1. February 17th is National Random Acts of Kindness Day. It lands on the calendar one day after National Do Something for a Grouch Day (Feb 16) which somehow feels related. Perhaps the 16th inspired the 17th?
I combined Random Acts of Kindness with Put Up with a Grouch Day. Yesterday, I opened a door for an elderly woman who neglected to say thank you. I said "your welcome" anyway. She returned my words with an acid stare. She was about 108 years old, so I ignored it. Otherwise, I would have done the same thing the gentleman did in this video.
I'll take a double order of chocolate mousse, please. Hold the whipped cream. I'm watching my waistline.
This is me at age 17. Apparently, abusing the sun is not good for the skin. Who knew? The best part of using a sun reflector with a side of baby oil and iodine in your teens, is that you never get carded.
My middle name is "worry wart." When I run out of things to worry about in my own family, I take on my friend's and neighbor's problems. Theirs are more fun, anyway.
Up until this moment, I have yet to use the word exercise and habit in the same sentence.
If I pledged to work any less, I would be comatose.
Why do things only break when the Mister is out of town? Our boiler broke the other night and I didn't realize it until about 8PM.
What did I do about it, you ask? I promptly called the Mister in Denver and started yelling at him that we should never have bought such an old house. He called a plumber and had him at the house
the next morning to fix it.
Another crisis averted, thanks to moi.