I had to work from home this morning while the repair guy fixed my TV and Internet. We haven't had TV all summer. Just now, Bewitched came on! Apparently he fixed the TV and time. Hellooooo, 1971! Do I get my owl mobile back? Cause that thing rocked '71.
Once he's done, I'll walk to work. I've been walking this week cause my car is in the shop. It's been just lovely out, so I don't mind, plus I'm at 10,000 steps so EARLY now.
I'd like to throw it out there, just as an aside, that Ned just rushed home because we couldn't figure something out, and he noted the repairman may have been a large man of color. "Can I go back to work now, or are you not to be trusted?" asked Ned.
So while he's working and I'm up here trying to think unsexy thoughts, I'll just plop my remaining vacation pictures in here and go. Talk to you tomorrow!
It was a woman I'd been friends with in high school! She has a bacon, yes, food truck now. Gus got a piece of bacon, which he savored and took much time nibbling delicately. Pfft. And she gave ME a chocolate cookie covered in bacon. DYING. And THE BEST mac and cheese you could ever ask for. DYINGGGG. If you live in Saginaw, here's her truck's info.
My mother has had weird shit from my wedding for ages. She had napkins with our name on them, and invitation envelopes for the longest time. Here we found a bottle of bubbles, which people blew at us when we marched back up the aisle. I mean, as "aisle" as you can be outside. Can you BE an aisle? Ohmygod, I have got to stop talking.
The point is, Ned was blowing the bubbles and then he got annoyed that I took his picture. "It's inappropriate," he said. "It's disrespectful to Marvin."
Ned is a nicer person than I am. Which is a big leap.
Luff (and speaking of luff, let's not even get started on Edsel and the repairman of color today),