I was so jazzed about my visit with Jimmy that I forgot my dental appointment on Monday morning. I remembered when the phone rang as I pulled into my office parking lot, a half hour after the appointment. (I'm rescheduled for Thursday morning. It's a replacement crown. Ugh.)
I'm tatting a cross as a thank you present for the former Prez. I spoke to Miss Jan, and she's going to get it to him. This is my own Simple Cross pattern, done in Tuscany HDT by Lady Shuttlemaker.
Moe is at a Boy Scout Camp for the week with his troop. It's his favorite thing to do - he looks forward to it all summer. I'll pick him up on Saturday.
Curly has waxed his eyebrows. No, I don't know why. It's best if I don't ask such things.
Larry, AKA the slug who lives in my basement, is turning into the world's biggest grump. And he's not cooperative in doing his chores. "I hate cleaning up other people's messes!" he grumped to me on the phone. "I wiped your bottom for years," I replied. "Yeah, but you signed up for that - I didn't!"
I hung up on him and wouldn't take his calls for some time. Perhaps it's time that Larry found another basement to live in - and grow up. (He is healing, BTW.)
Vader has been enjoying my suitcase, now empty from my last week's trip.