Today is my dad's birthday. I've got to call him this evening. Stupid me, I didn't get him a card yet. I've got to find a Hallmark somewhere in this town and take care of that while the issue is still pertinent. It's bad enough that the darned thing won't be postmarked until tomorrow. I called my dad. He didn't talk long. He's not a big conversationalist when talking on the phone. He begged off to go eat a chicken salad sandwich after not much more than a few minutes of conversation.
I have two refrigerators now. I have my refrigerator from my old house installed in the kitchen, where the water for the ice and water on the door has not been hooked up, so I haven't turned it on so that the pump will not run. I have to call the plumber to hook up a small copper line to the back so that I can turn the darned thing on. Until then, I am using the one which came with the house, which I had the movers move to the garage, where it is currently plugged in and running. I'm keeping stuff in there for the nonce.
I went to the store last night. I bought the following bare-bones essentials:
- butter
- 7 Red Delicious apples
- deli-ham
- eggs
- mustard
resins(oops! haven't touched a bong in years...really!) raisins- bread (although I believe that there's some in the breadbox, if I can remember which box that's in)
- Kraft American Cheese Slices
- Alpine Lace Swiss Cheese Slices
- carton of 12 cans, Diet Caffeine-free Diet Coke
- 8 assorted frozen Budget Gourmet (grommet) meals
- toilet paper
ingenuemuse, if you dropped off the planet tomorrow, and I lived to be two hundred years old, I will still never eat a mango without thinking of you. 