Hiya, kiddoes!
I just came in from the Meeting of the Mindless, and it’s colder out there than I thought. I can’t feel my nose.
It was just Charlie and I until about 20 minutes ago, and my stomach was really bothering me, so I started to come in, and the gal that likes to touch people showed up.
I couldn’t leave fast enough. I don’t want to hear about her bedbug problem. GAH!
A few months ago, I got a thing in the mail for a survey, so just for kicks, I filled it out and sent it in. They sent me a $5 bill. Today, I got a BIGGER survey and they said if I filled it out and sent it in, they would send me $10 in cash. Haha. That puppy is HUGH!!!
My stomach is killing me, and I should go to Walmart (thanks!) but I’m going to see if an alka-fizzie will help, and then I can go to Walmart early in the morning.
You write like Hemingway.
Congrats on the unexpected windfall. I don’t want to hear about anyone’s bedbug problem, either.