F-List of Many Gifts

Hi Guys.

I just have a little bit of time here before I head out to my Dad’s place. He has listed his house and so far he has had some serious interest in buying. That means my summer just got a whole lot busier! We are tackling some drawers and closets today, and whatever else we have time for. There will be a bi

] downsizing involved with this move, so he has some decisions to make.

How about a list?

Capri’s Patt and Deb came yesterday to get their hairs cut. That also involves lunch, Homegoods, Hobby Lobby and now, Yogurt City. Which is good, but can’t compete with Sweet Frog in Virginia. I am truly sorry Yogurt City, but that’s a fact Jack.

I have a sweet bartering deal with these gals. I do their hair, and they help me manage my life.

While she was here, Patt arranged the patio/deck/pool area flower pots for me. She is a pot whisperer. One of her many gifts.

I had another job for her. We are having a clicker problem over here. A serious clicker problem. I said I needed something to corral them. Something…..attractive looking. She found this at Homegoods. Looks like a big book, but it’s sneaky!

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The WII clicker isn’t even in there, hasn’t turned up yet. The tv clicker doesn’t fit, it’s too long, but I can handle 1 being out and about!

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See? Looks like a book! A big secret squirrel, hiding book!

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Deb is my tailor, sewer/mender. She brought me mended sleep pants that we both forgot she had. I swapped them out for more mending. One of her many gifts.

The Peanuts Champ bought me this twinkie at a garage sale, isn’t she a big old hunk of honey? She is so thoughtful! One of her many gifts.

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Honey has a new tv show. We think it is intolerable. He calls it The Turtle Man, maybe that is even it’s name. He mimics this ridiculous person’s pose and shouts “LIVE ACTION!!!” . The Girls and I are not sure what to do with this new…character. Imitating characters, one of his many gifts.

Have a good weekend, hope it is full of many gifts.

The Loose Marbles

Hi Guys!

I am going to gather some last thoughts from The Memorial Day Extravaganza Hootenanny of 2013 that are rolling around in my brain like marbles. Everything rolls around in my brain like marbles, random thoughts, to do lists, facts that no one needs to know, memories, and quotes from movies. I say it is what makes me…..unique. Honey says it’s a pure ADD.

Anyhow, I am sure I have forgotten more than I will share, but I will share.

I believe that I have mentioned in years past that Mrs. Schmenkman has Sirius radio in her car. This radio is featured no where else in my life, so I always enjoy listening to hers. We listen to the music of our younger years, country, the present offerings and some comedy channels if we are driving a little further than usual. A lot of the comedy channels are, shall we say, inappropriate, but there are some that are just funny and only mildly inappropriate. Plus, Sirius gives you the added bonus of showing you on the screen who you are listening to, so you might be able to remember who you liked a lot, or if you had better turn the channel quick before your ears catch on fire.

The comedy channel we frequent the most is Blue Collar Comedy and they have an older woman who is HILARIOUS. Her name is Jeanne Robertson, and she tells stories of her life with her husband, Left Brain. She talks about a wide variety of ordinary things but somehow turns them into funny stories, all told in a very southern voice. I share this clip, which is not the funniest thing I have ever heard her tell, but it was short and funny and a good length if you wanted to have a listen and not make a huge commitment. There are lots of other clips on Youtube that are longer, and that is her wheelhouse, weaving you a funny story with lots of detail. She is TOTALLY clean too, check her out.

As we were listening to the music channels, I was reminded that there are always a couple of songs that seem to be featured for the weekend. They just kept coming on! This years featured songs were It’s a Beautiful Day by Michael Buble and Boys Round Here by Blake Shelton, who can be an amusing fellow.

I know that there were several things that happened that I immediately thought “that’s going on the blob!”, but I can only remember one. As we were driving to Winchester I noticed a big church that I didn’t remember seeing before. When I commented about it Schmenky said “ I go there to give blood, they have better snacks”. People, can I just say that this amused me? I said “better than what?” She said that they had homemade snacks prepared my the little old ladies of the congregation, as opposed to the prepackaged stuff you get elsewhere. I was not aware that one could have a favorite blood donation center. I am now aware.

