It’s been clear to me for a while that I am missing some spoons. The pile in the drawer in really small. I’ve complained, asked everyone to return the missing spoons, and whined like a champ, to no avail. I just counted, and there are 36 knives, and only 23 spoons. 23? I’m no math … Read more
I think I said once before about my Dad’s colored days. Today is definitely gray, but I’m not in a gray mood. I got the garbage and recycling out, straightened up a shelf, decided what books to give away and/or sell, started the wash, made the bed, and shoveled the drive. We had only about … Read more
Well, my sinus infection is much improved, meaning that I feel better–not that the infection feel better. Working on redesign of all my web pages, again, or still.
It’s Wednesday already and I’ve accomplished nothing this week. To understand why I say nothing, I think I’ll analyze what I have done. Doctor’s appointment 2 trips to the drug store for the prescribed medications Ripped on to the computer, cataloged and stored the CDs we bought over the weekend Put out the garbage Cooked … Read more
It’s a contest. I’ll say nice things about the person who can tell me how to fix the screwed up post display. If something isn’t screwed up, I already figured it out!
We’re home again. Papa and I had a smooth ride home from Perrysburg, Ohio Sunday morning. The weather forecasts weren’t pretty and even though the ride home was short, we were concerned. When we reached the State line, radio reported that I-75 had been reopened at the Rouge River Bridge. We just looked at each … Read more
Today is an early Friday for Granny. If I just had everything done. D1 and GS2 are leaving at noon, to go to the Great Lakes Navel Training Center for GS1’s basic graduation. They are joining up with D2 and her family on the way. Papa and I have some other plans for the weekend, … Read more
So, it’s begun. Health Club ads. Healthy food ads. The resolutions are upon us. Here’s one to ruin your day. Steak ‘n Shake introduces “Fruit and Frozen Yogert Shakes”.
This time, I actually said to Papa, “I went to bed the last time I thought a game was finished, and it wasn’t.” We watched the whole thing. I’m smug and satisfied not to be annoyed by the morning news.
2 ½ year old granddaughter’s alligator tears when I didn’t want to let her “watch”. As in, “I want to watch, please.” Anything, a Dora video, a “show” on TV, anything. The look on a mother’s face at the Science Center. GD2 (above) was building a tower. She accompanies every activity with paragraphs of explanation. … Read more