I got carded today for the first time in many years. It was at TJs, and I mentioned I was turning 50 soon.
'Safe'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Reader, I hung up on her, but before I did she said, "Okay, nobody loves me, bye." 65 or 5, you tell me.
Oy, flea. That sounds strikingly like my mother in the last years of her life.
What a morning.
Sadness: a childhood friend of my nieces, who went to MIT and met a lovely young man and got married a few years ago and now is in grad school at Cal -- well, her lovely husband died last night. Nobody seems to know why, possibly a heart ailment. So A is widowed at 25. The mind reels. So shocked and horrified.
Better news: I have overhead lights in my house again! Finally got an electrician who was willing to poke around, and he determined that I have both modern wiring and knob-and-tube wiring, and while the breaker box was good, there was a loose fuse in the fuse box. Fixed! I no longer have to run an extension cord across the kitchen to get my oven to work!
Annoying: The overhead light in the dining room still doesn't work, it appears to be a flaw in the fixture. Which means I will have to replace both the overhead fixtures in the kitchen...
Great news: Kat is getting married, yay! Congratulations!
OMG, flea.
"Okay, nobody loves me, bye."
I think I'm going to try and end at least one phone conversation this way this week.
Edit: That is so sad about your nieces' friend, Consuela.
Yay, Kat and K!
Secretly winning at color co-ordination: my yellow bra matches the "kaboom"s on my wonder woman underwear AND the lettering of my "I am the kwisatch haderach" t-shirt
That sounds like winning to me!
And yeah, Suela, look around at credit unions again--here BECU is big--it used to be Boeing Employees Credit Union, but now anyone can join (or maybe just Washington residents, or something).
I have spent all the money at Target. But my house is looking really nice! I love the new dining room table I got last weekend from my ex-coworker. Worth the bruises and car rental and so on.
My mother is kinda whackadoodle sometimes, but not like flea's mom, dang!
Oh dear, Consuela. May she find comfort.
Congrats Kat!
My head and sinuses were hurting and it just started raining. Add me to the human barometers.
Consuela, I'm so sorry. All good thoughts for your friend.
Oy flea, your mother!
I was just given the gift of the day to myself. It was lovely, and yet? Now the guilt weasels are crawling out from the corners.
Begone guilt weasels! Burrell does not need you.