As I mentioned previously, Schmenk has 6 indoor cats. The triplets, Kibbles, Bits and Kubota, and Kismet, Poppet, and Casey Lee Bumgardner. All of her fur children are polite, but Poppet and Casey like me better. Poppet loves me, as she loves all company. But this year, Casey was more attentive than usual. He decided that he liked my hair and would sit behind me and nuzzle my head and mark my hair and then give me a big coco-butt, banging my head with his head. He usually did this when we were watching tv at night. After his……attention, he would sleep on the back of the couch behind me. He felt the need to have his tail on me during this period.

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Tail loves.

Speaking of watching tv, on the plane down to Virginia I had a nice, chatty, seatmate. She was telling me that she didn’t watch much tv but she LOVED HGTV, and her favorite show lately was called Rehab Addict. I had never heard of it, but it sounded interesting and like something Honey and I would enjoy. I made a mental note of it and promptly forgot the name of the show. After Schmenky picked me up from the airport I was telling her about my trip down, because I usually have something to report because I attract chatty or unusual people. I know, it’s a gift. I began telling her about my seatmate and the HGTV show that sounded interesting. I evidently did not remember many pertinent details because Schmenk did not know what I was talking about. Later, THAT EXACT SAME EVENING, we were watching HGTV just before going to bed, and there it was, on the tv! She said, “oh yeah, I like this show”. We watched it and I liked it too! Small world. I watched it with Honey last Thursday night and he liked it too!

Ok, those are my random marbles. How about you, any random marbles out there? Do tell.

Horatio Saves The Day

Hi Guys! Holy Moly, where has the month of May gone?? It’s like the weeks after childbirth, tired, incoherent, and tinged with suffering.

I can’t remember when I have been laid so low for so long, GEEZ LOUISE, it seemed never ending! Spring was just starting when I succumbed to The Scourge of Twenty Thirteen. At one doctor appointment, spring was in the air. The second doctor appointment was full on spring, the third, spring was on the wane and it seemed mostly like summer had arrived. All without my knowledge, and seriously, I could have cared less.

Thank you all so much for your comments, prayers and concern, good friends are a kiss on the cheek from God!

The Sickness is broken into three weeks, each highlighted by its own brand of suffering. The first sign of illness began on a Tuesday. The Ab-Cat and I had gone on a dry run to Detroit for her jury duty date. We were looking for the parking garage options, because there was NO WAY she was going to park far away and have to navigate the People Mover, she might have never found her vehicle again! Honey had programmed the GPS with one of the addresses and it kept telling us the parking was on the right, where there was parking, but not the parking we were supposed to use. We just kept going around and around the block, looking for other places.

We finally had a plan, there was a choice A and a choice B, and if those didn’t work I told her to come home and she could be rescheduled. I realize that is probably not the best solution, but Girlfriend was getting stressed, and her hand that works the hand controls was seriously tired. I would have done the same thing, COME AND GET ME COPPER!!!!!

Anyway, all that to say that we were stressed and hot and that is when we made the discovery that the air conditioning in her new van was not working. Not even a little bit. I was very warm, but as you might remember, it is a common state to find myself. I also had a headache, also not uncommon, considering the situation and location. Detroit is not my favorite place to be, and we were not keen on sending our sweet little vulnerable, handicapped daughter down there by herself. I can’t think of an adult who is 100% calm about jury duty, and Detroit is a big, busy place.

So the air conditioner was broken and I was unnaturally warm. You can imagine my surprise when I was freezing a short time later. Something in my memory, from decades past, was jogged and I took my temperature. 101, well that was unusual. I seriously cannot tell you the last time I had a fever. We are not a feverish bunch around here. It was very odd. By the evening it was 102 and my only symptoms were the headache and my body felt achy. I figured I had the flu and called Jip the Farm Dog to let her know that I was iffy for BSF. I never did go.

The rest of the week was passed on the couch. Really, on the couch. I did nothing except drink fluids, take my fluctuating temperature, alternate between sweating and freezing, and watch CSI MIAMI and Criminal Minds, because they are on all the time. I felt terrible, but was sure it was just a virus. I had a scheduled doctor appointment on Friday for something unrelated and decided to keep it as I had already rescheduled it once. It felt good to be cleaned up and dressed for about 5 minutes, and then I longed to put my jammies back on and lay back down on the couch.

