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<\/a> It’s rainy here and the snow is long gone.\u00a0 The other day I was up on our balcony throwing a couple bathroom rugs over the edge to dry (I know I am not saving the world by air drying things but something about it just makes me happy- oh and I can only do a few things, dog towels, rugs, etc. otherwise Andy complains about the crunch factor)\u00a0 Anyway, my neighbor that lives behind me is an ER doctor.\u00a0 Her husband is a family doctor.\u00a0 I go to her for advice like when we bought our trampoline (yes the ER sees a lot of injuries but they are usually for ones without nets or bigger kids landing on smaller kids).\u00a0 I go to her for bandages- like during our remodel when our electrician electrocuted himself and fell off his ladder and cut his arm open and refused to go get stitches.\u00a0 So anyway, she yells to me from her backyard (which is a ways away and through a bunch of trees) “Hey Elise, I think you are gonna have to call 911 for me!”\u00a0 I yelled, “WHAT??”\u00a0 So she said “I can’t move!”\u00a0 I just stared at her, because through the trees she looked fine.\u00a0 Then she yelled, “I am surrounded by land mines!!”\u00a0 Oh yeah.\u00a0 I looked down at my backyard- same story.\u00a0 The snow melted and the dog poop from a long winter was EVERYWHERE!\u00a0 Well everywhere smack in the middle of the backyard, where they prefer to poop.\u00a0 Sounds like a good job for boys right?-But they always try to bargain with me, I think last year they wanted, and I quote “25 cents per turd”.\u00a0 And then we would have disagreements about what qualified as a turd, how long it had to be, etc.\u00a0 Some times it is just easier to do it yourself.<\/p>\nOr wait and make your husband do it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I have decided that the 365 didn’t make much sense and I was tired of number titles. I will still post every day- but not under the numbers. The other day Eva and I went to Home Goods looking for new sheets and instead I came away with new pillows for my couch, a new lamp, and a flower pot. I am so in love with the lamp, it is so cool I had a hard time deciding between the blue and a lime green, so glad I went with the blue. Some times a little color is all you need to put a smile on your face. It’s rainy here and the snow is long gone.\u00a0 The other day I was up on our balcony throwing a couple bathroom rugs over the edge to dry (I know I am not saving the world by air drying things but something about it just makes me happy- oh and I can only do a few things, dog towels, rugs, etc. otherwise Andy complains about the crunch factor)\u00a0 Anyway, my neighbor that lives behind me is an ER doctor.\u00a0 Her husband is a family doctor.\u00a0 I go to her for advice like when we bought our trampoline (yes the ER sees a lot of injuries but they are usually for ones without nets or bigger kids landing on smaller kids).\u00a0 I go to her for bandages- like during our remodel when our electrician electrocuted himself and fell off his ladder and cut his arm open and refused to go get stitches.\u00a0 So anyway, she yells to me from her backyard (which is a ways away and through a bunch of trees) “Hey Elise, I think you are gonna have to call 911 for me!”\u00a0 I yelled, “WHAT??”\u00a0 So she said “I can’t move!”\u00a0 I just stared at her, because through the trees she looked fine.\u00a0 Then she yelled, “I am surrounded by land mines!!”\u00a0 Oh yeah.\u00a0 I looked down at my backyard- same story.\u00a0 The snow melted and the dog poop from a long winter was EVERYWHERE!\u00a0 Well everywhere smack in the middle of the backyard, where they prefer to poop.\u00a0 Sounds like a good job for boys right?-But they always try to bargain with me, I think last year they wanted, and I quote “25 cents per turd”.\u00a0 And then we would have disagreements about what qualified as a turd, how long it had to be, etc.\u00a0 Some times it is just easier to do it yourself. Or wait and make your husband do it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,14],"tags":[168],"class_list":["post-2990","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-3","category-my-style","tag-color-for-the-home"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2990","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2990"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2990\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21319,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2990\/revisions\/21319"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2990"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2990"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2990"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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<\/a> I had a hard time deciding between the blue and a lime green, so glad I went with the blue.<\/p>\n![\"IMG_6113\"](\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2680\/4429496174_b904b9f468_b.jpg\")
<\/a> Some times a little color is all you need to put a smile on your face.<\/p>\n