First of all, I want to apologize for removing my earlier post today. I came across an old photo of myself and my cousins from the 1970s, shared it with a little backstory, and a couple hours later took it back down. Just been doing a little too much reminiscing lately. On that note, here's a few items that aren't exactly blog-worthy in themselves, but all together...
1. This serves me right for buying bananas
I'm wondering if anyone can offer some advice...the other day when I was in the store, the produce man was setting out bananas. 🍌 How come I haven't bought any bananas in awhile? I love some sliced banana on my morning cereal! So I got some.
I remembered why I stopped buying them, when the fruit flies started hopping around my apartment--and into my coffee. I asked AI what the deal was, it said they come in teeny eggs on your yellow fruit, so wash those nanners right away when you get home. I did, but was too late. And now I'm getting assaulted by one whenever I enter my kitchen.
I set out a bowl with warm water, apple cider vinegar & a couple drops of dishwashing liquid this morning (on my stove underneath the light). It caught 10 of those things, but I don't know where they are coming from. The kitchen drain? I'm going to start pouring pots of boiling water down it I guess!
2. I wish I was this crafty...
My friend Kimberly recently told me she'd signed up for a glass mosaic class, and was creating something on her own for her home. I asked her to please send me a photo when she was done.
She sent me this. I was amazed and told her it looked like something you'd find in a pricey catalog. Isn't this an awesome piece of artwork? I'd pay good money for it too.
3. This Medicare book came with ham & beans... I think
When I was downstairs getting my mail the other day, one of the other residents was getting hers. I don't know her name, she's a tall black woman who looks around 60, from the 6th floor. (She is really tall--I'm 5'7", she's over 6 feet.) She saw this Medicare book in my hand and asked "You on Medicare?" I said very soon, in October I turn 65. She nodded and didn't say anything.
We walked back to the elevator and she said "You're no spring chicken, but you don't look 65." I said thanks, I think. She said "Do you like ham and beans?" I said er... yes. She said "That's what I'm making for dinner." I said it sounded good. She said "Well, I'm not asking you twice." Did I miss something? I said if that was an invite I had other plans, thanks anyway. Was that an invite?



