Last night were the beginnings of the pop-pop-pop of neighborhood fireworks, just as I was going to bed. It didn't last too long. Tonight, however, will be madness, I am sure. And the sound bounces off the exterior walls of our building with an annoying echo. Sigh.
So, Mom went to a Fourth of July party at the assisted living center where she'll be moving. She was talking with someone and instead of say that Dad was a big photographer, she said he was a big pornographer.
Duly noted.
So, Mom went to a Fourth of July party at the assisted living center where she'll be moving. She was talking with someone and instead of say that Dad was a big photographer, she said he was a big pornographer.
Duly noted.
So, Mom went to a Fourth of July party at the assisted living center where she'll be moving. She was talking with someone and instead of say that Dad was a big photographer, she said he was a big pornographer.
Duly noted.
On July 7, Jimmy and Roslyn Carter celebrate 75 years of marriage. Wow.
So, Mom went to a Fourth of July party at the assisted living center where she'll be moving. She was talking with someone and instead of say that Dad was a big photographer, she said he was a big pornographer.
Duly noted.
:o ;D
So, Mom went to a Fourth of July party at the assisted living center where she'll be moving. She was talking with someone and instead of say that Dad was a big photographer, she said he was a big pornographer.
Duly noted.
LOL! Maybe she knows something you don't!
I Googled national holidays, and I see tomorrow is considered a "regional" holiday. I don't know how that differs from a "Federal" holiday!
It's been three weeks now since my big back (technically neck and shoulders) flare-up and, although somewhat better, I don't feel stable yet. Today is better, but I sure don't feel like pushing it.
I've been watching a lot of YouTube stretch videos. I stretch every morning for an hour, but it's just not enough. I found a PT in the UK named Jasper, who has some stretches that actually target my most troublesome areas. Thank you, Jasper, my new friend. Most of the PTs I've been to use a one-size-fits-all approach and simply haven't helped me.
I've had a scare, and the firemen just left my apartment. I was lying down with the cats and watching television - more on that tomorrow - and I kept smelling gas or propane or something, and I thought it was blowing in from the window. This had been going on for several hours, and I finally got spooked and called 911. A fire crew arrived and went through the building holding monitors to the apartment doors. When they got to mine, the fireman's monitor blew up, but he found the problem: one of the dials to a burner on my stove had been turned on but the pilot light hadn't lit. This must have happened around 2:00 while I was trying to get onto that damned ladder to wash the doors. I felt very foolish, but I didn't kill the cats, thank God.
I've had a scare, and the firemen just left my apartment. I was lying down with the cats and watching television - more on that tomorrow - and I kept smelling gas or propane or something, and I thought it was blowing in from the window. This had been going on for several hours, and I finally got spooked and called 911. A fire crew arrived and went through the building holding monitors to the apartment doors. When they got to mine, the fireman's monitor blew up, but he found the problem: one of the dials to a burner on my stove had been turned on but the pilot light hadn't lit. This must have happened around 2:00 while I was trying to get onto that damned ladder to wash the doors. I felt very foolish, but I didn't kill the cats, thank God.
Hi, George!
Are you having a good Fourth?
Two days ago I took this young woman under my wing with her Kickstarter campaign. She is now approaching being 50% to her goal, and I'd say that getting there in three-and-a-half days considering how few perks there are means she will reach her goal. It's fun helping her, and she's done every single thing I've asked her to do and obviously it's working. :)
The fireworks are going off like crazy in all directions around the house.
I've had a scare, and the firemen just left my apartment. I was lying down with the cats and watching television - more on that tomorrow - and I kept smelling gas or propane or something, and I thought it was blowing in from the window. This had been going on for several hours, and I finally got spooked and called 911. A fire crew arrived and went through the building holding monitors to the apartment doors. When they got to mine, the fireman's monitor blew up, but he found the problem: one of the dials to a burner on my stove had been turned on but the pilot light hadn't lit. This must have happened around 2:00 while I was trying to get onto that damned ladder to wash the doors. I felt very foolish, but I didn't kill the cats, thank God.
I'm fatiguing and need to rest.
TTFN.
Some moron a few houses north is shooting off huge fireworks - the cops don't give a crap or I would call them.
Now, at almost 11:30 pm it continues to go on and on.
Some moron a few houses north is shooting off huge fireworks - the cops don't give a crap or I would call them.
They have begged people to NOT shoot off fireworks, but then turn around and tell you are not allowed to call 911 to report fireworks. Then what the f—-are you supposed to do? Take out your gun and go shoot the people?
And I never did make that damn tuna-pasta salad today.
I guess George must be YouTubbing
Whoops, here comes the graveyard shift.