To Joe Cap - You're a smart-ass. Gotta love it.
Husband was upstairs writing out bills so I took the opportunity to mow. It's up in the 90's now so "playing" outside with the shop vac is out of the question. And he ended up going out to pick up chicken so that lets me off the hook as far as cooking goes. We are going to watch a movie I recorded once he wakes up from his kitchen table, just got done eating nap. Having one week of no rain, after having weeks of downpours, I am surprised the lawn is crunchy already. Lush? Not so much. Son who just moved to Vegas is guilting me into coming out to see them. That would just be too long of a drive and I hate to fly. It's an anxiety thing. Has nothing to do with crashing or hijacking or anything tangible. So I was wondering how much it would cost to have an anesthesiologist come along and keep me comfortably sedated with my drug of choice,...delauded. < may have spelled that wrong but my spell check isn't smarter than a 5th grader either so, ... Hell, I wouldn't even want to get off the plane if that was the case!
Gotta get back to reading some posts. Peace.