Around this time Honey said he wasn’t feeling well. Honey is rarely sick either. He had a horrible cold and cough and he then took up residence on the other couch for the week. As you know, we are married and we have to do everything together. Including the sickness and health part evidently.

We were at Judgment Call Friday. Does that happen to you? It has happened here many times, usually involving children. You either go to the doctor now, or you wait until after the weekend.I had considered going to see the doctor, but I had only had a fever for 4 days and it seemed like it was just flu-ish, and what was she going to do for that? I made the decision that I would go to the doctor on Monday if I didn’t feel better. The decision ensured I would have the worst weekend I could have anticipated.

Oh, the headache, the body aches, the SWEATING, the freezing, and the feeling that can only be described as my eyes bugging out of my head. The fever was 104 and that was going the wrong way. I made a date with the doctor on Monday. She knows that I like to have a strange illness every May, right before I head down to Virginia for my annual Memorial Day Weekend Extravaganza Hootenanny at Mrs. Schmenkman’s house. She took blood and urine and then gave me the sad, sad news. I had a symptom free UTI. I have heard of this ailment on three other occasions, and all three involved elderly women!!! What exactly was she trying to say????

The last UTI I had was when I was pregnant with Mousey, some 19 years ago. And let me tell you, it was not symptom free. How could this be? I guess I am old. Elderly Capri Kel.

She put me on a five day course of Cipro. Did you know that they give Cipro if you might be exposed to anthrax? I learned that from Criminal Minds, fancy that! I felt a change by the next day. I had a couple of days when I thought I was returning to the land of the living. I had great hopes and dreams that I would be off the couch and could say goodbye to my new best friends from CSI MIAMI. I had switched from regular tv to Netflix, where I could watch episode after episode, with no thought or care. It was at this point that I let the good folk from Criminal Minds go. They still had commercials. It became all CSI Miami, all the time.

Then I entered the second phase of sickness. I caught Honey’s horrible cold that weekend and slipped back into my haze of ill health. By that time I was thoroughly disgusted with our faulty Netflix. It is of the devil. It only connects when IT wants to, it interrupts for NO GOOD REASON, and sometimes it tells you, right in the middle of an episode, that it’s done for the day. Netflix, you are dead to me. Abby graciously went and got me seasons of CSI MIAMI from our library. Did you know that show was on for 10 years!!?? She had to make two library runs. I have now completed the first four seasons of CSI MIAMI. Yea me.

I finally made it back to BSF last Thursday, with my tail hanging about half mast. But I still wasn’t feeling good or right. I had finished my anti-anthrax meds a few days before and my cold was improving, but I was having some familiar unwelcome symptoms again. I had a headache, I resumed with the sweating, what is up with the sweating, and had that eyes bugging out of my head feeling again. Jip the Farm Dog convinced me to call and get a doctor appointment that day, and she was right. It was back.

The doctor thinks the cold diverted my immune system, and she put me on a different antibiotic for ten days. I reminded her that I am leaving for Virginia this Thursday and I need to not be dealing with the sweating, eye bugging girl while I am gone. She agreed. This round should carry me through until I get home. Not that I am expecting it to come back again, but you never know. 

It’s a good thing I am feeling better, I am all finished with the CSI MIAMI’s Abby brought from the library. Thanks Lt. Horatio Caine and all of your CSI team, you have served me well.

Cats, Burgers, and Bobcat Pretzel

This morning I was woke by a cat, with a very large girth, chasing her tail. REPEATEDLY. At 6a.m. What the heck Mia? She only does that on days when I don’t need to be up at 6. She is like my own personal alarm clock.

I set a goal for myself on Saturday. To Windex the kitchen door wall. Set and met Baby! And then I completely topped myself by vacuuming. After that kind of day, I could not manage dinner so we headed over to a neighboring town for a burger. This placed boasted of stuffed burgers, stuffed with mashed potatoes, mushrooms, bacon, feta, mac and cheese, among other things. Honey and Ab-Cat chose cheddar, bacon and mushroom stuffing. I chose no stuffing, because they looked too big, and there had been mention of ice cream. Mousey had a chicken sandwich, because she is opposed to beef. Honey and Ab said they would go again and try and take The Boy because he is all for stuffed food. I would decline, as they had seasoned ground beef and I am strictly a salt and pepper hamburger girl. Mousey could probably be swayed. The fries were good though!

