- Across the country, millions of pounds of uneaten turkey, stuffing, gravy, cranberry sauce and other leftovers are landing in the dump. I don't think any of that is compostable, do you?
- We're still enjoying pie, however. We orderd homemade pies from my co-worker, who baked the most delicious apple and pumpkin pies and used gluten free methods to do it. The converted kitchen of her granny flat has a tiny oven that could only fit one pie at a time--19 times she did that! She was rightfully exhausted but earned many raves.
- My only shopping foray out of the house from Wednesday night through Sunday was a two hour trip to JoAnn's fabrics on Saturday. Hmmm.
- Had an optometrist appt on Saturday and picked out new frames. My total after insurance paid was only $70 so I was doing a happy dance. When Grant and I got home an hour later after having a late lunch, we had a message from the optometrist's office that the girl forgot to add in my progresssive lens' cost and we would owe another 93 bucks. The happy dance was short lived.
- While at the optometrist's, we watched an elf decorate her windows with paint. She was wearing a costume and even the ears. Watching her write "Seeson's Greetings", and being a speller for a living, it bothered me. Then she added glasses on top of the S-E-E. Cute!
- Traffic rant: The offramp is not the place to speed up. Really. The chances of hitting a red light are pretty high, and there are very few without a stop sign. So get off my bumper!
- My nephew had surgery to repair a torn tendon in his leg. They didn't give him crutches at the surgery center. Not sure how they thought he was going to get to the bathroom, kitchen, etc. Was he supposed to hop on one foot while on pain medication? Fortunately, Grant had some from his knee surgery and my brother came to pick them up. Note to young men: do not accidentally fall through sliding glass doors.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Tuesday's Orts--Nov 30, 2010
This week's Orts brought to you by the final November post. Only 31 more days in this year, wow.