Yesterday as I wandered Walmart, waiting for my RX transaction, I ended up in the ladies unmentionables clearance section. I had already rescued some clearance plants before the issue of calling the clinic came up, so I had to choose something else to entertain myself with.
I pawed through some panties and bras, looking for some nice durable cotton sports bras. They soak up the sweat that would otherwise roll down my back and make me think a tick was crawling. I hit a section of Playtex bras. These were some really big bras for those women with very large extraordinary proportions. I was somewhat fascinated as one of them was large enough for my derriere. It could have been used as a slingshot to propel me to the other side of the store.
I found a smaller bra among the magnificent ones. It was in my size, but boasted a double letter cup. I took it out of the package and found the cup size to be reasonable. It was a mere $5, so I treated myself to that and a 3 pack of my sturdy sweat soaking sports bras. First thing I did was toss them all in the washer. I always wash unmentionables before placing them on my body.
So, today I grabbed that new 18 hour bra and donned it, along with my new $3 t-shirt with glittery butterflies adorning the front. I was quite sure that my daughters would have had lots of fun critiquing my attire. But, as I looked down to make sure the shirt was not on backwards or inside out (these things happen, you know), I noticed something amazing.
The laws of gravity were no longer in place!! My breasts were suddenly back where they used to reside some 20 years ago! I could not see my feet when I looked down. The girls were back in town!
It was the bra, the 18 hour $5 bra! I did take note that this was not the most comfortable bra I had ever worn. It was itchy. But it did make those butterflies stand out and it was too late to change, people were coming in the store and the phone is ringing every few minutes.
I have been wearing this 18 hour bra for almost 10 hours now and my back is hurting. If I knew I had to STAY in this bra for a full 18 hours I would want to scream!
Does look nice, though.
Meet Buster, a new resident sporting delicious puppy breath. I did hold him and kiss his sweet head, never thinking Charming Eddie would react so negatively. It's not like he is not around other dogs that I show affection for. But he was quite upset and carefully sniffed my lips that had touched the head of another. Then he twisted away from me to shun me!
Buster was oblivious to all the goings on. He is a pretty laid back little guy and I have a feeling that as long as his food and water dishes are filled regularly he won't care much about his surroundings.
Everyone knows I love dogs, maybe I should get that tattooed on my forehead. Maybe not. If only all my residents and weekenders were as compliant as Buster.
It is Friday in a campground. I have carefully plotted out my chart and have fit everyone in with all their specific requests. First I had to make a mad dash to Walmart to pick up RX for the master of the house. I was up at 6 am and would have gone then, but the pharmacy does not open until 9 am. This was part of what I liked about working in the pharmacy, the decent hours. But not at all convenient for me right now. I did go early and grabbed all the things on my list before they opened. I knew it was ready, they sent me a text.
It was almost $50 for a one month supply! I know how to read the receipts having worked there before and saw that the insurance was covering nothing. Probably not on their formulary, so when I stepped over to the consultation window, already having paid for it, I asked the pharmacist if there was a solution to the high priced drug. I was already resigned to calling the insurance company and then the clinic and changing to another drug in that class. But we perused the $10 list that Walmart honors and discovered that the same drug was on it in 20mg. It had been filled for 30mg with instructions to take two daily (60mg). The nice pharmacist called the clinic for me and had it approved to fill it with 20mg and change the instructions for him to take three.
Like he knows what he takes. I fill his weekly container and he takes whatever I put in there. He would be lost without me, you know. I do take good care of him even if he does get on my nerves ....
