Another Humid Day in July

I looked at the temperatures on my phone.  Gross for the next two days.  It seems like we get some 70 degree weather. I can take that.  I feel like I may stick to the sidewalk today from how humid it's been lately.

Last night I watched an Ed Sullivan documentary on Netflix that was pretty good and I turned on Stephen Colbert's Thursday show so my mom could watch Governor Josh Shapiro.  It's way too early to make any predictions on who would be good for 2028 but he kind of piques my curiosity.  I also like that John Fetterman doesn't care for him so therefore there is something good about Shapiro since Fetterman sucks.  I like the governor of Kentucky as well and Tim Walz.  Right now, I'm hoping President Cankles falls off the planet.  I'm glad he's getting the welcome he deserves in Scotland.

I got someone chasing after me because I toasted a bagel this morning and she wants the cream cheese even if she did have it at 3:30 am this morning.  Glad she's doing well to act that crazy.  I saw a classmate post a picture of a step stool they put in front of their couch for their almost 20 year old cat.  I like that.  Almost 20.  Two years ago, I wondered if she would be here.  I know that maybe my time is limited with her.  That damn vet that got my money.  I look at reviews of the vet and occasionally someone is brave enough to post a negative one.  I'll never forget that office manager scraping her ear and making her cry and cling to me on that last trip.  I made such a mistake going there.  I should have stayed with the one in Bay View and ignored their shitty staff.  Their doctors were fine.

I don't think I'll walk the hill today.  I'll stay in the shade to get my walking in. I actually looked up Alex Lasry's address and he does live in the area.  There was an article about the mansion he bought.  I know I've walked past it plenty of times before.  Still a weenie but interesting to know.  Definitely nice houses where I walk.  Would I ever want to live in one?  I think I'd get lost and need a GPS to find rooms.  I just like the neighborhoods for how quiet and peaceful they seem to be in the mornings.  People say hello and good morning unless you're Alex Lasry.  Ok, that was mean.  Even with Covid getting better, I just kind of preferred coming back.  After sitting in the house or my apartment all week working, it's been kind of a nice escape from reality.  Even if it's only for an hour or two, it's nice to go for a drive and listen to my latest Audible book and forget.  

It appears that I'm starting to turn into the cartoon villain again.  That grey is coming in pretty good at my roots.  I got a few weeks to go before it gets colored.  I definitely need a hair cut because I'm becoming Cousin It with my bangs.  I'm not having my mom cut it again.  Number one, she laughs and number two, I don't want to have another incident where the student cutting my hair is questioning where I got it cut last.  They did believe me when I said I had it cut there and I didn't even think that my mom cutting it was a factor until the student showed the instructor about some uneven part on the left side.  The student told the instructor she didn't do this, another student did it.  I wasn't going to tell them a partially blind woman in her 80s did it.  Actually that's pretty good for someone that has vision issues.  I get my next hair cut at the end of next month. I could have gotten it all at once but I just don't want to sit there for hours on end.  

I was daydreaming when I woke up this morning.  Yeah, it might have been my fictional person in my head.  Yeah, they might have been with me this morning.  Yeah, I might have been fantasizing about their arms.  Yeah, this all might have been R rated.  No, I'm not saying anything else.  

Have a good day good humans. 

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