Our futile quest for rubbing alcohol today saw us come home empty-handed. I’m beginning to think we’ll never again be able to buy alcohol in the supermarket, or from any of the pharmacies. Are people bathing in it? King Ibn Saud once filled his swimming pool with Chanel No. 5. Maybe people are filling their swimming pools with alcohol.
On the plus side–have you noticed people are friendlier? More smiles, more waves, more “hi, hello, how are you?” Is that because they’re not stressing out with the commute to work? I’ve definitely noticed this, and I like it!
How come the comments slow down when I announce a comment contest?
Within 48 hours of us having to shell out almost $500 for my car’s repairs, Patty’s car is now in the garage, too. Engine misfiring. We still haven’t gotten our stimulus money. The only stimulus going on around here is us stimulating the auto repair industry.
Big plus–our ancient dogwood has come into bloom. It’s over 40 years old, and may be as old as 50. The squirrels persecute it, but the gallant little tree comes through for us with blossoms every spring. God is nigh.
Which is, of course, the best news of all: our Heavenly Father is never more than a prayer away. And sometimes even closer than that, if we but knew it.
And now it looks like rain, so let’s have a cigar.