*One person will get this. (on edit: okay, two people! Waves to twinnie)
So, clearly the mouse population did NOT get the memo from the frog police. Guess what Duty found floating in da pool the other day? Uh huh and ewww. I am just getting used to the froggies floating around. And now, mice? Just eww.
v. busy day yesterday – went to the Cambridge Social Security office to officially change my name to Duty’s last name which is only, what? 100000 letters longer than mine? The fates have conspired against me and I had to sort of do it if I wanted a MD license. Damn you, MD!! (shakes fist in a Jon Stewart kind of way) Anyway, it took me all of ten minutes to get that done (amazing!) Then, over to the Easton DMV to get new tags for the cars and my new license. The picture? Oh man. Not my best. Feh. Took me about an hour there, all told. That’s not bad. Went to the local Dunkins, had lunch and a coffee and then visited an Assisted Living home for my mom. Very nice – I think she’d like it. Cripes, there’s even a picture of the pResident on the piano – tell me Mama Rose won’t be happy there, yo. There’s only one hitch. No space. Gotta wait for someone to kick off. I’ve got some work to do on that whole issue. (feels a tad overwhelmed with it all but have no choice).
Day 3 of Pool-B-Warm! :) I floated around in it this evening and was visited by EmmaWeesa (that’s her new name, so she tells me). She didn’t get in but amused me poolside. She has the most bizarre accent. NG is sorta hilbilly-ish and Mrs. NG is a regular speaking chick. So where this accent comes from, I do not know. But it makes me laugh. I had a relatively accomplished day today – made a list and checked stuff off. I like doing that. I even add goofy stuff to the list (like: make pot of coffee and drink it all before 10) just so I can check SOMEthing off as done. And my new fetish “moment of zen” involves sweeping the pool with the netty thing to get out leaves and bugs. I hates me some bugs in the pool.
Yes, this is what my life consists of: making lists of mundane chores (get up (DONE!), pee (DONE!), let dog out (DONE!)), obsessively cleaning bugs and leaves from the pool, making sure Max doesn’t get out of the yard and get hissef kilt, buying more things I don’t need at the K-Mart(s) (but at a bargain!) and still having snowballs (frozen kind). You know you wish you were me – admit it.
Tee hee!!!! Even if I got the acronym screwy … PCFO!!!
Waves right backatcha!!!
Make that TWO, babycakes!
And PCOF!