Under Attack
The strong gusts of wind are lobbing pine cones right and left onto our west awning. It does make quite the bong.
There was one run to Lewis Drug today. Dennis and I are quite content to spend time right here on Stauffer Avenue. Dennis had a huge day of mowing yesterday, I encouraged a nap in his recliner.
Last night for supper I enjoyed a soft egg on butter bread. Very tasty. Vanilla ice cream later on wasn’t shabby either.
Neighbor Jan popped over this forenoon to see how I was doing. She was surprised in the over-all process. I assured her it all went according to expectations and skill set of the dentist. Dr. Pitcher, at the on-set, said he could and would refer me to Oral Surgery Of Mankato as extractions of roots could be a challenge. I immediately told him, I would do just fine under his care. All that referral would have done is added mileage and extra expense as they would have put me to sleep, with possible stitches.
I checked in with daughter Carrie as she is two weeks out of her cancer lung surgery.
Text messages . . . where would we be without them! I do very little on Facebook. Very little brings news via emails. I do have a smart-phone with no internet connection, neither does Dennis’. We seem to get along just fine.
I would have thought once school was out, the traffic passed our home would have lessened. Not a snowball in hell chance of that.
Right now there are leaf tips, flower pots and litter flying south down our street.
JoAnn’s Fabric has apparently solved their filing of bankruptcy. That was proven today as the box containing two bags of pillow stuffing at a hugely reduced price and a $1.27 shipping fee was delivered by FedEx.
With that I take my leave. ♥