Friday - turned 46.
Saturday - got bifocals.
Sunday - went to Walmart.
Monday - sawed up a small tree that fell over in my yard.
Don't need the Metamucil yet, but there are rumblings.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
No, I haven't been celebrating continuously since Friday night.
Be darned if I remember what we did, but it wasn't due to the consumption of inebriants (I almost said inebriates). Here's what I've been up to:
Don't need the Metamucil yet, but there are rumblings.
Don't need the Metamucil yet, but there are rumblings.
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Happy Birthday, Al!
Thank you, Bob. I should have mentioned that yesterday evening, after stacking the tree chunks, my daughters and I lay down on the lawn under the big maple tree and watched the clouds change color as the sun set.
Now that was a GOOD way to spend an evening...
Happy Birthday, you know you're getting old when you start going out to dinner at 5pm or earlier.
Re the metamucil...
I prefer rolled oats myself. The traditional kind, not the processed minced variety that some manufacturers produce
[Note to self: every once in a while, I should check that what I wrote actually posted.]
TF: Thank you. And check: these days, if we don't head out to eat the moment I get home from work, we're not going. Is that the only thing on the checklist?
Prob: Rolled oats, you say. You mean use actual, naturally grown food, lol? [Hmm. What do the stylemeisters think about where I put that "lol"?] I wonder if I'll remember that helpful hint when the time comes.
Happy B Day you old gezzer. Two years older and you are so much wiser.
Off topic: I had to get rid of the blog, myspace, mystupidface, etc because of work.
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It sounds like you had a good birthday. That's a good thing.
By the way, you probably should not mention "Metamucil" and "rumblings" together.
Only 46?
Hope I'm not that crotchety when I turn 46.
Happy belated birthday, Al!
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