I'm just your average grandma who believes in Bigfoot and ghosts and is fascinated by serial killers....
11.18.2018
it's all went so fast. now I'll be counting the days till my week off in December.....(sigh)
slept in, will be driving over the river and through the woods to Koren's family Thanksgiving.
Z is starting to feel better. my stomach pain is better, I think. is it all in my head? Kevin and I both have theories...he fears my insides may be falling out. (woman parts.) I think it is my body screaming at me 'for the love of God, woman, you are old. slow the fuck down with the lifting already'. of course, this usually only happens when I work, not on my week off. but we've had a sick toddler. she's needed lots of cuddles and wallering. I don't know. maybe some internal organ is withering away. or someone made a voodoo doll of me. I'm being poisoned? The Bell Witch came to Mercer? a gypsy curse? i'm a whiner?
I'm not sure why we go to the eye dr this close to Xmas, but damn. they try to sell you all the bells and whistles. we're getting reading glasses here, Bobo. no need for transitions lenses or no-line bifocals. we are sitting down reading. we take them off when we're not reading. Kevin's started out at $478 just for his part of the lenses, cut it waaaaaaaaay down. still $400 our part for 2 pairs of reading glasses....highway robbery. we need to start going to one of those big city $39 eye glass places. the buy one get one frees. or whatever the commercials say. we fast forward commercials on the rare occasions we watch 'real' tv. but I do want to read and I do want to see. we also sprung the $20 each for the picture of your eyeball looking for macular degeneration since both our grandmas had this. our 2nd photo. all is well there. and we got the extra scratch resistant for our lenses. we do live with a toddler. and I drop everything. so we go straight from bitching about how much our glasses cost out to eat lunch. makes sense, eh? but we love Wabash BBQ. the food is good. but I really love eating in an old RR depot and looking for ghosts, just soaking up the place. imagining all the people going through there, where they were going....who they were picking up and sending off. their worry. their excitement. their fear.
11.16.2018
Friday....how is it already day 5 of staycation????

day 2 of stomach muscle pain. poor lil' me. guess I'll live. Z not feeling well still. KJ took off work to take care of her, which was unnecessary since I was here, but very grateful he did. I've napped and finished watching/dozing in front of Making a Murderer. and read a couple more chapters in my new Lizzie Borden birthday book. Kevin got salad and leftovers for lunch. Tracy sent me the link for the NGT Block in Wilder, got our reservations in. said I would start the light tree on wall today. beads haven't arrived yet to finish cryptid ornaments. I also journeyed to P-town...across my beloved old RR bridge that now has caution tape gone!...and picked up Kevin's Rx and did a DG run.
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