Thursday. I keep having to remind myself that it is, in fact, Thursday. These 'Holiday on Monday' weeks really mess me up. (Not that it's that difficult. LOL)
It's getting to the point where I either need longer arms, a wider desk, or to wear my glasses while I'm at the computer. Getting old sucks. A friend of mine wanted to show me something on her phone the other day. She handed the phone over and I held it out at arm's length. "Can you read it?" she asked. "Gimme a minute," I replied. I should've just gotten my glasses out of my purse, but I'm not used to having to do that yet. Definitely need longer arms.
I now have glasses on my desk (for work and bills), in my purse (for reading at the store), next to my chair in the living room (for reading in general), and in my fishing bag (for tying knots). I can't walk with them on so I need to have them scattered around. I don't need them for driving - a perk of being farsighted. I only need them for reading things smaller than say 14-pt font which now need to be held at a scosh farther than arm's length.
The fawns are starting to lose their spots. :sniffle: The babies are growing up.
I need to make granola bars today. Hubs eats one or two a day, so it takes 10-14 days to go through a batch.
Wallyworld was an exercise in irritation yesterday. There were these two gals shopping together and each of them had their own cart complete with small child. And they kept stopping to talk, side-by-side so they took up the whole damn aisle. And it seemed like every time they stopped it was in front of something I needed or they were blocking where I needed to go. Argh. Then I got into a checkout line and had this dude behind me who had no concept of personal space. I hadn't even finished unloading my cart before he decided to start putting his stuff on the conveyor belt. I tried to be polite - 'Sir? Can you back up? I'm not finished unloading my cart yet.' Instead of 'Back off, Asshole.' Not easy considering how irritated I already was. Then in the car on the way home, I said all the things to him and to those two chicks that I really wanted to say in increasing volumes. Got a lot of it out before I got home so I didn't subject poor Hubs to the worst of it.
Come to think of it, I was already cranky before I left for the store. Definitely didn't help. Don't shop cranky.
Don't shop hungry either. Jus' sayin'. Yesterday, the irritation overrode the hunger, so I actually didn't do too bad. Just ice cream, which I said I was going to stop buying. And a chicken sandwich so I could take the edge off the hangry.
With all the walking I'm doing, I'm having to buy new tennis shoes every 4-6 months. The memory foam gets flat or something and they no longer provide the support I need. I'd buy more expensive ones, but the ones Mom gets are more expensive and they only last her about 6 months, so what's the point of that? Wallyworld - $20. Got this round's new ones yesterday. They're blue with peach accents. So stylin'.
Oh, and I picked up corn yesterday. No weevils! Yay!
Okay, I've chewed your ears off enough for one day. What's in your this-n-that world today?
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Thursday, September 5, 2019
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Thursday This n That
I have three pairs of glasses now, but I'm still stuck in the mindset of only having one, so I keep thinking I'm going to have to get up and walk into the living room to get my glasses, even though there's a pair right here on my desk. Derp.
I wrote an entire long paragraph on Monday night with no punctuation other than at the end. My editor is going to go into spasms but I was trying to show the character was in hysterics. The MC slaps her to make it stop.
There was something else here, but it was so long, I turned it into a post for next week.
I sometimes wonder what people would think if they ever read the sticky notes on my desk. There's one there now that says 'bunnies killed cellphones--Landlines?' I expect they'd lock me in a rubber room with an I-love-me jacket.
I've been calling straitjackets 'I-love-me' jackets for decades. Think about it for a second. Get it now? Not sure where I heard it or if I came up with that one myself. I so funny.
Today, we're having Thanksgiving dinner. Turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce. Yum. I felt like eating turkey and they had turkeys on sale. It was only $2.50 more for me to buy a whole turkey than a pre-made package of turkey breast slices with gravy. Lucky for me, Hubs is okay with making it.
Some of the things I thought were hilarious when I was younger are not really making me laugh like they used to. Laurel and Hardy? Meh. Abbott and Costello? Meh. I'm meh about the Marx Brothers, too, to a certain extent. (Still love me some Harpo.) I guess I've progressed beyond slapstick. Which is kinda sad. I do breakout laughing when I see a criminal get tased, though. Especially when they stiffen up and fall over. Or when they're being all Barney Badass and then end up shrieking like a little girl. ROFL. Kills me every time.
