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Tips for Tuesday! Upcycling for Cheapo Winos!

Today’s tip is for the Cheapo Wino that has everything…except the ability to water his or her plants with any consistency during the hot summer months.

Last summer, I relied heavily on those Aqua Globe things to keep my potted plants alive, and they worked great (when I remembered to refill them).

But when I pulled them out this year, they were all broken. Wah, wah, waah. I went online to buy more but “ouch!”, they’re kinda expensive.

So I got to thinking, “Candy Ass (positive self-talk), you’re pretty clever. Can’t you create something from materials found around the house?”

And then it hit me! Of course! I’ll make use of my most abundant and natural resource, empty wine bottles!

 

How to make Cheapo Wino Plant Bottles

 

Supplies

empty wine bottle

cork

drill w/ a drill bit (about 7/32)

straw

pliers

screwdriver

scissors

a plant likely to die under your care

Directions

1. Hold the corkscrew in place with the pliers, then drill all the way through the cork.

 

2. Insert a screwdriver into the hole to clear out cork debris. Insert the straw into the cork.

 

3. Fill wine bottle with water and put the cork in the bottle (with the straw sticking out…duh). Cut the straw down so that it extends about 3 inches.

 

4. Use the screwdriver to dig a deep hole into the plant’s soil. Invert wine bottle and insert. Be careful NOT to bend the straw.

 

5. Watch the plant thrive!…or possibly die*

*I’ve only been using this for about 5 minutes. It could go either way.

 

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Weekend in Crappy Pics

Saturday

We went to a fair that had rides dating back to the 1970’s.

I call this picture Nostalgia, Loose Bolts, and Tetanus Shots.

When offered a prize at the Duck Pond game, my nephew chose the world globe key chain.  Ana picked this…

 

 

Saturday Afternoon

Ana made up an imaginary friend named Billy, and challenged him to several foot and bike races.  Not surprisingly, she won all of them.  Then she and Billy got into a huge argument, and she refused to let him play basketball with her.  Apparently, imaginary friends can be real assholes.

 

Sunday

The family practiced hitting golf balls into a net that I had set up in our backyard.   But every time we knocked a ball in (a rare happening) the net would tip over, so Brian went into the garage to find something to stake it down with.  He found something alright…

…my leather Acura headrest.  Who does that?!

He thought it was a brilliant idea…then he brilliantly left it out in the rain overnight.  Bye-bye resale value.

“Why couldn’t you use a rock like a normal person?”-Me.

 

Sunday Evening

I concluded the weekend by sitting on our deck, drinking a margarita. I was really enjoying myself until this damn mosquito kept landing on my crotch.  I was determined to kill it.  Unfortunately, killing it required me to smack my crotch over and over again with my right hand, while holding my margarita with my left (of course I was facing my neighbor’s kitchen window.  They were eating burgers, I was smacking my crotch).

But my determination paid off!  And it turns out it wasn’t your everyday run-of-the-mill mosquito, oh nooo,  it was a black & white striped Asian Tiger Mosquito!

How exotic! I quickly put  it in a trial size soap box and mailed it to a local taxidermist for mounting.  He said the turn-around time is around 8-12 weeks, so I should have it back just as I’m emerging from my Dengue Fever quarantine.

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Free Advice Friday! Dear Kim, I won the lottery…

Dear Kim,

 

I recently won a large amount of money through the lottery. At first I saw it as a blessing but now I feel like my friends and family are using me. Every other day, I receive a call or email from someone asking to “borrow” some money because they think I have it to spare. I want to put this money into savings and I don’t trust that anyone will repay me. I don’t know how to tell them this without ruining relationships. What should I do?

 

Sincerely,

Millionaire Melanie

 

 

Dear Melanie,

 

I know exactly what you’re going through, as something similar happened to me several years ago.

In 1994, I decided I wanted to start my own business, something that required low overhead, minimal skills, and almost zero human interaction. And that’s I how I came up with…

Dingleberry’s Litter Box Service

“We’ve got the scoop on poop!”

