This is the beautiful little lake I see through the floor-to-ceiling windows when I work at my friend's flower shop. What a perk, huh? Almost makes it worthwhile to drive 23.6 miles, one way. This is home to the Canada goose I photographed last Saturday, along with 50-60 of his closest friends. I can't say I blame them.....I wouldn't mind having this in my front yard either!
Why don't pharmacies recycle medicine containers? I am referring to pills and capsules, of course, not liquids. Surely the plastic in those is just as useful as the type in milk containers and oleo tubs. But every pharmacist I have asked says ...."We don't currently have a program for that." I think they should get a program - don't you?
I think I'd like to buy another camera to keep beside the computer. Every time I need one to catch a photo of my cat with her nose in my shoes, my camera is downstairs in my purse - or in the car!
Busy week, this. A funeral this morning for a neighbor, who was the Chief of Anesthesiology at a local hospital. About 500 people came, including mayors, senators and other various politicoes, doctors, neighbors, patients.....all of whom had nothing but good things to say about the man. Would that we all could take that with us to the grave.
Tomorrow, we go to our new health club for the first time, to learn the cardio circuit machines. Hopefully we will not only learn but DO, on a continuing basis. This is a state of the art facility, and we have been members of a health club wanna be. It may intimidate us......LOL.
Wednesday: the yearly mammogram. Wish me luck and benignity.
Thursday: work! for my old boss - for whom I haven't worked since January. I'm glad to be going back!
Friday: work again, and dinner with Tiff and getting to meet her mother - which ought to be/will be nice and good fun! (Tiff is always fun.) Out-of-town company (guy) coming to stay in our guestroom for the weekend. He is a friend of mr. kenju's who is coming to town for the Eleventh Annual Triangle Area Pipe Smokers Expo. (Come on down!)
Saturday: work again, and another friend (gal) coming to town to stay in my daughter's room, on her way to FL. Dinner at the Bonefish Grill.
Sunday? I think I'll stay in bed all day.....LOL!
I have no every-two-weeks cleaning women anymore. They quit me because I mentioned that they didn't do the floors well the last time they were here. That was only the second time in five years that I complained to them. Nevermind that I haven't been happy with their cleaning for over a year, and nevermind that I kept them on because I felt sorry for them since I know they need the work so badly, and nevermind that I give them clothing and shoes, and saved my garbage for the one who had a garden and wanted my compost. They just didn't show up last week and although I left a message for one, she didn't call me back to give an explanation. Now I'll have to clean the house myself (a fate worse than death.)
What you don't know about me is that I work so I can afford cleaning women. I can stand and work with flowers all day long, but the movements that you have to do when cleaning (bending, twisting, pushing, making beds) always throw my back out of place and I am in deep misery. I hate housework, except for the once or twice a year when I get the urge to tidy up the nest and clean closets and ovens and scrub tile. But that urge doesn't come nearly often enough, and so to keep the place sanitary (moderately) and neat (sort of) I have to hire someone to do the dirty work. Wish me luck.