I
actually slept until almost 9 this morning. It doesn’t make up for all the lost
sleep from last week, but it was nice to wallow a bit…
We
did our Kroger run this morning. So funny to go into the book section of the
Kroger – we got to a super Kroger that has everything under the sun – and there
was a big yellow children’s book called Mr. Happy . Michael just laughed out
loud when he saw it. I am thinking of giving it to him as a joke.
We
had to dash home and eat a sandwich because I met a potential buyer at the
condo. Nice man, and his wife used to work for Suntrust Bank where my dad
worked. He owns a beverage company here in Tucker, and his wife moved to their
mountain home and he’s just looking for a place for a few days a week while he
tends to business here. We shall see what happens. I am praying hard even if he
doesn’t want to buy the condo we can do some sort of lease purchase deal.
Late
this afternoon, we took Michael’s scooter, old skates, and skate board, and
traded them in at Play It Again Sports for a
spiffy like–new pair of rollerblades. I had to pay a $35 difference, but we
still came out well. Everything got too small for Michael. He grows so fast. At
least he can wear the skates for a while. Even on e-bay, skates that nice cost like $75 and up.
We
went to Target late this afternoon so Alesia could get some new flip flops and
bras. We’re into flip flop weather now. It was beautiful again today – highs in
the 60’s. Michael and I sat in the snack bar and had a cold drink, and watched
the odd folks walking out of the store. There were twin ladies wearing very skimpy,
skin tight outfits, and they were enormous. Tattoos, also. They looked like
black female sumo wrestlers. Another lady had pink hair and a tattoo under her
eye, and dead white makeup. Alesia saw a woman in the shoe department who was
very attractive, “…except she had tattoos all over her back and arms, you know,
you could see them because she was wearing a tank top. Eeeuw.” [Quoting Alesia]
You know, the Target is in a fairly decent middle class area. I was surprised
by all the odd folks. I told the children next time we are bored late on a
Sunday afternoon let’s go hang out at Target…
The kids and I are trying out these Breathe Right nasal strips because we all have trouble breathing through our noses at night. So far mine is working great. I hope they don’t have some nasty long-term side effect like your nose caves in or falls off or something. I read somewhere that Maurice Chavalier did so much cocaine his nasal septum was eaten away. Yikes. Thank heavens for nasal septums – very alliterative, ne c’est pas?
Update: The Breathe Right strips actually work! Nice to not have a stuffed up nose all night...