Nope, no plans on ever getting tased. That shit looks like it hurts and as long as you do what the officers are asking you to do, you don't get tased. I'm very into doing what I'm told when pain is on the line. They tell you to put your hands in the air, you do it. They tell you to get on the ground, you do it. Don't run. Don't reach for stuff. Follow directions and no tasing necessary. Funny how that works. And if you think they're in the wrong, you still do what they ask and sort it out later - after you call a lawyer. Better to spend a few hours sorting it out than face the pain of a taser. Know what I mean?
And that's it for me. What's it for you?
I wrote an entire long paragraph on Monday night with no punctuation other than at the end. My editor is going to go into spasms but I was trying to show the character was in hysterics. The MC slaps her to make it stop.
There was something else here, but it was so long, I turned it into a post for next week.
I sometimes wonder what people would think if they ever read the sticky notes on my desk. There's one there now that says 'bunnies killed cellphones--Landlines?' I expect they'd lock me in a rubber room with an I-love-me jacket.
I've been calling straitjackets 'I-love-me' jackets for decades. Think about it for a second. Get it now? Not sure where I heard it or if I came up with that one myself. I so funny.
Today, we're having Thanksgiving dinner. Turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce. Yum. I felt like eating turkey and they had turkeys on sale. It was only $2.50 more for me to buy a whole turkey than a pre-made package of turkey breast slices with gravy. Lucky for me, Hubs is okay with making it.
Some of the things I thought were hilarious when I was younger are not really making me laugh like they used to. Laurel and Hardy? Meh. Abbott and Costello? Meh. I'm meh about the Marx Brothers, too, to a certain extent. (Still love me some Harpo.) I guess I've progressed beyond slapstick. Which is kinda sad. I do breakout laughing when I see a criminal get tased, though. Especially when they stiffen up and fall over. Or when they're being all Barney Badass and then end up shrieking like a little girl. ROFL. Kills me every time.
Nope, no plans on ever getting tased. That shit looks like it hurts and as long as you do what the officers are asking you to do, you don't get tased. I'm very into doing what I'm told when pain is on the line. They tell you to put your hands in the air, you do it. They tell you to get on the ground, you do it. Don't run. Don't reach for stuff. Follow directions and no tasing necessary. Funny how that works. And if you think they're in the wrong, you still do what they ask and sort it out later - after you call a lawyer. Better to spend a few hours sorting it out than face the pain of a taser. Know what I mean?
And that's it for me. What's it for you?
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Sunday Update - Week 2
Two weeks down, fifty to go. Woohoo. The possibilities are out there, people.
Okay, now that the rah-rah is over, let's get down to brass tacks.
I didn't write anything. I did go back to working on editing an old project, but then I started to think about ROI and whether it would ever make me back what I was thinking of spending on it. And I set it aside. Then I started the process of thinking which other project might blow my skirt up. The jury's still out. I might continue on with old project or go back and finish something else. Or start something new.
I set up a sale and marketing for next week for Sleeping Ugly. That checks January off of my 'one ad a month' goal.
Some reading was accomplished.
My exercise bike arrived Wednesday. We set it right up and got to work. Needless to say, I haven't been on a bike of any kind since my time in the apartment complex gym back in Utah. So, about 15 years. In under two minutes, my muscles were squealing like the little pigs they've become. I'm working my way up in duration and quantity. One 2-minute session a day, then two 3-minute sessions, etc. I might stand at two 5-minute sessions a day or every other day. We'll see. Hubs can go longer, but he's in better shape than I am. If you're interested, the one we got was the Exerpeutic Folding Magnetic Upright Bike with Pulse. Reasonably priced. Super easy to assemble, super easy to use. Big seat. Totally low impact. but man, can it get your heart pumping and your muscles working.
I also got glasses this past week. I can see! I can see! After all the kvetching and angst about going to an eye doctor, I hit the eyeglass rack at Wallyworld and found out I can see to read at a 1.25x magnification. They were only $5.88, so I picked up two pair - one for my desk and one for the living room. My old glasses are now in my purse for when I'm out in the world - writing checks, reading the labels on items, etc. And no eye exams or visit to dorkbutt optometrists needed. (My former optometrist was a dorkbutt.) Of course, I'm farsighted with no other issues, so your mileage may vary.
