Sheryl, all good thoughts for Luna.
Bathroom surfaces and mirror--still need to dust the top of the light fixture. That should probably be written down, as I seem to conveniently "forget" it consistently. Either that, or grow another eight inches so it's not out of my range of vision. Next, attack the festoons of cobwebs that seem to have sprouted suddenly in many corners, water the pansies, and then, light through the skylight being optimum, some still life photography efforts.
The weather's supposed to change tomorrow (high, 82F today, 66F tomorrow), so I'll probably take down the broom on the front door and switch out the summer decorations for harvest stuff and rehang it. And we may drive up Mt. Baker and take (even more) scenic photos.
That's rough Sean, my condolences.
at Jiffy Lube Live.(Still think that's an awful name for a concert venue, but what can you do?)
I am twelve because I just think it's funny.
My best thoughts for Luna.
My parents are probably losing one of their dogs. Who happens to be the one my dad is most bonded with.
It's a bad week for pets.
While my brother was off helping to make funeral arrangements for my Mom last Saturday, his much-beloved 10yo golden Lab Misty was having exploratory surgery for cancer... which turned out to be much more advanced than even the vet expected, so she was euthanized with my sister-in-law's consent.
She was a really well-behaved dog, happy and mellow and you couldn't make eye contact with her unless you wanted her to come over and try to crawl up on your lap. (You then had to tell her to Sit and she would.)
I just hope her death sucks up all the Bad Pet Karma in my virtual neighborhood for like a year or two.
I'm sorry for your loss, Sean. And I hope your friend gets better.
I spent the very beginning of the morning calling around to pharmacies to see if they had one of my painkillers in stock--I was told "no" by five, at which point I decided to go get my hair cut and then drop by the pharmacy with the sweet Persian ladies who gave the the card that saves me $75 on the script.
And they had it...I went into Santa Monica proper (as in, within sight of the sea) and did some shopping at the British store, picked up some other meds, and I think I'm done for the day. No more moving. Too much pain. Just hydrating, and starting to pack for going home next week. Which is ridic soon--my sister turns 40 in precisely one week.
I have many tablets, but I have not bought a
tablet
for my cousin. Still no explification on that weird-assed request.
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That is some cool candy. Everyone at Allyson and sarameg's jobs should have them, for starters.
Much health~ma to Luna, Sheryl.
