Musings

It’s probably a good thing that I didn’t go into medicine.
- I apparently have the bedside manner of a cave troll.
- I thought I was being gentle when I told Irish Woman to lie down, take her pain meds, lie still, be quiet, and go to sleep.
If you’re discussing the sex life of your (adult) grandchildren in the hospital waiting room, you probably weren’t raised right.
If the police come looking for you in the hospital waiting room, you probably weren’t raised right.
Canning total for the last 24 hours
- 11 quarts of stewed tomatoes
- 7 quarts of jalapeno dill pickles
- I still have a lot of green and orange tomatoes on the vine, and the cucumbers are just getting started.
I would have made something out of blackberries, but alas, none of the ones we picked made it back to the house.
- If Boo ever comes down with scurvy, it won’t be my fault.
I realized today that I was so tired at the end of the FNRA banquet that I asked the FFL to fill out a counseling form (4856) instead of a NICS check form (4473).
School uniforms are a racket.
- I got off light buying four shirts today. The poor woman in front of me in line at the store spent almost $300 in embroidered shirts, jumpers, and skirts for her twin girls who are starting kindergarten.

by daddybear71 on August 5, 2014 • Permalink

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