Three cheers for Walgreens cold remedies. Please note this is coming from a usually name brands only chick. Second time in a year the Big W has saved Simply Frances.
I had a bit of walk in the park, bit of a sit down on a sunny bench this afternoon. The USANetwork is still banging out those Law & Order re-runs. BTW I am now a major fan.
Juan continues to improve, so life is good.
And how are all of you?
Juan’s recovery is moving along at a remarkable pace. And can I tell you how much better he looks than me today.
Okay, I’m off to blog browse.
Back soon.
Today I went over to the half birthday calculator and this is what I learned:
The half birthday falls on Tuesday, June 12th, 2012, which is 126 days from now.
The next birthday is 309 days from now.
December 12th, 1961 fell on a Tuesday and was 50 years, 1 month and 26 days (a total of 18,319 days) ago.
As Mr. Spock would say; Fascinating.
By Day
This July I celebrated two Independence Days; one for the USA and the other for me.
Yesterday I realized that you just can’t please everybody – no matter what you do. Now you’re thinking, “But Frances everybody knows that.” Well, I was just hoping to be that one magical person who could please all the people all the time. And after over four decades of breaking my back trying – I am officially done.
It was late afternoon when the epiphany took place. The 90 plus degree temperatures had rendered the AC just about useless. I was trying to trying to clean up a fast moving spill, and salty sweat was getting in my eyes. The telephone rang. The Caller ID indicated it was someone who wants a big favor. But here’s the thing; they want my time and personal property for use completely on their terms. I answered with; Call you back in two minutes.
The spill cleared, I applied a cold cloth to my face, took a deep breathe and dialed. They immediately launched into their speil, and I listened patiently – as always. Seems they were anxious to get going on this, and wondered what all the delay was about. Uh, I have a life don’t I? I quietly wondered to myself.
Again in case you missed any of the above; they need my time and personal property for use as a favor.
So I’m sitting there hot, sweaty and wondering what the hell I called back for. Then suddenly all I could hear were certain words: I need, I want, you should. After a few seconds all I could hear was the word I over and over again like a whiny mantra.
And the I became faster, louder and my head began to pound. A pulsating bright green I appeared on my mind’s screen. It began to get larger and louder filling my skull.
STOP! my inner scream was so loud and long that the giant I simply shrank and crawled away.
A split second later my own physical voice told the party at the other end that my free time was pretty much tied up for a while. I mentioned a mutual acquaintance who might be able to help.
Their answer: But they’re going to want money.
My answer? Really? Well how about that. Gotta go. We’ll talk – soon.
Till later my dears
When last I left you I was drifting off to sleep after an evening of being large and in charge dosmetically. Snug under my new cotton quilt, sweet dreams seconds away, and then there was a loud thump. It came from the walk-in closet.
This can’t be good.
Perhaps it was just a dream…or nightmare.
Laying here quietly will make whatever happened go away.
No it won’t.
Get up.
Awww…..
I flipped the lights on, and made my way to our apartment’s one and only closet. It’s quite large, and holds all our clothing as well as 29 years of memoribilia.
The rod on my side of the closet had come away from the wall, as well as bending in half. I piled everything onto the spare futon, and crawled back onto my own. Broken closet rods are usually not considered a major emergency, so Monday morning will find me in management’s office. They’re pretty cool, so it should be replaced before noon. It’s all good because with the clothes all out I can go through the storage boxes easily.
Sign me,
Dolly Dosmetic
