Posted on 10/20/2020 9:33:20 PM PDT by BenLurkin
I thought it was Denebian whiskey or something. Surely there’s an answer out there somewhere.
Finally back from my appointment. I sent my FD the Other Mug, claiming it’s a birthday present protected by an attack spider if she thinks of opening it sooner, then stopped at Dollar Tree for two wedding cards and remembered my Favorite Niece, Kara’s only son, Sam, is graduating this year, so I got him card while I was browsing the card racks.
On to the appointment, where the PA sent the prescription before I could tell her of the move, so she had to re-write it. She’s going to “allow” me to have an extra pill a day, to be taken any way that works (whole or half, in addition to or in between other doses) and from there I went to the bank to get more quarters.
Finally home. My day has been wasted.
The idea of an Official May the Fourth/Star Wars drink featuring rum has my vote!
Now, I’m going to try and relax a little bit. Tomorrow, I’ll go to the library. My prescription can’t be picked up for another week, so I can’t even worry about that.
Almost time for lunch...supper...biggest meal of the day.
ThinkGeek.com probably sells it, but I can buy rum at the ABC store next to the Food Lion.
James is asking to go to the bread outlet, so that’s probably what we’ll do next.
I put in “ThinkGeek” and got “gamestop.” Meh.
I’m cold. Always cold. So what’s k-new?
Favorite Son sent a text last night of a frog earring with the front of the frog on the front of lobe and the legs dangling on the backside. Pretty cute! (Called an “ear jacket.”)
If I had seen them on payday, it might be a good present to myself! LOL! Too late now! I’ll keep them in mind though, and maybe get them for Christmas.
Oh, I see they went out of business. We got a lot of nerdy stuff from them over the years.
Back from the bread store. Not much stock, but we made do.
I used to get stuff from ThinkGeek, too. It was a fun place to shop!
Look! Here’s me, staying up and pretending to be alert and chirky! :o])
*tagline*
That looks like kittehs don’t want to wake up this Thor’s Day.
Good morning.
I’m having a hard time waking up this morning, for some reason. The mind isn’t cooperating. I’m glad I don’t have a high-tech job to go to. I’d never make it!
snerk
Good morning. Happy Friday Eve.
Friday Eve is always better with a good cuddle.
One of the nice things about having a high-tech job to go to is the tech does a lot of the work.
BTW: I officially blame you for the fact that “Moses supposes his toeses are roses which Moses supposes erroneously” is now running around in my head.
I’ll take the blame for sending it running round in anyone else’s.
<3
If it had a catchy little tune it probably would run around there, but — nah...
Yes, and not just Friday Eves. Every eve is better with a good cuddle!
Howya, epople.
The usual scads and lashings have been accomplished here, and then next activity is the non-optional fluvial studies (that’s runoff) hike to the park. James are whiny, but they’ll get over it.
Our landscape contractor was over yesterday evening to measure and discuss. There was a brief flurry about discrepancies in the measurements until I pointed out that DP was talking about feet, while the landscape guy was measuring in meters.
I went in to make the bed and say my morning prayer and ended up gathering up the summer clothes as well as those that I’ve been keeping for sentimental reasons. I’m not done, yet, but the Donations Pile seems to be winning another round.
Some are being donated because I’m tired of looking at them and others because of the size difference between now and “then,” which was six months ago! It’s so GOOD to have lost so much weight. (As near as I can figure, I’ve lost the equivalent weight of a third-grader since I moved here. Maybe December will find that figure changing to a fourth-grader!)
James are always whiney when it comes to exercising. They’ve never liked it.
I can only do meters because I’ve done so much work with yardage. It’s a subtraction equation that’s simple enough for me to remember, even during a relapse. (Speaking of which, I wish this one would get over with...)
Apperently the illusion of a box is as good as the real thing for some cats.
more at: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-9547407/Cats-really-love-sitting-boxes-optical-illusion.html
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