This morning I had a horrible flashback to the time the MIL spent the week with us during a hurricane. She stumbled out onto the porch and told me to practice my “exercises” so that I wouldn’t loose control of my bladder as I got older. I was appalled and am still shocked and dismayed by that comment over a year later. That’s something you aren’t allowed to say to me unless you have M.D. after your name.
The better-half stopped by the grocery store on the way into the office and presented me with four chocolate éclairs. I shared, of course. There aren’t many better ways to start the day than with a cup of coffee and a couple of éclairs.
Christmas is in two days. I find that to be a bit shocking. I’m not really feeling the Christmas spirit. I did crack myself up with the thought this morning that I decoupaged for the Niece. In my head I used the kind of voice people generally use for saying things like “I blah, blah, blah for the Lord”. I really did decoupage a gift for the Niece. As it turns out decoupage is so incredibly easy and now I know why so many people do it on those shows on teevee. Crafty, aren’t I?
Yesterday, I painted the family room in the new house and, as everyone knows, you must listen to the radio while painting. It’s the law in many states. I have an old beat-up boom box and so the sound that comes out of it is kind of tinny. I should tell you that the windows were open to help with the paint fumes and it was kind of late in the day. “Down with the Sickness” came on and I cranked it up and I especially liked singing along to the part of the song that’s all about the guttural zombie screeching. The neighbors aren’t likely to rush right over and introduce themselves after that episode.