MrsDoF's Dear Ones

A few weeks ago, I updated my Profile on Facebook, so several folks jumped aboard who want to be my Friend.  I don’t really understand the whole Friend Request stuff, I see many of these folks every Sunday at church, or e-mail a couple times a week, and my weblog is right here for anybody who happens by.

This evening, while I was Logged In to Facebook, and typing in a Comment for someone else, a little box appeared in the lower right corner saying HI!  I assume it was to chat in the moment, which I don’t do well at all, neither on Facebook nor Google.
I do know how, but I don’t like to do it, so I usually seem rude and click it off, logout, and mouse on my merry way to the next blog.
Online is a world unto itself.

Tonight’s tv show is HOUSE, which got delayed due to a baseball game going overtime.  The phone rang, and dummy me answered it.  Would I be willing to take a survey?  Um, NO, HOUSE is on at long last.
Again, I might be rude, but I said “Move along to the next name on your list” hung up the receiver and scurried back to the couch to watch Hugh Laurie in scruffy beard mode.

Now it’s time for bed, and I’m hearing hissing on the back porch.  Two cats are jostling for who gets to look in the window and tell me to open the door.  I’d leave ‘em out there, except they are both too dumb to fend for themselves in the dark.

I’m just not wanting anymore communication right now.
A toothache brings on impatience.
Dentist @ 11:30am Tuesday.  I’ll bet he says root canal.

~~love and Huggs, Diane

Quote from long ago:  the hurrieder I go, the behinder I get

If I didn’t know better, I would think my body is having PMS.  All day it seemed like I couldn’t finish a task (the towels are folded but not put away), spilling stuff (sugar on the stove, counter, floor), forgetting what I went down to the basement to fetch (brown gravy mix for the beef roast and potatoes).

Today was a school holiday, and there were 6 things on my To Do List.  As I sit here thinking about getting ready for bed, I look around and see that 5 of the things are still waiting.

Husband assures me that everyone has an “Off” day sometimes.  Although the things need to be done, nothing is urgent and will wait until I get around to it.

Bless his heart, he even loaded the dishwasher while I’m in front of the blue screen.

So I guess I should log off and move along.

Job in an elementary school tomorrow, but I don’t recognize the name of the regular TA, so I’m not sure what I’ll be doing.  I hope it does not involve cafeteria supervisor, which is second on my Dislike List, after Bus Lane Duty.

Here’s hoping your week began a bit easier.

~~love and Huggs, Diane

After Yarn Group this afternoon, I went to Sam’s for a roasted chicken.  I’m not sure what all the seasonings are, or even if it’s the flames doing the cooking, but the $4.97 is well worth our supper centerpiece.

I was pushing my cart up and down aisles, there’s always something new there to ogle, and the servers who give out little food samples have been the same faces for a long time, so we chat a bit.

Then I was humming as I got to the checkout.
the gal scanned my membership card while saying it was a pretty song I was humming

Being with youngsters means I am often singing to help with lessons, but what I had was from the WICKED soundtrack, so without further ado I sang out the words

Because I knew you, I’ve been changed for the better, because I knew you, I have been changed for good

which I first mentioned on my blog here

She went on scanning my groceries with a little smile, but the customer and clerk in the next lane looked over.

That was all the words I sang, there was a bit of silence, then she said I should scan my debit card.

As she handed me the receipt, she got that same little smile and said “Yeah, a pretty song”.

My reputation for being a bit kooky remains intact 😉

~~love and Huggs, Diane

Some time during last night, my car was the target of entering.  I won’t say breaking, because the driver’s door lock has been malfunctioning since the last time somebody decided to pilfer items from the interior (such as the ash tray which was full of coins and the dealer says the part is $78 to replace).

Ever since then, at random times, if the door does manage to lock properly, I cannot use the key to open it again.  I have to go around to the passenger door, unlock it, then climb in and reach across to unlock the driver’s door from the inside.  It is worst during cold weather, and I am dreading any future ice storms.

So, much of the time, I just leave the driver’s door unlocked, especially in the driveway of our quiet neighborhood.
When I went out this morning to take the trash container to the curb, I noticed the light on for the trunk of my car.  The lid was ajar about 6 inches.  As I got closer, I realized the interior overhead light was also glowing brightly.

Thank Goodness.  If the battery had drained and died I would be much more p*ss*ed off than I was already.
I look through, noticing that my usual junk was not in the usual places.  Missing was the $8 flashlight in the glove box, a pair of son Chris’s sunglasses from that little console between the bucket seats, and a faded red blanket from the trunk.  Strangely enough, almost $2 in coins was still in plain sight in the holder.

When I got back in the house, I mentioned it to Husband, he asked about his car which seems fine, since it was locked properly.  Then I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast and got ready for a TA Sub job in a 4th grade classroom.

After school, I stopped by the police station and said I wanted to file a report, just in case there were other folks getting bothered by somebody who doesn’t know how to leave property alone.  Rather than just handing me a form on a clipboard and saying please fill it in like the clinic does, I had to answer questions back and forth through a little hole in a bullet-proof window around the receptionist’s desk.

Let me tell ya, a flashlight, sunglasses the kid has forgotten about, and a really old faded blanket purchased at a yard sale was not worthy of so much annoyance as me standing there.

The officer says that car burglaries seem to increase with cooler weather.

However, Husband says our neighbor’s car was also riffled through, also with piddly stuff missing.  I’m not sure if a police report was filed by them, but we will have to be alert and careful.  And I’ll have to remember to lock the trunk so that the little lever by the front seat will not be able to open it.

An idiot or two can sure spoil a good life for the rest of us.

~~love and Huggs, Diane