susan smitten (chu_hi) wrote,
susan smitten

Day Seven ~ I guess it was a Thursday.

Day seven, a Thursday, I ran errands all day. Then I cooked dinner for a friend, and that was pleasant.

I had to alter some curtains.

Then I returned to the Fiat dialership, to put a deposit on a 500. It has a cool gear shifter.

I found myself parked next to another older Rav4. Mine is on the right, the J. Once or twice a month, someone asks me if I want to sell my car. This bodes well. The older Rav4's were the best and most coveted, even twenty years later.

I tried to donate blood again. Didn't have the numbers, again.

I wonder how many thousands of times I've eaten this exact sandwich in my life? It isn't that I'm not adventurous; I am. I try different dishes each time I go to a restaurant, try different sno-cone flavors every time. But when I feel like a Veggie Delight, nothing else can compare.

I took my car to Sharjah, to a different mechanic this time. He babbled about the carburetor.

Then I came home and cooked Italian food. Check out this cucumber.

My friend wanted a closer look at my cubes, so I opened the cabinet. Then this happened.

  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.