Sometime this weekend we watched The Impossible. Possibly the most uncomfortable movie I have encountered since the one about the climber who cut off his own hand. This was about the tsunami in Thailand and was heartbreakingly sad and good at the same time. If you can watch it sitting still, you are better than me. It was hard to dodge all that debris, just saying.

This is Mousey’s last week of her first year of college! I took her picture because she looked so cute, and this may have been the first time all year that she wasn’t wearing sweat pants! She cannot believe how FAST the year went! Please forgive the bad staging.

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And another with her girl Lucy. Who whined and carried on because NONE of out cats are willing to be held. EVER.

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She left us in a huff, leaving behind anger fur all over Mousey’s top.

At some point over the weekend, we Girls watched Two Weeks Notice with Sandra Bullock and Hugh Grant. We had seen it years before and liked it both times. I have one other thing to say; Bobcat pretzel.

After Saturday’s glorious, warm and sunny day, we had to have some yucky to be fair. Michigan is nothing if not fair. It rained cats and dogs and antelope all day yesterday and it made for a perfect laundry day. Honey dozed on the couch like a cat while I lay on the heating pad and  kept up with my heavy schedule of Words With Friends. People, I tell you it’s like a job! It’s like we are 93 years old.

Today is reserved for doing my BSF lesson and running errands. Of which I must GIT to.

Have a productive Monday.

The Fine Girl List

After another week of all over the board weather, today looks promising! It’s 9:00 and already 46 degrees, very promising, considering we had undecided snow/rain on Wednesday.

Onward ho, to the Friday List!

American Idol is getting hard. I think all of those girls could be the winner, and that is not something that can always be said at his point in the competition.They all are consistently good and they all consistently do too many vocal runs for my tastes, so they are all neck and neck. If I’m being honest with myself, I think my favorite is Candice Glover.

She’s a fine girl.

Keelyody, the walking buddy, had to go up to Michigan State for a couple days. Her oldest son is graduating very soon and they were having a special day that I cannot remember the name of. She asked if Mousey and I could watch her only daughter.

I went over to visit with her while she had breakfast bones and a belly rub.

Meet Carole Junior.

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Otherwise known as C.J.

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I forgot how sweet poochi-doos can be!

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She is a fine girl.

I had a very nice lunch with Capri Deb yesterday after BSF. As usual, we talked much and solved many world problems, and she gave me this;

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an invitation to her Artist of the Month show in May!!!!! She is a wonderful artist and she and her multi-talented husband, BFG, are showing their wares before God and all mankind from May 1 until June26 at Two Twelve Arts Center in Saline, Michigan. You’re ALL invited!!!!!

She has shown some of her other work on her own blob here.

She’s a fine girl!

Have a wonderful weekend!

Tu-ist (The Friday List on Tuesday)

I have a list for Y’All today. It’s always a good way to gather up all the flotsam and jetsam that gathers in my brain.

Do you remember Flotsam and Jetsam?

Ursula’s minions from The Little Mermaid. Sneaky little eels. Anyone with children the ages of ours will remember them. The Ab-Cat, in particular, was very strong in Little Mermaid trivia. Right down to combing her hair with her fork.

It rained ALL last week, and snowed on Sunday. Imagine our surprise when it was 70 and sunny yesterday!!! It was GLORIOUS!!!

Imagine my deep despair that it is pouring out there right now. It will probably cause the cancellation of walking with Keelyody this morning. I will know in about 20 minutes.

I need to walk.

I have made great progress in the DVR watching of Downton Abbey season 3. I have the grand finale episode to watch. The Ab-Cat is breathing a sigh of relief at the 63% on the DVR. A plethora of room to be sure. We have been bumping into the 90th percentile for a long while.

We still have the entire final season of Fringe to watch. We need to plan a marathon soon.

It’s still pouring.

Mother Nature, why you tease us like that?

I have had this annoying thing going on in the center of my back since we returned from Florida. The chiropractor has been trying to eradicate it but has now succeeded in moving it from the center of my spine to the left of the spine, in the dreaded chicken wing area. I wonder if being stretched on a rack might help? I am willing to try.

