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Posted on 01/03/2013 6:36:29 PM PST by BenLurkin
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Busdaddy drives a bus in Vegas...I live in Henderson. And the bus here doesn’t go TO Walmart; it only comes FROM Walmart. Where I pick it up to come home, it makes a circle that closes, about half a mile past my complex, then goes back west.
So I either walk to Walmart or take a taxi, and I’m not flush enough to take a taxi both ways, even on paydays.
LOL! Don’t burn that up!
I got almost 12 hours of sleep last night. Of course, after walking to Walmart three days in a row, that wasn’t surprising.
Just having a cuppa and waiting for the sun to peek over the yardarm. ;o]
How are things with you? Do you still have some lousy weather?
Good morning! Cold, sunny, crisp and crunchy white stuff on the ground. Off to feed the horse.
Do you have a shopping cart? I used one when I lived in an urban area and didn’t have a car—it was a lifesaver.
OK, now *really* off to feed the horse.
I do have a shoping cart, but it wouldn’t last long if I had to pull it behind me for a mile, several times a month. Besides, the buses frown on them...they block the aisles and pose a hazard to passengers.
The one I have is used mostly for taking my laundry to the laundry room, which is a block away.
But it’s a good idea. I see one old person (I can never tell if it’s a man or woman) who has his/her O2 tanks in it, along with a pillow and blankets. Probably a dialysis patient.
Riding buses can be entertaining... ;o]
Just put out a cup of Tea...
Ack! My arteries!
Do Brits have arteries?
Love Brit breakfasts!
We ate croissants for breakfast when we were in England.
“Do Brits have arteries?”
Up until about 55, then they start to fur up.
Unless you take good care of them, which is not easy with all the hidden rubbish in the food.
That kind of breakfast is a once a week treat.
Remember the puzzled looks when they first appeared in the early ‘80s. You might remember it Joe, they where an exotic fad until we all became used to them.
I’m just relaxing with a cuppa right now. I don’t dare pass it up after a particularly long peiod of stress (72 hours, this time) and besides, it relaxes me. No wonder you Brits always have a stiff upper lip! I’m working on one of my own! LOL! (The tea helps with that!)
It’s overcast here, and 55 degrees (15C) but no wind to speak of, so it’s good. I had my door open yesterday afternoon for several hours. It was nice!
(Wish you were here!)
HAHAHAHA! That looks like the “old” Walmart before it was converted into a “SuperWalmart”...even the mountains in the background look familiar. :o]
Bagels...now we are pushing the boat out!
Croissants, those rolls you eat at breakfast while you do crossword puzzles. I was told that croissant was French slang for crossword until banned by the French word police for sounding too American. Kinda like a Berliner with out the jelly. You can eat a Berliner while doing a crossword but there is no other connection. I don’t thing crosswords are popular in Germany because most of there words are to long to fit easily.
As soon as I finish posting it will be time to get ready for the day and engage brain beyond babble to talk. Some days I go strait to intelligent chatter. Some days.
That is a classic English breakfast, sweetie.
Bryan and I had it many times when we traveled through England visiting his relatives and vacationing.
But I prefer finnan haddie and ordered it for brek whenever I could. It’s haddock and eggs poached in milk. The very best one I had was at our hotel in Edinburgh when we were on our Scots whiskey tour - self guided.
I love Scotland and Scots. They’re very nice, helpful people, and they know enough to be kind to tourists, LOL, unlike some other parts of the world that will go unnamed.
Oh, my! I do go on, don’t I. I’ll shut up now.
I remember watching a long corridor buck and twist during the Loma Prieta 'quake.
Welcome to Sunday.
LOL... “French word police “...
“Loma Prieta “
Had to Google the name,yes remember that one.
You where luck if you where watching the floor buckle!
How close to the epicenter where you?
I thought so. It was kewl!
How close to the epicenter where you?How close to the epicenter where you?
About half way between the epicenter and this:
I still laugh at that, even all these years later! LOL!
All I can say is, I’m awfully glad we no longer lived in Fremont!
The entire three years we were there, there was a Stationary High situated just off the coast, and the Bay Area experienced a bad drought. When we moved to Puget Sound, the drought ended. *ahem* (No comment.)
