He said, She said . . . posted 1/13/2009 5:16:51 PM | 2 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: relationship, companionship

EquuisdancerDbndon

Or . . . what happens when you move a Country Girl into a high-rise apartment in the city! [I]


It all started when she took my suggestion to get her grandkids radio controlled helicopters for Christmas (hehehehe…got him to the mall shopping with me) Of course, she wanted to try mine, first. Not only did I get “buzzed” a few times by her (and later the grand kids), but she noticed there was not enough room in the apartment (well the dratted thing kept flying into the walls and ceiling!) and so we went to use the hall -- in this very quiet adult’s only building. Picture, if you will, the surprise of a couple “older” ladies when a helicopter was trying to fly into the elevator door as it opened. (Hey..a gal has to practice flying these things! Besides the fact it was great fun!!!)

She said she was missing her art studio and so proceeded to rearrange the living room. (Seems he as the den filled with a multitude of computers, files, toys and enough cables and wires to supply the city of Detroit with whatever they might need!) so a high work table was set up in front of the floor to ceiling picture window-wall. (Glad she doesn’t work in skirts!) That went well for a while. Later, though, she started to use a cheap aluminum cooking pan to treat a copper etching with chemicals. That’s when the “fun” really began. ( Men…..ya have to work with what’s available in their cupboards sometimes)

She said, “honey, I think we have a problem in here,”(It was only a little one!) as she tried to stop the reaction by dousing it with water in the shower. He said, “Uh oh,” and went to look, just as a major chemical reaction had started between the chemical she was using, the aluminum pan and the copper sheet. Can we say chlorine gas here? Yeah, that’s what she was making, along with lots of black smoke. (Isn’t that why they put exhaust fans in bathrooms?) The next try was done outside in the park and he may have laughed a little (A little? He was standing 20 feet away trying to act like he wasn’t with me!) as the pan dissolved within about three minutes. Not much happened to her copper etching, though.(I think the freezing cold and snow had something to do with that!)

Next came a trip to the store to get a heavy-duty baking sheet. Yeah, she was bound and determined that her copper artwork was going to look old one way or the other. So . . . back with the chemicals. But, this time the reaction was a little slower. (But it worked!!) Even so, said baking sheet is now missing much of the coating it came with. It took a glance or two to recognize what that black thing was in the bathroom.( Yup I snuck in there to try it again… a bit more prepared for the reaction!) Never mind his wondering what a cookie sheet would be doing in the bathroom, anyway. . . . Today, there are also sheets of copper in there, too. Apparently her little living room corner “studio” has branched out quite a bit! (He hasn’t looked behind the chair or the stereo yet… LOL) Oh . . . we have a huge, well equipped crafts room down on the first floor, but nevermind, it’s doubtful they would let her play with chemistry down there, either.

Today, the cookie sheet is also a bit bent. Can you believe that a retired grandmother (See what fun things G’kids teach you how to do again? … wait till he finds out what else I have planned.) would use a cookie sheet to slide down a large hill of snow in the park out back? Yes, she did; a few times. Right where ten floors of residents could see her. He just watched without comment. (Well he watched…but quietly?? that’s questionable! ... couldn’t talk him into getting his butt on the cookie sheet though!)

All this was just in the last couple days. There’s more. A LOT more! ( Oh little does the man know!!) She’s been Googling other things to do and just started sharpening all the available knives. Of course, she already found the Dirty Harry style 44 magnum under the mattress and looks like she may well know how to use it. lol (yup! Got proof too!)

Country Girl seemed to take a keen interest in the four deer playing out back and she has noticed that there is a fine rifle in the closet. Luckily, we are not a bit hungry and, personally, he prefers to play with those deer rather than eat them. (Awww..I do too and he knows it! ...The only shot I took was with my camera!) Also, the picture windows do not open. Whew! (Ummm ... they do!)

On the other hand, she was as great hit over at the rehab center for seniors when we had occasion to stop there a couple times. That comes with years of medical experience, I guess. Those folks just more or less tolerate me, but they like her. Part of that, I guess, is because she often asks them something about what kind of trouble they would like to cause this week. If I don’t watch it, she’ll have my 96 year old mother and her 102 year old (very spry) friend visiting the aviary to let the birds out so they can watch the staff try to catch them all again. It’s been mentioned, I think. (Darn ... how’d he catch on to that snippet of whispered conversation? Oh well … he’s safe for now … we don’t go back there till Monday! Meanwhile.he’s promised to show me the local animal shelter …seems it’s only a hop and skip down the road. I was reading a bulletin in the mail room ... they allow pets here!!! Kind of miss my cats… Hmmmmmm… I think I feel a road trip coming up tomorrow! )

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