I had to wait for the whole deal to get done, but I will save almost $40 a month, so it was worth it. But, it did mess with my Friday morning and when I got back the first camper for the weekend showed up. I asked for the name the reservation was under and he said the first and last name together making it sound like he was saying the last name. I finally figured that part out and finished the transaction, sending him to site #4. I did not build this park and I do not know what they were thinking when they designed the sites to be one in front of the other. This camper is to be joined by two other campers. Site #5 is in front of site#4. Site #4 has to be occupied first and site #5 will need to back in. Same deal with site #2 and site #3. Except that 2 and 3 are on the end and someone can pull in behind 3 and still be able to get their vehicle out on the side. I opted to put the shortest travel trailer in 2. These double sites are about 150 long, so there is no shortage of room, IF you follow the instructions of the nice campground hostess.
Camper #1 of the party of three just came in to tell me that he chose to just pull on up to 5. I am cranky and hungry and forgot to take my meds on time, so I am also sneezing. I didn't totally lose it, but I did come close. He said, "Well, I have to be able to hook up when I am ready to leave." I suggested that he move to 2. He would have to back out, but he had already informed me that he had no problems backing up. He said he was all set up and didn't want to move.
"How is your friend going to get into 4?" I asked. He looked at me blankly and I went over the whole situation AGAIN. I had already explained my thinking to him when I assigned the site. Then he told me I had set this whole campground up all wrong. I informed him that I didn't design it, that I would have done a much better job doing so. "These are the sites I have and you all want to camp together, so when your friend gets here you two can figure it out."
No, that was not good customer service and I should have done better. Maybe I should eat some food and take my pills ......
Yesterday was such a blah day. I was ready for the day to be over before it even got started good. I tried to repot some plants and ended up with my shoes full of potting soil and nothing much to show for my efforts, so I moved on.
Decided to tackle a big plot of overgrown wild daisies and many other weeds. Clover was trying to take over and choke everything out. I managed to get my fingers under a tap root and pulled a huge clump out with a long strip of poison oak attached. I gave up on outdoor chores and went inside to wash my affected skin with the Fels Naptha soap. So far, so good.
I tripped over Martha, the boy cat, while preparing dinner and bent my little toe back. This made me be mean to HeWho inquired about my well-being. So, I skipped dinner and finished folding all the laundry. Felt better after that and made a new recipe with fresh strawberries. A Strawberry Cheesecake Cake. Not a real cheesecake, but it was still pretty tasty. The only good thing I did all day.
I had heard HeWho The Builder putting up the trim on the side of the building that I had ready to go a week before Memorial Day. Must have been something I said ..... Anyhoo, I had offered to help, but he declined my assistance. Maybe because I insist on measuring and using a level?
Today I worked on my gardens and repotting all morning, as I watched him take down the trim he put up the day before. He took one piece off, measured, then holding it atop the golf cart, rode around to the barn to trim off the excess. He would them come back and replace it before moving on to the next board. I thought about suggesting that he simply bring the saw to the side of the building ...... I decided not to interfere and let him do it his way. I would have finished painting with the gray paint before I put up the black trim boards, but that's just me :).
I finished my ferns and watered everything before confining myself to the office. UPS brought my new snocone syrups and I busied myself with refilling the flavors that were out and getting the 5 new flavors ready to use with the pour caps. You get a deal if your order 10 bottles at once, so I ordered the 5 flavors that were low and 5 new flavors. I keep hoping someone will want a snocone, so I can indulge with a sample one. I am torn between the toasted marshmallow and the hot cinnamon. I also added dreamsycle, cola and sour cherry. This makes 29 flavors to choose from. Cherry is still the #1 seller, with Grape being a close second. Blue raspberry is another favorite.
I would want to live on the wild side and try something different, it is only $1. But, not everyone is like me ...... I measure things and use a level.
Tired of repeating myself, I decided to make a sign sporting the pool hours to display for all to see. I found a good sized piece of plywood and was happily smearing neon green paint on it when I looked out the window.
To my surprise I saw a fast moving vehicle coming in the entrance drive and completely ignoring my stop signs. Okay, I wasn't surprised that someone would blow through my stop signs and not obey my speed limit. I was, however surprised that it was a state trooper committing this atrocity.
