What's on your agenda for today?

Oh Holly my eyes are stinging just reading your post...:eewwk::eewwk: I have drops like you described put in both eyes every twelve months, when I have my diabetes eye test done , one stings like mad ...Then the optition says now this one will sting a little more WHAT ....I didn't think they could sting any more than they were already ....Then I can't see very much for about 2 hours after as I believe the drops I have make your pupils huge.. Welcome to getting old ..:eek:ld:Well that's what my older friends say to me..
 

Eyes...who the heck knew that our eyes would be a problem that couldn't be solved by a pair of bifocals? My final (I hope) follow-up visit to the eye surgeon is Tuesday. Fingers crossed.

Today is supposed to be yard sale day in our neighborhood. We've been planning for a couple of months. It's raining:(
 
Well, being that it has rained pretty near non-stop for 48 hours, I'm thinking of becoming a mold rancher....

Let's be ranching partners, jujube! It's raining here and expected to rain through Wednesday. The likelihood goes down to 30% on Thursday, 20% on Friday. Ugh. I've had enough!
 
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LOL Falcon.... :lol:


Well no rain here today...went out for lunch al fresco in our local market town and then had a little wander around the travelling fairground which visits this time every year, simply because it was set up near where we'd parked ...I've always loved fairgrounds since I was a child, so I couldn't resist just having a little walk around. I luuurved the waltzers and the Rotor Ride ( where the floor drops and you stick to the wall while you spin at speed) Wouldn't go on one now, it would destroy my back completely *yikes* Not so many people there this afternoon because it had just got started but I'm sure by this evening it'll be packed.. ..however the music and the rides were going full blast and the families who were there were already having a great time.. :D


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I think perhaps I have lost my tiny curly little brain. A friend of mine was teaching at the local campus of our university. Apparently she fell off a ladder and broke her pelvis, sooo is unable to continue. Anyway, after much groveling by admin, today I have agreed to pick up the slack. Eek! It is only two classes a week, but still...at least they won't make me dress up. I wonder how these kids will handle my nose ring, feathered earrings, silver bracelets, and embroidered Sikh suits? To say nothing of the shiny silver cowboy boots? Giggle. PHD's (piled higher and deeper,) just ain't what they used to be!
 
Hey, back in the olden days, Shali, wimmin couldn't work if they were obviously preggers no matter what they wore so feathered earrings, bangles, Sikh suits, cowboy boots shouldn't be a problem in the 21st century. We've come a long way, baby!

I thought about that slide thing, too, except that it looks fine in the picture and probably looks fine standing on the ground, but I don't think I could handle being up at the top and looking down. I'd probably chicken out and climb down the same way I got up.
 
Georgia, thanks for the pep talk. I don't much like heights either, but that kid is having sooo much fun. Perhaps if we fortify ourselves first, we could try it together? I mean, it can't be indicative of creeping second childhooditis, if we never actually grew up, right?
 
We can do it. I think. I went ziplining* and didn't turn chicken. Didn't puke. Didn't pass out. I lived to tell about it and got the t-shirt. We can handle a silly little slide.

*I admit that I was somewhat younger. 73.
 
Just my usual; Going to the morgue to see if anybody my size died.
Brought back some vague memories of the used clothing peddlers going to the home of the deceased, to buy their clothing. Do not think they waited very long, for I remember thinking so and so must have died because the peddler is there. Anyone else remember these peddlers?
 
I think perhaps I have lost my tiny curly little brain. A friend of mine was teaching at the local campus of our university. Apparently she fell off a ladder and broke her pelvis, sooo is unable to continue. Anyway, after much groveling by admin, today I have agreed to pick up the slack. Eek! It is only two classes a week, but still...at least they won't make me dress up. I wonder how these kids will handle my nose ring, feathered earrings, silver bracelets, and embroidered Sikh suits? To say nothing of the shiny silver cowboy boots? Giggle. PHD's (piled higher and deeper,) just ain't what they used to be!
What are you going to teach, Shali? Love Sikh suits...never saw them accessorized with cowboy boots though LOL
 
Brought back some vague memories of the used clothing peddlers going to the home of the deceased, to buy their clothing. Do not think they waited very long, for I remember thinking so and so must have died because the peddler is there. Anyone else remember these peddlers?
Nona I have never heard of that before. Interesting.
 
Perhaps I lived in a different era? When there were knife and scissor grinders carts, the fish man, the ice man, the rag man, a man that sold just about everything...clothes, fabrics, pots and pans ect., the fruit and vegetable man, the bleach man, the soda man. All immigrants. All with push carts or horse and wagons. Except for the milk man. He had a truck. Any one else old enough to remember all these peddlers?
 
Perhaps I lived in a different era? When there were knife and scissor grinders carts, the fish man, the ice man, the rag man, a man that sold just about everything...clothes, fabrics, pots and pans ect., the fruit and vegetable man, the bleach man, the soda man. All immigrants. All with push carts or horse and wagons. Except for the milk man. He had a truck. Any one else old enough to remember all these peddlers?
Did you grow up on the east coast? I am west coast. I have read about the peddlers and and rag men. Maybe 15 years made a big difference at that time. I love hearing about how things were a bit before I was born. I'm glad you share so much with us Nona, I know I'm not the only one who loves hearing from you.
 
Nona, I remember, too. In our town there was only one peddler, a kind of one-size-fits-all peddler who had a horse and wagon and bought/sold, sharpened scissors, just did everything. Except the milk. We had a milkman, too, and ours also drove a truck.

It's raining again today. I bet y'all are surprised, right?
 
Perhaps I lived in a different era? When there were knife and scissor grinders carts, the fish man, the ice man, the rag man, a man that sold just about everything...clothes, fabrics, pots and pans ect., the fruit and vegetable man, the bleach man, the soda man. All immigrants. All with push carts or horse and wagons. Except for the milk man. He had a truck. Any one else old enough to remember all these peddlers?


yes of course..I grew up in the 60s in Scotland and we had all of those... all with horses and wagons..especially the rag man, and this wasn't out in the country this was in the city... in the vibrant 1960's era..

Most of the ice cream men were and still are.. Italian . The fruit and veg man came in a truck right up until the early 80's around here in the villages in the South of England , as did the butcher's van and the fish and bread vans. In fact I married the Butcher boy who drove the van in the 70's :D Then there were the knife sharpeners, right up until about 10 years ago...

Never heard of the people buying deceased clothing though..
 
Georgia....the sun is glorious here today...a little bit of a breeze...but really comfortably warm shining through the window where I'm sat working from home today!! :cool:
 


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