Pictured are two of my books for summer reading. I’m really enjoying A Chipmunk On My Shoulder but it’s making me miss Wishy and Chippie even more. I haven’t seen Rocky or any chipmunks in the past couple of weeks, but it’s been relatively hot so they lay low. At least I hope that’s what’s going on. I’m looking forward to Margery Wilson’s book since she’s one of my favorite inspirational authors.
Earlier today after running my morning errands which included filling my gas tank at the station on the busy corner of the main drag I felt something weird on the backside of my leg when I sat down at my desk. What is THAT?! A big lump…a clump?
So that’s where the missing footie sock went! It apparently had gone into the dryer inside my Capris and stuck to them. Yes, I had been walking around with a big lump underneath the backside of my pants all morning! Not smooth.
A neighbor is downsizing and gave me this epic vintage Griswold cast iron griddle. I can’t want to make blueberry pancakes on it. This thing is heavy.
I have a “No Soliciting” sign on my front door, yet I still get solicitors. The latest who just left was a lady carrying small American flags who wanted me to enter her “cleaning lady” contest. When I point out the sign the response is a variation of the same: “Oh, but this is different.” It never is.