And we have new shower curtains. Pretty exciting stuff, eh? Hubs took the old ones out to the garage to use as drop clothes. We reuse pretty much everything we can.
As if we don't have enough baked goods in the house, I made a batch of cookies. I took my mother's old Oatmeal Cookie recipe (at least I think it was hers - it's in the book where I wrote a bunch of recipes before I moved away from home) and added the Nestles maple chips I picked up on sale. They're pretty awesomesauce. And since oats and raisins are good for you, it's a win-win.
I also did a pork roast in the new crock pot. I love this new crock pot. If you're in the market, I'd definitely recommend this one. Everything I've cooked in it so far has turned out super yummy. So much better than the old Crockpot brand.
I did a bunch of woods work earlier in the week, sawing and lugging and throwing and pulling and snipping and raking. Then Friday and Saturday it rained, so it kind of stopped the progress there.
Speaking of rain, hooee, that was a lot of water. Thank goodness it wasn't snow or we'd be buried.
Oh, and I cut my hair yesterday. It turned out super-cute. No pics, though. Just imagine me with super cute hair. LOL
And that's it for my week. How did things go for you?
Okay, now that the rah-rah is over, let's get down to brass tacks.
I didn't write anything. I did go back to working on editing an old project, but then I started to think about ROI and whether it would ever make me back what I was thinking of spending on it. And I set it aside. Then I started the process of thinking which other project might blow my skirt up. The jury's still out. I might continue on with old project or go back and finish something else. Or start something new.
I set up a sale and marketing for next week for Sleeping Ugly. That checks January off of my 'one ad a month' goal.
Some reading was accomplished.
My exercise bike arrived Wednesday. We set it right up and got to work. Needless to say, I haven't been on a bike of any kind since my time in the apartment complex gym back in Utah. So, about 15 years. In under two minutes, my muscles were squealing like the little pigs they've become. I'm working my way up in duration and quantity. One 2-minute session a day, then two 3-minute sessions, etc. I might stand at two 5-minute sessions a day or every other day. We'll see. Hubs can go longer, but he's in better shape than I am. If you're interested, the one we got was the Exerpeutic Folding Magnetic Upright Bike with Pulse. Reasonably priced. Super easy to assemble, super easy to use. Big seat. Totally low impact. but man, can it get your heart pumping and your muscles working.
I also got glasses this past week. I can see! I can see! After all the kvetching and angst about going to an eye doctor, I hit the eyeglass rack at Wallyworld and found out I can see to read at a 1.25x magnification. They were only $5.88, so I picked up two pair - one for my desk and one for the living room. My old glasses are now in my purse for when I'm out in the world - writing checks, reading the labels on items, etc. And no eye exams or visit to dorkbutt optometrists needed. (My former optometrist was a dorkbutt.) Of course, I'm farsighted with no other issues, so your mileage may vary.
And we have new shower curtains. Pretty exciting stuff, eh? Hubs took the old ones out to the garage to use as drop clothes. We reuse pretty much everything we can.
As if we don't have enough baked goods in the house, I made a batch of cookies. I took my mother's old Oatmeal Cookie recipe (at least I think it was hers - it's in the book where I wrote a bunch of recipes before I moved away from home) and added the Nestles maple chips I picked up on sale. They're pretty awesomesauce. And since oats and raisins are good for you, it's a win-win.
I also did a pork roast in the new crock pot. I love this new crock pot. If you're in the market, I'd definitely recommend this one. Everything I've cooked in it so far has turned out super yummy. So much better than the old Crockpot brand.
I did a bunch of woods work earlier in the week, sawing and lugging and throwing and pulling and snipping and raking. Then Friday and Saturday it rained, so it kind of stopped the progress there.
Speaking of rain, hooee, that was a lot of water. Thank goodness it wasn't snow or we'd be buried.
Oh, and I cut my hair yesterday. It turned out super-cute. No pics, though. Just imagine me with super cute hair. LOL
And that's it for my week. How did things go for you?
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