Seeing an excellent opportunity to stand upon my worn soap box and give a speech about driving safely, I exited the store, paint brush still in hand, and approached the car. The nice looking trooper, with very white teeth, put his window down ( remember when we used to say roll your window down because one literally had to do that?). He smiled at me and I said to him, "Tell me that you did not intentionally run my stop signs." He had the decency to look chagrined and said that he was talking to his passenger and WAS NOT PAYING ATTENTION. "Please tell me you did not just say that." I said. "Do you know why there is a stop sign right there?" I asked. Even though he said he did know I went on with my speech about children and bicycles and safety.
He tried to avoid eye contact and was shrinking away from me when I tapped on his door and told him he was in for the full speech and need not try to escape. I will not lie ..... I enjoyed every second. He blushed deeply and I let him go after telling him he had to share this experience with all of his fellow troopers.
His window still down as he was slowly driving away, he asked me to tell HeWho tows "hi".
My new phone is here, allowing me to use the internet. Any time I desire. But, right now the Wi-Fi in the park is working. This makes me think they were wrong when they said we had to buy a new modem. Why would it work intermittently if it was bad?
I enjoyed some outside time this morning with only 7 phone calls and not one live people disturbing my concentration as I mowed and pulled weeds in the cool of the morning. It was really hot yesterday and looks like today will be hot, as well. Swimmers are already adorning the pool area.
Yesterday was Sunday. Usually my favorite day of the week. Most weekend campers leave and I close early. I like to eat a meal with HeWho is always up for take-out. Maybe have a conversation without interruption ...... you know like normal people. I was crabby when I woke with a dull headache. The atmosphere was like a sauna, hot and humid. I could tell a storm was brewing.
The air had turned cool and the sky was dark as I was closing up. I snuck around to my vegetable garden and did some serious weeding and a little replanting of beans. I think some birds must have gobbled up my first attempt when that gully washer revealed them, washing away the soil.
I made the mistake of coming around to the front and seeing a camper. I sighed deeply (to myself) and unlocked the store door to assist them. It was a truck pulling a travel trailer about 28' long. I put them in a double site. The site has two hook-ups and I have put two travel trailers in it before with no problems. After asking me what seemed to be a thousand questions about dining opportunities nearby, he finally left to go to his site. He was in a hurry to un-hook before the rain came, so he could go feed his family ....
I was in a hurry to finish in my garden, too. I no sooner locked the door and headed back to my task when the phone rang. The woman said her husband said he could not hook up to the sewer, that it was too far away. I gave her an immediate solution to just pull forward and hook up to the site in front of them. I could think of other solutions, like a longer sewer hose, but just gave her the quickest easiest one I could think of. But, she wanted another site. This request involved another call that interrupted me. I was closed, I was not in the office. I told her that site 33 was available.
By now the rain had started and I was really annoyed that I had not finished my task. My head was still hurting, had been all day. I just wanted to be left alone. HeWho goes out to acquire take out had placed the food order and left. The man pulling the camper stayed hooked up and took his family out to eat, trailer in tow.
I had a blissful 30 minutes of phone silence and I sat with my feet up, my head back, with my eyes closed, petting the 3 dogs in my lap, and occasionally reaching down to the lone female dog, Toni Louise. My headache was just beginning to subside when my dinner arrived ..... and the phone rang. He Who answered it. The trailer towing man had returned and was calling to complain that someone was in 33. I had not put anyone on that site. But, just for the sake of peace I offered up another site number that was unoccupied.
Just beginning to enjoy my meal when THE PHONE RANG AGAIN. It was the man again, telling me there was a pick-up parked in that site and that he just wanted his money back. I agreed that we would give him a refund and that I would be back in the office as soon as I dressed again. It was 9:00 and I was clad in my night shirt and ready for bed. My food was getting cold. HeWho generously offered to handle the refund transaction and his food got cold as well.
