhere. I’ve cleaned a lot of things this weekend. I still have a lot of work to do on my long-term ongoing deacquisition prodject but we are slowly making progress.

And yes, we went kayaking. It was just a short trip. We drove down Maple to where it meets Huron River Drive, hung a left and parked in the put-in place. Before we left, I was all “I don’t wanna do a Death Paddle”, etc. I dunno what I was thinking because it’s pretty hard to do a Death Paddle where we put in. The GG knew me better than I though. He hung out drifting and reading down by the first railroad bridge while I paddled my bote up to the second railroad bridge. Because once I get going, I kind of keeeeeep going. The current up by the second railroad bridge is strong and sends me back downstream pretty darn quick. I did take my time heading back down, stopping to look at all of the water plants. We MUST do this more often…

Love y’all,


One Response to “I’ll clean your clock crock!”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Kayaking! You are truly Kayak Woman now. Those small things can easily be forgotten. I was very concerned about it when Ashley left the white car here. I was worried that I didn’t have a set of keys, but it turns out that I have TWO. I’m like a squirrel!