The past couple of days have been quiet, but in reality lots of stuff is happening all around me. It's like this quote I love: "On a cellular level, I am really quite busy."
If you saw the word "cellular" and thought phone, WRONG.
Some of the stuff happening around me is sort of amusing and weird.
For instance, I have a neighbor who appears to be pregnant, but is she?! How rude, if I asked her and she's not. She's a tall, skinny lady, but the belly is pooching out there. She has a child Mike's age, and a 3 year old. She's only a few years younger than me. So it's unlikely she's pregnant, but who knows?! The curiosity is killing me.
A friend of mother's had a terrible mishap the other day. Her husband wears a hearing aide. They were packing to go on a big trip to Europe. Their dog ate hubby's hearing aide. I know it's mean, but I thought that was very funny. [I can say that now because they are in Europe, not reading the blog...!] Hubby got a replacement hearing aide before they left, BTW. All is well.
Except the dog probably thought he was passing a football.... LOL
Speaking of yucky stuff, I have Facebook friends who post photos of food they have made, and 95% of the time it looks utterly disgusting. I mean, like something the dog puked up. There is one now I keep seeing and my stomach lurches every time I look at it.
Please stop posting pictures of your meals, unless you are a wicked good photographer. Cakes and cookies are OK. Anything with gravy?! Just say NO.
I was trying to not go anywhere this weekend, just stay at home and putter around, and of course I ended up running around in the heat yesterday. [It was close to 90 yesterday and will be 90 today.]
Michael needs a new pair of sandals about once a year. It's too hot around here to wear tennis shoes all summer. So yesterday we went to the local discount shoe place, Shoe Carnival, and got him some new ones. We were in and out in 5 minutes, which is unusual. He's normally quite slow about chooing things. He wears a men's size 8. He insisted on getting a size 9. I hope he will grow into those. He has long, skinny feet.
When he first came home, his little foot fit neatly into my hand with lots of room left over.
Michael told me for his birthday [in July] he wants a Deadmau5 tee shirt. A group that sounds like "deadmouse"?! I was aghast. I told him I wouldn't get him one unless I listened to some of their music. It sounds like it was made by space aliens, a lot of it. I did find this song that I actually like. It sounds like European music from the 80's, very retro and cool.
I will probably get him a tee shirt. At least it's not rap. I despise rap.
Michael played in a round robin tennis tournament at the pool last night. I sat there for 3 hours, sweating, keeping score, and watching teenagers play tennis and flirt. They reminded me of young colts.
On the plus side, I got to talk to a mom I really like, and get to know her better. That was pleasant.
I don't really know anything else. My exciting weekend plans include housecleaning, clipping Coco, and laundry.
Hope y'all have a great day!