I traveled to my clients’ homes and cleaned out their cats’ litter boxes. The only financial investment I had to make was a used produce scale so I could charge by the ounce, and a logo designed by my cousin Eddie (it was a picture of my cat, Skittles, taking a dump while I enthusiastically held a scoop under him. It took 3 weeks and a lot of tuna to get that shot).

As it turns out, Melanie, the stereotype of old ladies owning a shitload of cats is absolutely true. Those crazy cat ladies were the bulk of my business, and I spent most of 1994 surrounded by them, drinking instant Sanka and listening to Elvis records.

Well, one day, while trying to scrape the sides of Snookum’s litter box (I hated that cat, he always crapped on the edge), I received a call from a lawyer.  Apparently, one of my clients had passed away and I was named in her will. Melanie, would you believe she left me her entire coin collection?!!! …pennies, nickles, dimes, quarters, even half-dollars!

But like you, once my family heard that I had thousands of cents in my pocket, they just assumed that I’d pay for everything- wishing wells, bubblegum machines, arcades games, you name it. If it had a coin slot, it was “Kim’s got this”.

So you know what I did? I went straight to the bank, handed the teller all my cents, and traded them in for crisp dollar bills. Then I took those dollar bills and bought a 24-inch color TV from Sears & Roebuck. And that was the end of that! Granted, they started coming over to watch Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman every Wednesday night, but they never asked for a dime again…or a quarter.

What I’m saying is, you need to invest your money into something, tie it up so that they know it’s not accessible to either lend or spend. Maybe buy yourself a chameleon farm, they’re quiet creatures that blend in with all sorts of shit, you’ll never know they’re there.

Take care, Melanie. And let me know if I can ever help ease your financial burden.

Kim

 

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No Wine for you!

I know, I know, you came here yesterday looking for Cheapo Wino Wednesday. I’m so sorry. Here’s what happened:

Monday night, I accidentally opened a $30 bottle of wine. And by accidentally, I mean very much on purpose. It seems that our affordable wine supply has been depleted by moi so I was forced to drink the good stuff. Damn it all to hell!

But because I didn’t drink the whole bottle in one sitting (that’s right, I had self-control…and a margarita beforehand) I had to finish it Tuesday night. Had to.

 

Now, with my apologies out of the way, I shall mildly entertain you with a little “it scared the shit out of me” story. If you follow me on Facebook then you’ve already heard some of this (and I love you the most).

 

On Saturday, my mother hosted a yard sale and invited me to bring my own crap over to sell. When I arrived, she told me to look at her stuff and see if there was anything I wanted before the sale started. So I did.

Hmm, this looks familiar…???…this too…???…and this…and…heeey

 

Me– “Wait a minute! Aren’t these all gifts that I gave you?!”

Her- “No, not all of them.” *holds up a bowl*

 

You know what she’s getting from me this Christmas? Custom Thank You cards that say,

Dear Kim,

It’s the thought that counts

so you’re in luck

because the gifts you give

sure do suck!

Love, Mom and/or Dad (yeah Dad, I saw the unopened peanut dispenser)

Anyway, after the sale was over, I volunteered to collect the balloons and garage sale signs that my mother placed out earlier that morning. I then swung back to her house, dropped everything off, and headed home.

As I was driving and singing a Rhianna song, I heard a faint rustling sound to my right, but I was just hitting the chorus so I ignored it. The song ended and cut to a commercial…and then I heard the rustling again. I looked to my right, expecting to see, oh I don’t know…a chip bag? …some unsigned field trip forms? a squirrel cracking nuts? Really anything, except this…….


Holy shit! I almost went off the road.

I forgot that I had a balloon in the back of my SUV. And that damn thing made its way up to the passenger seat…with its head on the headrest! It felt like a stranger just popped in the car with me…and the most disturbing part, he was waaay too happy. Had he been frowning, I would have been all “Oh, hey there. Want to grab a drink and talk about it?”.

So I decided to spread the freakiness.

For the rest of the car ride home, I sat at every red light like this…

“Have a great day, fellow driver!”

 

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