Saturday, February 2, 2019

THWARTED X FIVE

(1) Aside from the pyromaniac aspect, yesterday was not a good day for your faithful correspondent. First of all, after she loaded up Baby Car, the Miata, for an appointment with Austin Heart, the car wouldn't start, even with the new battery Mazda had put in it just a few weeks ago, which meant she had too hurriedly transfer into the Queen Mary, Husband's Mercedes.

(2) Everyone was running late at Austin Heart, and Fio not only had to sit in the waiting room for half an hour past her appointment time and listen to a series of obnoxious medical infomercials, but to be the guinea pig for a cumadin nurse in training. (Citing her years of experience with a parade of cumadin nurses, she advised him to learn all he could, then jump ship to a higher-paying posiiton elsewhere.)

(3) Home again, Fiorella, who'd planned to have popcorn for supper, a treat which she and Husband used to indulge in a couple of times a month, but she couldn't find the popcown popper. Had Husband taken it with him? But no--she suddenly remembered that she'd given it to Daughter after he died. Not being an Indian-giver, Fio's put a new popcorn popper on her grocery list. Maybe there are single-serving ones available now.

(4) Ah, well, even if Fio couldn't enjoy one of her favorite treats, she figured she could get a kick out of one of her favorite TV shows. No such luck. Big Bang Theory was such a bomb that Fiorella changed channels half-way through.

(5) Determined to do get SOMETHING done,  Fiorella decided to take a photo of the new DUMP TRUMP button she's made and post it on Facebook. You guessed it--her iPhone is jammed and won't let her send pictures to FB anymore.

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