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A visit with the vampires…
Went for my blood work yesterday. I do love the new St. Luke’s center they built to the west of town. It is so much easier to park and, since it is such a new place, no one goes there.
Two receptionists, two people ahead of me, I waited about two minutes to check in. I didn’t even have time to turn on my Kindle.
Once checked in at the main desk, I walked to lab just a few yards down the hall. No one in the waiting room, another two-minute wait, I was seated and having blood drawn.
I cracked the phlebotomist up as she took two tubes of blood out of me. Since the chair was so high, I began to swing my legs back and forth and told her I felt like a little kid in the chair. “Where’s my tray and snacks?”
No coffee?!!! Crap!
Anyone who knows me, knows that until I have my cup of coffee when I first get up, I am not there. Unfortunately, I should have skipped that coffee today.
I completely forgot that I can’t have any coffee before my blood test. Well, as I said, my brains don’t function without the coffee. It wasn’t until after I had a cup of coffee that I remembered I shouldn’t have had the coffee.
Therefore, my day screwed the pooch before it even started. Now the rest of my week is a day off on what I had planned. (Sigh) I should know better than to make any plans.
You all have a good one!
How old are you?
That is the question I hear from The Curmudgeon occasionally. Is it any wonder? I wear silly socks, play with toys, and spoil the crap out of our dogs.
Yes, I admit it. I still manage to collect a few Bull Terrier items from time to time. Who can resist a sledding bully? Yes, the tall one is a Pez dispenser, I am a Pez addict from way back.
I’ve been known to stick my tongue out at people. Frequently. I do skip on occasion. I will color outside the lines. I can still make a mean cushion and blanket fort, and whatever you do, do not turn off my cartoons.
You all have a good one.
The neurologist is pleased.
Took The Curmudgeon to his Neurologist appointment, the first one since he’s been on the Tecfidera, and she was tickled to see him come into the office with his cane instead of his walker.
She saw improvement in every test she did on him. I do believe she’s as excited about the results as we have been. She does agree with me that he should start working out with the weights on a regular basis to build up his muscle strength.
He goes back in four months, it would be wonderful to have even more improvement to show her.
You all have a good one!
Back away from the trash can…
While in the check out line at Bed Bath and Beyond, I glanced at a shelf in front of me and almost collapsed laughing.
G asked me what was so funny and I pointed to the garbage can that had the sensor that automatically opened the can for you.
“Could you picture that with my dogs?”
She giggled at the thought.
I about fell on the floor laughing. Finally, I gasped out, “OMG, they’d have the sensor worn out in less than a day and you’d find me sitting in a corner pulling my hair out while repeatedly mumbling ‘leave the trash can alone.'”
You all have a good one!
English: Bed Bath & Beyond (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
No! I am not the age it says on my birth certificate…am I?
There are days where I really feel my age. Today was one of those days. All I did was go grocery shopping–not a good day for it, the store was crowded with people who can’t move out of their own way.
By the time I got home, unloaded the car, put everything away, fed the dogs, and cooked dinner, I was ready for a nap.
I think I dozed off on the couch with Gavin around eight. I slept for an hour. Gavin enjoyed it and wanted me to snooze a bit longer. 😉 Silly pup.
Then there are days where I don’t feel any different from forty years ago when I was newly married.
You all have a good one!
And, we have a runner.
This blog isn’t going to write itself. Nope, although I wish it would, there’s no chance of it happening.
When I sat down at my desk to write, I saw my muse run out the door screaming, laughing, and pulling her hair out by the handfuls. About then, I knew the blog was in for some trouble.
If any of you happen to see a crazed, bald muse giggling in a corner somewhere, would you please send her home?
Remembering Mary
On this day in 1957, my baby sister came into this world. It was my parents anniversary and I was three years old.
Mary…Randolph AFB …1965?
Mary and Sadie
She always made me laugh.
The Curmudgeon’s favorite sister-in-law.
My best friend.
11/7/1957-4/13/2001
I love you
Whoo hoo it is a shower!
Get ready…..
His shower chair fits nicely…
Lots of shelves!
You all have a good one.
Two more days to new shower…
So the first day went well and the old, nasty pink tub is gone. The floor for the new shower is in and the rest should be done by the end of today.
However, we’re not supposed to use it for 24 hours after that. *Already dying for a shower.*
Before…
Busted up tub on the porch…
At the end of the day on day one
Busy days
Yesterday we had a Verizon guy here changing us from our old cable company to Fios TV. I already have my phone and computer on the system. It took him the longest to get The Curmudgeon’s TV hooked up. Finally finished it and I knew then, The Curmudgeon’s night was made.
Today, I have to move furniture, do laundry, and get things ready for the next interruption to our lives.
Monday, Bath Fitters arrives early in the morning to start removing the old tub and replacing it with a brand new shower. This will take them two days.
Unfortunately, depending on how long it takes, Tuesday will have to be split into shifts with The Curmudgeon and me. We both have to vote and I have a doctor’s appointment. I’ll stay here while he goes to vote and then when I leave for my doctor’s appointment I can stop to vote on my way.
Looking forward to Wednesday and some quiet. You all have a good one!
1980s Dodge Ram Van Verizon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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