It was a super busy day for me. That means a regular day for everyone else. This morning I went to the sleep clinic for an appointment via teleconference. I kept looking at my own picture in the corner of the screen and wondering what the hell happened. I used to be so cute. Now. Not so much. Oh, well. I am nice and that is all that matters at the end of the day. And at the end of life too.

After that I went to get a new filter for my hot tub. If I lived in the U.S. I could get it for $25.00. Here? I paid $77.00. There are drawbacks to living in Canada and one of them is getting gouged by the price of many things. Right now, in my province, gas is the most expensive in North America. For that reason I don’t go by car a lot. Well, I also like being home. Driving makes me stabby. I need to make a list of all the things that make me feel stabby. Laying out patterns (but I love cutting them, there is something soothing about the snip of tissue paper over fabric) and driving. I know everyone thinks they are a good driver but I really am. I have never had a speeding ticket. I have never even been pulled over. I have never been in an accident except the time I hit my husband’s car on the icy driveway in the winter. I am probably the driver that pisses everyone off. I drive 10 km over the speed limit but never more. I stop at yellow lights if it’s safe to do so. I stop at crosswalks. I obey the rules of the road. But the way most people drive these days makes me so mad. Don’t tailgate when I am in the slow lane when I am going over the speed limit! Go around!

Okay. I am calm.

About 20 years ago I got a serger to go with my sewing machine. A serger does this and helps to keep your seems from unraveling. I literally used it one time and it got all tangled up and I never used it again. Today I brought it in for repair and I’m looking forward to using it. I have no idea how to use it but I am sure there is a You Tube video out there that can tell me.

This week I made raspberry ginger kombucha. It is so delicious. I also made orange vanilla that tastes like a creamsicle.

I am not feeling as dauncy as I did yesterday but I am still achy. By tomorrow I should be back to my old self.

And for your amusement, here is some texts between me and my daughter. She is on the left, I am on the right.

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  1. Love your conversation with your daughter.
    And am definitely on the pre-emptive pee path. I also know where all the public facilities in town are and whether they are fine, desperate measures only, or wet yourself in preference…

  2. 1. Never heard the word dauncy before but glad things are looking up.
    2. Your text……WONDERFUL
    3. Raspberry kombucha…Yummy.

    Have a great weekend♥

  3. I have yet to taste kombucha. One of these days…
    I wondered if she texts you back does the Ipod vibrate. ahahahahaaa!!

  4. Love the serger. That’s one thing my machine can’t do but with that it could. So handy.

    There are pros and cons of living everywhere. Pick your pros and cons and move accordingly.

    Glad you’re a good driver. I get SICK of seeing people text and drive. A-holes.

  5. Good luck using your serger. My mom has one and took a class on how to use it but now her arthritis in her hands is bad and can’t do any sewing anymore. I may have to liberate her serger and find a good youtube video on how to use it. LOL about your conversation with your daughter. Kombucha gives me a stomach ache. It tastes like drinking bubbly vinegar and no matter what flavour it is my stomach just won’t tolerate it even when I tell it that it’s good for it. Stupid stomach.

  6. Love your texting with your daughter. Funny and sweet.

    I totally get how you felt when you saw yourself in the corner of the screen. Sometimes I’m shocked when I unexpectedly see my reflection in a mirror or window. Good grief!!

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