...So you go back to the
project and are thrilled since it seems to be coming together after you figured
out the best way to do it, and part of the construction calls for that hot glue
gun you have been using for years, and a rather large drip hits the wooden hot
plate and for no reason or logic that anyone could possibly know you touch the
too big to be played with while in its molten stage, but for no common sense
known to any man or woman you stick your left finger into the too hot to handle
without asbestos gloves liquid, now nearly solidified, but wait, it decides to
adhere to that finger and then melt into your delicate skin lines and forever
more changes your left pointer fingerprint to not being there anymore, but
scarred for life…! OUCH!
And you finally decide that
today would not be the day either for doing that artsy fartsy project that is
now securely back in the laundry room in its slide out designated crafts drawer…
Whimp, whimp, whimp!
I hear you saying, (nah, I like to pretend even if negative things), but I had
more important things to do like laundry and at least in my recent memory I
haven’t gotten hurt doing that…!
Yes, it went off without
calamity, two loads worth.
Skipper also was given a bath
today at a height that I could handle in our deep kitchen sink. Now before you
all go YUCK it is sterilized before and after, well not sterilized, bleached
and it has the hose that pulls out from its faucet.
I also do it with a washcloth
on the bottom of the very deep sided one so he won’t slip, in the dual Corian
sink in white we had installed after Hurricane Charley redecorated our home,
yep, we were gutted.
My counter to the right fits
a full size human bath towel and another for drying the little darling.
At around fifteen pounds he
is the size of a few month old baby, true?
It was the first time in ages
that I had bathed him; I used to do all of our four legged friends in either the
tub or utility sink in the garage, where Hubby had been bathing him for years.
Today Hubby took on the lawn
that seems to grow every-time we look at it, due to most likely all the rain we
have been having except for today!
And as promised we awoke to
the low sixties with a high of eighty-one, and this is in Fahrenheit; for my
metric folks, I’m just saying, you will have to convert to Celsius, sorry I no can do, unless I look up the conversion table like you will I am more than sure.
Skipper does enjoy the pool too
and when I don’t go in he doesn’t either, although even though the air outside
was in the sixties, this morning, the pool was still hovering in the low
eighties!
Tomorrow is the day I find
out what is going on with my health insurance claim and if I am just wrong or if they
made the mistake.
I also have to reenroll with the Assistance
Fund who pays my $150 monthly co-pay for my Copaxone. They are open too from 9-6 EST Monday through Friday, or call
@855-845-3663, or online to expedite enrollment at www.assistfund.org/renew or even
download their Mobile App by searching “AssistFund” too.
Lots to do tomorrow and if
possible I would like to try to go to independent exercises if the insurance company can take care of this in a timely fashion, who am I kidding.. Oh well, I can hope, true?
I have a feeling that since
the weather people have said we are in for another rather cool night that our own
swimming pool will be a negative, more sixties for tonight, will this chill
ever leave… brrrrrrr? Kidding!
Resolution to finish my began
project, I even Googled other non- dangerous forms of adhesion to use for the
medium I am working in, big secret, but it will be divulged soon, already took my
first picture…but if I showed you now it would reveal too much and so I won’t,
na, na, na, na!
On that childish attitude of
knowing something that you don’t, and I won’t tell you, for a change, allow me
to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of
you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with you
know who and we will too!
And next time please be here
or be square, ya hear!
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