So much going on. I am a back-slid blogger, but I vow to change. Doctor says I am a diabetic. That sucks! All new rules for eating, no more "banking points" for a night time pig put. This only makes sense if you are a fellow Weight Watcher, or a least a former WW as I am. I am losing weight and my latest blood work was good. Enough about that.
This is my season - - politics! I am a confessed political junkie. I don't really know why, I don't believe any of them, but I sure do like to watch. It has been a very interesting election cycle. A black man, a white woman, and one very seasoned citizen. Who would have thunk it.
Last but not least, Rick has got me going to a welding class. It is not like he forced me, he just told me he was going and I sure do hate to miss anything exciting. I have burned up a lot of welding rods, and I still suck. The good news is I don't have to make a living at it so sucky is OK. Is that cool or what! The class was not cheap though. $175 to sign up and $500 for the welder I now think I can not live without!
Come to think of it my friend Rick is going to cost me a fortune. He keeps coming up with neat stuff he wants to learn about and do - - -and I am easily lead astray. I will be broke but well rounded. I am pretty sure that has the makings of a career path for a WalMart greeter.
Speaking of WalMart, I went to WalMart tonight to buy a shoe horn. (yes, I got some new shoes. I have been looking for a couple of weeks and can't find a shoe horn anywhere - -at least not one that I was willing to part money with to buy. Us greeters have to watch our pennies. I went to the shoe department and asked the lady where they kept the shoe horns. She told me that she had only worked their a week and did not know what a shoe horn was, so she went and got the department head. Turns out they had long plastic ones and fancy metal ones, but no "regular" shoe horns at all.
I had one of the long, plastic, $2 shoe horns in my hand and was telling the department manager that every shoe store used to give away shoe horns with every pair of shoes, whether you wanted them or not. As a matter of fact, I am sure that I must have 100 here in the house somewhere, if only I knew where. At any rate, I was telling her about how it used to be. OK, I was telling her back as she was walking away from me. She took about 10 steps to her official department managers cart, pulled out a drawer and gave me a very nice, regular old shoe horn. I know she was rich, ther must have ben 50 of them in her drawer. I sure hope the shows one to the first lady I met - -she needs to know what a shoe horn is if she is going to work in the shoe department don't you think. ay any rate, I was too embarrassed to put the $2 one back, so now in my house there are 102 shoehorns - - 2 of which I can now find - - at least temporarily!
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Yep, that is why we made Rick move away all those years ago. No one could afford to keep up with him.
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