This weekend, with nothing on the schedule, we had a really enjoyable weekend of just doing stuff for and around our home.

On Friday, I had sent husband a craigslist ad for a mahogany sideboard that was listed for $55, in a city 45 minutes away.  He thought it was a great find, and suggested that we rent a pickup truck to go get it on Saturday morning.  

The pickup wound up being great fun for the family.  It was a huge, diesel pickup truck with an extra large cab and an extra long bed.  All three carseats fit with space to spare, and the thing was so high that husband was the only one who didn’t need a boost getting in.  The kids loved driving on the freeway, towering above the other cars, even the other trucks.

We arrived at the seller’s house and found that it was indeed a good deal we were getting.  They had gotten the sideboard from a retired neighbor who was moving and downsizing.  It had been in his family for 60 years.  The inside bore a label from The Mahogany Association, a verification group for the source of wood in furniture produced from 1931 to 1956.  It also turned out that it is mahogany lumber and mahogany veneer, not one solid piece of wood, which made us feel better about our plans to strip and paint most of it.

We got back home, unloaded it, and returned the truck with ease.  Sanding it down was a family project, and surprisingly satisfying.  The little guys used sandpaper, husband and I took turns with the orbital sander, and even let M try it out, too.  We primed most of it then had to leave it alone because the primer wound up taking 24 hours to dry.  

Anyway, we went inside, popped popcorn and watched a movie with the kids.  Afterward we went out for dinner and came back for a quiet evening at home.

We all wound up sleeping in on Sunday.  We missed church, but the boys have been at vacation bible camp this week, so we felt okay about it.  We went to the farmers market and bought lots of fruit, then decided to bite the bullet and head to the store to order the pendant light that I wanted for the dining room.  I got really lucky, and it wound up being marked down 25%.  Still expensive, but a nice surprise.

Husband and the boys spent the afternoon outside, sanding the primer on the sideboard and applying the first coat of paint.  I puttered around the kitchen, tidying up, cleaning fruit, putting things away.  I had plans to make strawberry cobbler for Sunday tea, but realized my recipes kept flopping because I was using an 8x8 pan instead of 9x9, which I didn’t have.  Husband was very sweet, and drove me over to Williams-Sonoma, and waited in the car with the kids, so I could run in and get the pan I’ve been lusting over for 5 years, their goldtouch baking pan.  I have one other goldtouch item and I’ve told myself that as I add to or replace my bakeware, I’d splurge on the good stuff, because it’s worth the price.

I got lucky with sales again, and scored it for 20% off, and impulse bought a tart pan as well.  Now I need to learn to make tarts!  It was completely worth the trip, the simple cobbler recipe came out freaking fantastic, and paired with some simple finger foods, it made for a lovely, albeit admittedly inauthentic Sunday tea.  M has been picking up on “this is what we do on Sundays,” and seems to be thrilled with it, so that’s really nice.

After that it was time for baths, reading, and bed.  Husband got the kids tucked in, and afterward, we got some quality time to ourselves.  Much needed, and much appreciated.

Anyway, it was a weekend that was technically full of chores and errands, but that we all wound up enjoying.  I think the lack of external obligations, and just being free to putter around and work on things around the house was appreciated by all.  Husband took M to the office today, so it’s just me and the littles today.  I told them we could have a lazy day with videos and lounging around, if they could spend the first part of the morning playing peacefully, so they’re playing with matchbox cars in my bed.  Here’s hoping for another quiet day.

96 7.3 120,000km on chassis and engine 30,000km on built trans, Intake, exhaust, d66 turbo, 200/200 injectors, custom tunes, on board air compressor, Jake Brake, 6 inch lift, 3 inch body lift, Dana 60 kingpin swap, repainted, front and rear air lockers, 4.88 gearing, airbags under all 4 corners.

She’s the perfect offroad tow rig they don’t make them like they used to, all the work was done personally by myself. I use the truck to haul temporary camps for forestry workers into some interesting places in the middle of nowhere. pulls 20,000lbs like nothing

Yell at one of my employees? Enjoy your over-priced meal.

I work at a fast-food restaurant in a small town. More specifically, I’m the manager of that store (I don’t own it, but I run it).

As is common for most small towns, we often get customers that come through our drive-thru in those stupid jacked-up diesel pickup trucks, and those things are LOUD, especially when played through a headset directly into your ear.
Not only do those trucks sound like a school bus that hasn’t had a muffler in 12 years, but they make it reeeaaaally difficult to hear the driver through your headset, especially when the driver thinks you can hear their order that’s spoken at normal conversational volume.

One night, one of those douchenozzles rolls into the drive-thru and leaves the engine running, which makes it incredibly difficult for the girl taking his order to hear him (sometimes people will cut the engine as they know this is the case). After several requests to repeat himself to understand his mumbling, the customer gets angry and yells at her, calling her a “deaf-ass b*tch” and saying “How hard is it to f*ckin’ listen.” Needless to say that made me very angry.
Well wonderful Mr. Fecalweiner the store manager also had a headset, so I decided to chime in and tell my employee that I’d deal with it.

I eventually figured out what he wanted, but instead of ringing it up as the Meal with his fries and drink upsized to large sizes, I rang every item up separately. When it’s a “meal,” the system automatically includes a slight discount in the total; when everything is rung up separately, it can almost come out to be $3.00 more expensive than if it’d been made a meal. He never noticed the sizeable change in the price, and I was even able to sell him a couple pies for being “understanding” about the situation. The order taker girl couldn’t stop laughing in the break room after that.

Basically, don’t be an a*shole to people in the drive-thru because they can’t hear you over your stupid truck, or you’ll end up paying almost twice as much as you should for the same order.