Happy Birthday, Plei! I will assume that there are no kids in your yard because you've already shaken your cane at them.
Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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.
Alas, there was not enough sunlight yesterday for the chimes to charge up and make for good pictures last night
My neighbor recently bought and stuck in the ground along our walkway some solar lights. But none of them were lighting up. I finally took it upon myself to open one up and found out they all had an on/off switch deep in the innards (why you had to take the top off then take the bulb out THEN turn on, I don’t know). So I turned them all on. Not sure the neighbor had even noticed they weren’t working
Drew!! Talk to me about Pair Eyewear!
I love them. The base glasses are actually good quality, and then you can just have fun with the toppers. I don't think they take insurance directly, but you may be able to get reimbursement through your insurance.
If you use this link [link] then you get $25 and I also get $25.
Half a century! SO WEIRD!
You may be approaching middle age, though it's hard to say in the 21st century.
Happiest birthday, Ple!
Happy birthday, Plei!
Happy birthday Plei!
I finally got my shit together to call the doctor (online the next available appointment is showing JANUARY???) and they are closed for the holiday. I am jealous. I would like to be closed for the holiday.
Happy birthday, Plei!
We are closed. DH and I went out for lunch and ice cream and are now watching a movie.
Plei, thanks for my tagline and happy birthday to you. I am so very glad to have met you; my life is richer with you in it.
Happy birthday, Plei. As usual, my bad timing complicates my life! I had to follow that.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday Plei!
More stuff with Mr. S...Sunday I picked up my purse to go out to dinner and noticed my wallet was sticking out. Furthermore, it was open, and when I looked inside, my debit card wasn't there. I immediately went outside to ask Mr. S where it was. He claimed he didn't do anything to it, but he knew where it was. It was under some papers on the kitchen table. Grrr.... if he didn't do anything to it, how did it get there? I know I didn't take it out, and it sure didn't jump out of my wallet on its own.
Monday night he had a major meltdown while out walking with Gary. He rolled around in a pile of dirt, and threw some of it at Gary.