Okay, so maybe more like grateful because now I can ignore the campaign ads, junk mail, door to door canvassing and other political trappings. I’m tired of the elections and look forward to November 5 when hopefully, this will all be over. Please, oh please let there be no controversy regarding the counting, voting validity, etc.
The toilet paper rolls in our bathroom kept slipping off of the holder (this particular dispenser does not have a rod that penetrates the cardboard tube). Sure enough, after finding an older roll and comparing the two I now have proof that the width of the rolls has been reduced. Both are the same brand. This is when I put the thousands of dollars spent on my college education to good use and write a letter of complaint to the company… time provided, of course.
There are still lots of fresh vegetables in our garden even though summer has past. These lovely carrots were used in last night’s soup.
Jeff, *Me, Bob & Nikki
Recently, following the constant nagging of an old friend, I joined Facebook. Actually, I discovered that I’d joined it ages ago, done nothing with the account and had forgotten signing up altogether. Anyway, Yesterday I had a contact email from Nikki! Nikki was my roommate while I was in Air Force Tech School in Biloxi, MS many years ago. She was the only one from our hallway who managed to figure out how to work the giant floor buffing machines. Heck, she didn’t just figure it out, she owned that buffer. Nikki would put on headphones, blast out Metallica and shine away. She also talked about getting Gumby tattood on her forehead. While not in classes Nikki, Jeff, Bob and I would hang out. Jeff is the creator and owner of Weinertoons. He lives in the Boston area and he connected me up again with Bob. Bob had found Nikki, who now lives in Louisiana.
Okay, so maybe a little grossed out and curious. Tonight on the Discovery Channel Mike Rowe is going to castrate sheep. I love Dirty Jobs and have a not-so-secret crush on MR, but if I hear the sheep bleating in distress I’ll have to turn it. House pets receive sedation for spaying and neutering, but such amenities are not feasible or possible when large groups of animals are being treated. About that crush… his voice is amazing and he’s not afraid to unplug a toilet. What more could a woman want?
*Good lord, that was a big frizzy hair mess. Please don’t think ill of me, big hair was in vogue and Mississippi was humid.