I am in the process of getting things together to donate to our church rummage sale. There are quite possibly not enough hours in the day to accomplish this task.

I donated an old butter dish in the shape of a cat that had colors that did not match our decor. It had a handle that was a mouse and it was hard to grasp. Plus I needed a little space in the cupboard where I store the butter dishes we already have.

But I then bought a new butter dish at Homegoods in a loverly off white color. It matches our decor and has the kind of handle I like. Handles are important to me.

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And once again, we have one too many butter dishes in the cupboard.

I used to buy a butter dish every year when I went on my annual Memorial Day visit to Mrs. Schmenkmans in Virginia. My family used to be very hard on our butter dishes and believe it or not, there were times when we did not even have TWO butter dishes!

I guess my family has become kinder and gentler, we no longer break butter dishes at an alarming rate.

And therein lies the cause of my butter dish overflow.

I needed to go to the post office yesterday to mail something. When I arrived, I changed my mind. Everyone and their brother was up there doing tax related things. I can wait, REALLY.

It then occurred to me that this was The Boy’s fate. I knew from the several phone calls we had already had that day that he was in the same tax related, post office visiting boat.

Due to inclement weather, walking has been cancelled.

Inclement weather reminds me of the song With A Little Luck by Paul McCartney and Wings. Very popular in my sophomore year of high school.

Have I ever mentioned that I was a raging Beatlemaniac in high school? Yeah, me and Suzanne Suzanna Danna. Raging.

Her favorite was John, mine was George. I was so devoted that I gave birth to The Ab-Cat on his birthday, February 25. I know, total fluke.

I believe this is enough random for any one person before 8:00 in the morning.

Have a fine day.

Friday’s List on Monday- AKA M-ist

I was busy on Friday, so I did not have time for the usual list. I offer it to you today.

The Dane’s Grandfather passed away yesterday, thank you so much for your prayers. She is expected back in Chicago this afternoon. I was getting regular updates from The Boy, but he did not seem to have the answers for the things I wanted to know, so I am hoping to have a phone conversation with her sometime this week. She has been a little off the grid while in Denmark. I am sure she is coming home to the kind of behind-ness that goes along with missing a week of college and work. We are glad she was able to go though, I am sure she was a great comfort to her Grandmother, as well as her parents and brothers.

There is a slight possibility that it could be spring. I make no guarantees, but it has been in the 50s for a few days and while walking Keelyody and I saw some green AND a bud!

That means I must get out there with the Preen before the weeds get all cocky.

Honey has had several guys come out to give him prices to build a deck off The Ab-Cat’s door wall, and to replace our wood decks with a Trex like product.

He does this every year, and every year, after getting sticker shock from the estimates, he makes the decision to do it himself.

And then he doesn’t do it, cause ain’t nobody got time for that!!!

Unfortunately for him, this year something has to give or we are going to break some bones falling through some rotten boards.

Anyone care to place a bet on what gives? Honey’s back, his sanity, or his wallet?

The next bet would be what gives next; Capri Kel’s back, her sanity or Honey’s wallet?

Because, as Honey frequently says, we are married and we have to do everything together. Including losing our minds.

I knew the last couple summers were going to be a grueling mix of hauling, clearing and re-landscaping, and they were. I was hoping to have a little breather this year. I am pretty sure Honey was too.

There’s always next summer.

I got through three episodes of Downton Abbey season 3 last night. No one has died yet, but I know it is coming.

Poor Anna and Bates. Poor Ethel. POOR EDITH!!!!

The Ab-Cat will be so happy to have 4 hours off the DVR!

What have you guys been doing?

The F-List

Hi Guys!

I don’t know about Y’All, but I am SO ready for a list. It just soothes my brain to be somewhat random. Just take that somewhat right out of there.

I don’t know if you have heard, but there is bogus propaganda out there claiming it is spring. Whatever we have going on up here in The Mitten, it ain’t spring.

Have you been watching American Idol? OH.MY.WORD!!!!!! Some of those girls are RIDICULOUSLY good! I could not predict a winner here if my life depended on it. Some seriously talented  girl singers.

You know what would be a sad thing? Being a guy on this season of American Idol.

I think it is safe to say that Mariah Carey is the new Paula. Every time she talks, Honey says “what is she saying?”. He now fast forwards through her, just saves time.

