I needed three stitches removed from the back of my neck but didn’t want to take the time to go to the doctor for such a minor thing. Since WifeGeeding only has vision in one eye and has no depth perception, I didn’t trust her ability to remove them pain-free. So, I opted for seven-year-old DaughterGeeding to do it thinking it would be a nice father-daughter moment. She used the pair of cuticle nippers like a champ. It was all a bit odd, but in a fun sort of way.
Chocolate diamonds. I’m not falling for it Kay, Jared, or Zales.
I’m not a fan of decorative kitchen towels, they aren’t absorbent and don’t serve their primary purpose. The goes for bathroom hand towels.
I can’t recall the last time I’ve seen an ashtray. I think I made my grandmother one in art class back in my elementary school days.
Recently WifeGeeding participated in an activity and she won Schlotzsky’s for an entire year. And by an entire year, they mean one regular sandwich a week for a year.
That was an odd bit of timing yesterday when I wondered what had become of former anchorman Mike Snyder and then he comes out of the woods announcing he’s running for elective office. I typed that the night before he made the announcement, but I’m not discounting something subliminally triggered the thought.
It’s been a really long time since I’ve experienced writers’ cramp. You know, that pain from writing with a pen or pencil for too long.