I rode buses when I was in college. Did homework during the two-hour commute. Blech.
Evening, all. Crazy day here. Left at 8:00 to attend Mass with all the Scouts for “Scout Sunday.” Long-winded guest priest, which wouldn’t have been bad except we then had food to sort and deliver for the “Scouting for Food” collection. I took three boys home and quickly put together a set of music for the Spanish Mass, because I’d had a sudden panic that the other guy wouldn’t be there, but fortunately he was, because DP was Idunnowhere, Scouting Food or something with Elen, Tom, and Pat.
So I just went to the Spanish service in peace. Yesterday was the feast of the Presentation of Jesus in the Temple, “Candelaria” to Spanish speakers; the Mexicans have a custom of bring figures of the Infant Jesus to be blessed, so the altar area was full of baby dolls with satin robes, crowns, halos, and other froufrou. It was cute.
Then I came home and (with DP etc. still lost to headquarters) decided to take Sally, who had been with Frank and Kathleen all day, to the Urgent Care clinic, because she has poison ivy and one of her eyes is swelled shut and she looks like she was hit in the face with an anvil. But after 1-1/2 hours, we gave up and came home, by which time DP had been and gone, leaving Elen at home, to take Tom to Mass again because he was giving a plug for the high school youth group. Sally put an ice pack on her eye.
Finally, everyone is home except Bill, who is in trouble, and I’m going to puree the first half of my vegetable soup, add pumpkin, and heat it up again.
Check iHerb.com for meds to help Sally.
I recall the feast of the Presentation in the Temple from high school. I liked it!
A few days ago, I got an email from Papa John’s Pizza that suggested I choose “Heads or Tails” on Super Bowl Sunday. If I chose right, I would get a free pizza. I chose Heads, so I get a free pizza! YAY, ME!
And I treated myself to buffalo wings, which is my “traditional” (for me) Superbowl Sunday fare. :o])
There is still a small bowl of squash soup in the fridge...I just need crackers...
The ice pack has helped a lot, but it's a good idea, because she and Elen often have problems with it.
How good of Papa John's to give you a free pizza! DP orders takeout from there, when we get takeout instead of frozen. They're having frozen tonight, since the other plan for supper was Overtaken By Events. It can shift to Tuesday; I'll just cook up the ground beef tomorrow, since it's thawed.
My misc. vegetable (onion, bell pepper, celery, garlic) with a can of pumpkin is hot and filling. I got some turmeric to make it extra orange ... just have to be careful not to slop.
Time to go rescue Kathleen. She has the Terrible Tired.
That looks so GOOD!
I’d take the mushrooms, the fried potatoes, and the coffee.
I’m sitting here listening to the show DP has on in the other room, about sniper training. I’m pretty sure Edward James Olmos is the narrator! He’s not Ricardo Montalban, by any means, but I could still listen to him reading the phone book.
Or the Webster's Collegiate Dictionary...
I'm still tuned in to the SuperBowl, but the lights are out...we get the talking heads in the meantime, instead of Superbowl Commercials...Bummer...
I would have hoped that in my younger days, but now, I’m old enough to realize there are other things to look at besides the scoreboard. (Tight butts drive me nuts!) ;o]
I could listen to anyone articulate reading the dictionary ... I love dictionaries. I wonder if the library has one on CD. I could play it in the kitchen while I’m cooking or washing up.
I’m #6 on the list for the recording of “Anna Karenina,” not really recommended by Anoreth.
I can’t remember if I have short term memory loss.
I am so with you.
Do you think diphenhydramine would help Sally? Iirc, it takes three hours to stop histamine production, and I don’t really know if it would help very much. ‘Face is correct about a medicinal plant being specific for it, but I can’t recall the name of the darned thing. Mr. Sg built a very large set of shelves in one of the storage units so I’ll get to unpack cartons and locate books,clothing and cooking equipment we haven’t seen for six years or so. Then we can use the bookcases for books instead of the miscellaneous stuff parked on those shelves and I’ll have access to all the books w/herbal content.
That veggie soup sounds really good.
Words are so much fun!
Short term what? Who are you and where do I know you from?
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