Unfortunately for Randy, his close proximity to Mariah causes his comments to also be lost.

One of the things that I find particularly sweet about Keith Urban, which I also found sweet about Steven Tyler, is he really appreciates music and good singers, even if the music is not his genre. He ENJOYS listening and it shows in his expressions and movements.

Randy is still…… Randy, and I am ok with that.

Nikki Minaj. That girl deserves her OWN post. I will say one thing. Waffles. That’s all you need to know.

I tried to watch the first episode of Downton Abbey on the DVR in a moment of downtime. It was pixilating ALL OVER THE PLACE! No spell check, I don’t want to use the word pixilation, THAT makes no sense.

I was discouraged, and have not taken the necessary steps to watch it on Hulu, or whatever.

Therefore, there is still the entire third season of Downton Abbey, taking up valuable percentage space in our DVR.

Ab-Cat mentions this to me. Regularly.

She is the DVR percentage police at our house. She runs a tight ship.

The entire final season of Fringe is also there. It chafes her.

I had lunch with Jip the Farm Dog and CMB on Wednesday. It was particularly nice to dine together because it had been such a very long time since we were all available to do so.

We discussed life, the lives of our children, problems, and and thorny, complicated issues. At the end of our time together, CMB commented that we had tackled  much heavier content than usual. She was right.

Life can be difficult and confusing.

We all agree that life without Jesus would be unappealing in dealing with these matters.

I had another long awaited lunch with Capri Deb yesterday. Similar topics were discussed. Much was pondered.

Our lesson in BSF this week was about Jacob and Esau, reconciliation and forgiveness.

We serve a personal and on time God.

I am reminded,

Genesis 18:14

Is anything too hard for the LORD?

Have a good weekend. Remember what you know.

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This Weekend I Went To Downton

Hello my People. I hope you had a nice weekend. Ours was a goodish mix of productivity and rest. The best kind.

On Saturday afternoon Mousey and I met up with some friends at the Ann Arbor Value World. I soldiered through the two roundabouts, very grateful there was not one car sharing it with me at the moment we were going through. I still growled the entire time.

Mousey and her friend had heaped carts. HEAPED. They did manage to whittle them down to a manageable size before we headed for the checkout. As I have said previously, I do not have much luck at that particular store. I mainly concentrated on fleshing out my lounging attire, and I did have some success there.

Pajama tops for my previously purchased black an brown pajama bottoms. The raspberry fleecy thing on the left ought to be a perfect addition because of it’s cheery color and it is as soft as kittens. All under $2 with the handy dandy half off coo-pin!

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I know, I really don’t need anymore of these type sweaters. But the pink Sigrid Olson for $2.30 and the blue Designers Originals for .80 CENTS, can you say too good to pass up? I have seen this Sigrid Olson name before at The Goodfella’s in Florida and she has such unique prints. I may have to goggle her and see if she is someone special. Anyone ever heard of that brand?

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This was a fun little thing! We are going to use it as a shell bag in Florida! We have looked for one at flea markets unsuccessfully. Hopefully it will stand up to the weight of the shells and the sand will just flow on through! It’s not as large as it appears in this picture. Not bad for .20 American pennies!

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The weather this morning looks….weird. Misty, or foggy and drippy, and the whole thing looks dangerous. Looks like we had some sort of four legged visitor last night.

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Generally, a very good indicator of visibility is if I can see the traffic light. I see no traffic light.

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Honey decided to take a “dedicated nap” yesterday afternoon and I decided to take a “dedicated stab” at watching season 2 of Downton Abbey. I made a pretty good dent, about 5 episodes. I was so sad that a sweet character died! And you were right Oklahoma Tammy, I did see veins of humanity in Thomas and O’Brien that I had not previously seen before. I am still not willing to be their friend, but maybe they are not complete lost causes. I really need to get up to speed because the internet is buzzing about something bad that happened on season 3 last night. It was evidently something horrible and I need to get cracking, right quick!

The only set in stone thing on my calendar today just changed. My P.T. appointment was cancelled because my therapist lives many, many miles away and is not traipsing through the ice and sleet and …weirdness to come to work today. That leaves me with working on my BSF lesson and Downton Abby!!! I can work with that. What have you got going on?

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