First of all, who hooks up the sewer before unhooking the camper from the truck? If he wanted to get settled before the rain, you would think that would not be a priority. Of course, I don't know what mysteries lay inside the camper and maybe it was urgent to dump the sewer. But, he had an option immediately available, as he was sitting on two sites.
Then there is the mystery camper on 33. This was an older couple that I had assigned to site 70. They did not want a full hook-up. They did not pay for a full hook-up, but they decided to park on 33. And last, but not least, was the tenant on 2 who parked his truck on site 4. Happens all the time and I don't know why. This is a tenant who lives in his camper, as his work takes him to different areas and he travels to a central spot and stays until the job is done. You would think he would know better. Last night I would have charged him the $30 I lost due to him occupying that site. I have mellowed over night, but he will not escape my wrath! Why can't everyone just follow instructions!!
The rain washed everything clean and must be keeping the pollen down, since I feel much better today. But I still wonder why that sewer was such an issue ......
When Martha (the boy cat) isn't hunting or sleeping the day away in my bed, he is out in my gardens. Like me, Martha enjoys being outside in nice weather. When it is raining he is happy to stay inside, but as soon as the weather is warm, he likes to spend lots of time outside.
Martha will sometimes follow me around as I go about weeding and picking fruit and vegetables. He seems to always be watching what I am doing. So, why is he laying where I planted some four o'clocks? He saw me digging and preparing the soil to grow the seeds. He KNOWS I do not like this!
Despite my scolding he just lay there looking up at me. He looks pretty sure of himself. Smug!
Since Martha does his job at keeping the rabbits out of my garden, he pretty much has the run of the place. But now I find him in my pepper patch. Really? Does he think this will be allowed?
Just look at him lolling among my pepper plants! Ignoring me as I warn him to GET OUT! I don't have any more pictures. He made himself scarce after I turned the nozzle to "jet" and propelled him out of my garden.
I confess that I might be a little worried about pay back. No telling what he will put in the back yard for the dogs tomorrow!
I now have a new I-phone with a hotspot for internet. Good for me, but we are still fighting with our friends at Sprint to get the Wi-Fi back up and running ..... since it is one of the amenities of our park.
I have a confession to make. I do like to use that word -amenity- with those campers less educated, just to watch their looks of confusion. Is that mean? Of course it is. Lack of internet access has made me mean.
I got up early this morning with the canine contingent and saw, to my utmost delight, that the satellite for the internet was working! As much as I wanted to crawl back in bed, I stayed up to take care of business.
I had over 400 e-mails on my personal account and almost that many on the Kampground account. I lost some reservations due to the fickle internet and I plan to tell Sprint just how I feel about this ....
HeWho has spent days on the phone with them. They have given every excuse available for the outage, but no long term solution. We were told that a part for the satellite was on order and would be installed this past Tuesday. This would involve climbing the tower for a technician to install it. Should they have been informed that I can see the tower and actually hear the voices of the men when they are working in the air? I watched and saw no activity all day long. I was outside mowing all day long!
It comes and goes and when I do see that it is working, I go on-line and take advantage of it. It is annoying and frustrating, though. I had an appointment yesterday for a check-up. When I came home, I saw that HeWho handles all things Sprint was on the phone with them. I went to Walmart to get my prescriptions and to restock the store. He was either back with them on a second call ...... or maybe he was still on the first call?
All I can say is that we will be sporting new phones in 2 business days. These phones will have their very own hot spots and I will be able to access the internet any time I want. HeWho loves new gadgets is quite pleased with himself and his negotiating powers. Me? I hate new devices. Seems like I just learned how to use this phone and now I will have to acquaint myself with a new one. I am old and do not want to adapt to change.
I now have to go outside and get all my chores done before the day swimmers invade the pool and I am stuck in the office. Keeping my fingers crossed that I will be able to get on-line again and while away the hours reading blogs and commenting!
