lisah, that's a lovely sobering moment.
We just had thunder sleet. Now just sleet. I cleared the street about 5 cars down. Still can't get off of it.
The older serbian gentleman living in the house across the street (it's being fixed up, he does a lot of the work, gets to live there) helped me clear off my car this morning, and I helped hime shovel out his. Well, he might be bringing me cheese pie. And offered me tea. And said I should stop by for coffee. And told me his life story. Oh dear. But he's sweet. And honestly? I think he's just probably a little lonely. He's was in SoCal for 20 years, but had to move hear when he broke his hip so his sister could take care of him. See? LIFESTORY.
People tell me their lifestories all the time. I don't know why. We were in the cell phone store the other day and I rattled off all these details about the salesman and the SO was all eyebrow raisy. I DON'T KNOW, THEY JUST TELL ME! I DON'T ASK!
IKNOWRIGHT? My neighbors were marveling at me, and I was all, um, I met you because there was a gas leak/snowstorm and I came over and started talking to you. WHY ARE YOU SURPRISED?
We just had thunder sleet.
We did too! (I know we're only a couple of miles apart but Bmore has micro-climates.)
Just spoiled myself for men's figure skating. Am sad.
I was just thinking... I have the email address of the nice lady who found my wallet. A Starbucks gift card would be a nice thank you gesture, yes?
I think so, Shrift.
Your story reminded me of when my college boyfriend lost his wallet on the street in Boston and got a call the next day that it had been found. The person who found it was a friend of mine in junior high. I think I knew she was in Boston but had never seen her there. Bizarre!
Just to update, my dad is home from the hospital. They did a bunch of tests, but nothing was abnormal. He told me that he fell once and lost consciousness once in the days before his 'sode, which is concerning. I hope they figure out what's up.
Thanks for all the ~ma and good wishes.
Yikes, Dad o' Sue!
I'd have been super-busy and put away a lot of stuff, except for the fact that I've run out of room to put stuff away in. Time to get serious about divesting some of the Stuff.
Well, I'm glad he's home.
To quote my youngest nephew, Tyler (in a broad 'bama accent)
It's waaaahyne taaaahyme!
Down the block for some wine and nibbles.
