This potential good news has been in potential mode for about a year now. A year ago it took a major step forward and today it took another major step forward. One more major step will lead to the potential becoming a reality.
More good news. Cedars just called and I scheduled an appointment for October 30 but I'm also on an urgent wait list. Don't know what that woman the other day was all about, but glad I'm scheduled and have a chance to get in there earlier.
Back from the mail place and picking up a package from Heritage Auctions. About eight years ago I consigned a few items. A few weeks ago I got an email from a nice lady there, saying they'd been going through stuff that's been sitting there for a long time, two items of which were from me that somehow never got listed and I forgot about them. Today's package was a book, a very rare first edition in very nice jacket of Badge of Evil, which was the source material for Touch of Evil. It's impossible to find this book. There is one horrible copy on ABE for 1500 bucks. Today, I think this would go for four or five K - not to a dealer, but to a collector, so I'm thinking about trying another auction house.
I did not stop at CVS - I have one more serving of Ny-Quil and I'd like to try starting the Flonase tonight. If it's not working I'll go get Claritin-D tomorrow and Ny-Quil if I need it.
When I got home I had an e-mail that was very exciting to get - potential VERY good news for the end of the year, should everything go according to Hoyle and we really need Hoyle to be right.
TOD:On Facebook, I keep seeing posts of Cole’s in LA closing after more than 100 years. Do you know it, BK? Or like it?I love the neon sign in the photos.
We had some math accidents during the cookie dough construction. That led to doubling or tripling some of the recipes.
Which isn't really a bad thing.
We will be celebrating our 20th anniversary of being in our current building in a couple of months. I remember posting photos of the construction on this site.
Mostly the kids just wanted to run up and down the hallways screaming. Not my kids. Not my problem.
So a couple of the older girls, young teens, make the dough.