Did a color wash when I got up, had breakfast, then dressed and waited outside for the Lyft to take me to the dentist. Annoyingly, when I got the "he's here" message, I again knew he wasn't. Of course, as ever, had been sent to the side, gated entrance on Brookshire Avenue. Now this was after I had called Safe-Ride last time to specifically clear this up, but I got to the dentist on time. Had my teeth cleaned--it wasn't too much an ordeal, although having been traumatized as a child, I fear the dentist.
Went from there across the street to the mall to return the tub mat I had bought, as I need a bigger one. Bought blueberries (I'm an addict), a bag of apples, and several other items, then bused home. By the time I got in, it was 1:30 and I called SCAN to complain about the Safe-Ride problem. I hope it's straightened out by now.
I cored, seasoned, and baked the eight big apples, then microwaved the last of my kabocha squash, and had that for lunch. Trimmed the geraniums in the patio--they're looking so nice--and cleaned up a bit out there.
My cousin, Kevin, had Messaged me that he and Linda would like to come see me, and yesterday, he called. Kevin is younger than I am and this boggles the mind: I haven't seen him since he was a year old and he turned eighty last month. I'm completely bemused as to why, after we've had no contact in all these years, he would ask to visit--but I'm intrigued. Kevin is a retired chemist, who worked for Seagram's for fifty or so years. Typical Irish man, he's about as light-hearted as a death row inmate:
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