Last night just as I was boarding the Dream-land Express, I remembered I didn't put the stew away.  I rolled over and asked the mister if he would go put it away but as I was asking, I realized he wouldn't do it right...it was in the Crock-pot and it needed to go in the refrigerator in the garage and it needed to be on a hot-pad before being set on the glass shelf...just too many steps for one man.  Never-mind, I told him, I'll do it and he said, "You don't think I can do it by myself?"  And there it was - an opening as large as the Grand Canyon just waiting for me to dive in!  No, of course I don't think you can do it!!!  I KNOW you can't do it!!  That's what I said in my head...but out loud, to the mister, I said, "Oh silly me, of course you can do it!"  Then I rolled back over, bit my tongue, closed my eyes and hoped for the best.

This morning the mister walked into the nerve center and said he had a confession to make...it slipped...he tried to catch it but the Crock was hot...all over the garage floor...but not to worry, he cleaned it up.  Oh joy.

 I waited until I had finished my  breakfast before donning my haz-mat suit to clean up his "cleaned-up" mess.  I opened the door to the garage and the lovely aroma of my beef stew greeted me...the onions, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, with just a hint of garlic and thyme - it was all there in little bits and bobs - smeared on the front of the fridge, on the floor and even on the grill of the mister's car.

 I thought about drawing a chalk outline of a body in the redding-brown color the stew left on the rug in front of the fridge but that seemed a bit juvenile, curiously though, it was not too juvenile of me to write stewed to death on the mister's car with a little help from Bon Ami...I make myself laugh...

This is where I'll be today...in my view spot.  Last year at the end of summer I dug out a little more room, put in a few more pavers and made my little spot a bit larger.  I can now fit 4 chairs in my view spot - enough for visitors.  Feel free to drop by, after sitting for a spell we can walk into the garage and I can show you the scene of the crime.