Went to Black-Eyed Pea restaurant for Mama’s birthday. She decided on take-out so we could sit in the park and sneeze under the native elms and watch three little kids fight over the swings. How restful! But we also dropped by the mall to pay Sears for that lovely dishwasher and Macy’s for all those skirts that are too tight across my a** to wear at the moment *sob*. To make up for it, I picked up a white stretch denim skirt one size larger *bawl* that covers said anatomical feature properly, but which Mama said increased its apparent size by around double. *wah* Don’t care . . . will wear with tunics not-tucked-in for the moment. Back to Sekrit Starvation Plan #3 ASAP. Mama tried on 17 pairs of shoes, all of which didn’t fit. *wail* Most of them were on sale, too. The ones at WallyWorld the other day were too wide for her and gaped open, so she wouldn’t get those, either. So I got her two lottery tickets instead.
I wish one of our neighbors would go on vacation for a while so I could watch their house and see if I can kick in the pool. The physical therapy man always said I should try to do a bit in the pool *if* I could get in and out of it, and now that I can walk up and down stairs somewhat (surely those pool steps would be OK), I want to try. Maybe we can go to a motel and stay overnight so I can try out the pool. It’s plenty warm enough on many days, but too early for any public pools to be open. O’course the water’s gonna be *COLD*!
On the agent/submissions front: no news is good news.
Silence is golden.