I drove up the Colonial Parkway to Williamsburg. I had an appointment with my doctor so I could get a refill on my prescription of Nexium, I've got chronic gastritis and duodenitis b/c I no longer have a gallbladder, so the bile drips down into my small intestine and then gets tossed back up into my poor stomach. Anyway, since Ken is commuting to Houston Monday through Thursday, he leaves "his" new car behind for me to drive. It is a very zippy Mazda. In fact, it is so zippy and nimble that there are only two other cars under $100,000.00 that can out perform it. It think it's great fun to drive.... There was an exit that said 20 mph.... so, I downshifted and went flyin' 50 mph around the curve. This should make peoples ROFL all over the place since I am an auld hen of 55 yrs. Heck, I think it's funny, but I digress.
I frequently get lost whenever I go to Williamsburg. This morning was no exception. I even got lost once I was inside the stinkin' building. I think I have had one hot flash too many. I am now mentally retarded. I used to be really smart, but not now. I have C.R.S. That is a facet, I believe of part-timers, which segues right into full-timers.
I drove back down the Parkway and had some lunch (a green salad with some deviled eggs I made the day before) once I got home. Our friend, Suzie is staying with us. She just finished reading a book, so we made a pilgrimage to Books A Million where she bought a book and I, a journal with a new Pigma Micron pen..... I loves those pens.
Oh dear, I just realized that I began each paragraph with "I"!!! Sheesh.... Oh well.
So, it is now 6:34 pm. Ken is working down there in Houston and I am sitting here digesting some Quaker Oatmeal Squares for dinner )Wait.... I'm living in the South... I think I am supposed to say, supper. Ok, I just finished supper (My grandfather always said supper, but he was a Californian like me.
I have Allison Krauss playing on Pandora. she is such a fine musician. I really like her music. She's got this beautiful, pure voice and she's also a really good fiddler. And speaking of music, I still need to rosin up the bow and play some fiddle tunes myself.
That is quite funny that you were going that fast around that curve. Glad the Mazda was ok with it and kept your butt on the road!!!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI think I also write all my paragraphs with "I" at the beginning... a lot.... I bet.. :)
OoooOooOoOoh! I too like Allison Krauss. So does my dad. He also plays the fiddle... but you knew that. He only plays by ear. Can't read music.
We love book stores!!! I am sad that Borders are going outta business. We didn't have one here, but there was one up in Knoxville that we would hit anytime we were up that way. I also love journals. I never heard of the ink pens you mentioned on here. I must investigate this!!!!!!
Sorry to hear about your gut issues!!! You need a one way trap door installed in your stomach! Did I ever tell you that when I had that "early acute appendicitis" back in April 09 that they did exploratory surgery on me also and that they found that I have an extra flap on my stomach!?!?! Heheheheheeeeee!!! I tell others it is like an accordion. I get too full and that lil part opens up and I can store more food! LOL! Not really of course, and the surgeon said it was fine, that it looked ok, that it was not normal, but that was just how I was made!!! Hahaa!
Damn ass fart, an extra flap! That is Bob Saget serious!
ReplyDeleteOh... and I also LOVE book stores! Kindles and Nooks are great, but I love the feel of the paper. I love the books that have the uneven edges.... those are very cool.
I'll have to show you my great pen and ink set that Ken got me for Christmas a couple of years ago. He got it at my favorite store in historic Yorktown. It came in a wooden box and has wax and stamps with it as well. I also bought a penmanship course, but haven't gotten very far. It's that real scrolly 19th century type of script.