Tuesday, June 13, 2017


I couldn't find my glasses Monday morning, so I wore my back-up pair to work. It was already hot at 7:00 a.m.

There is a boil-water notice for Livonia, so I had to drink a Vernor's at lunch with my BLT.

Back home after work, the A/C hadn't kept up with the afternoon heat and it was 81 degrees in the house! Which was still better that the 92 degrees outside. I turned on the fan and started hunting for my glasses.

Sidebar: I lose them at least once a month. I generally find them on the bed, under the bed, on the computer desk, on the bathroom sink, etc.

But they were no where to be found!

Just then I got a text from Amanda, asking me what I was doing. I told her sweating my ass off and hunting for my glasses. She said she and her friend Annie were at the Outback Steak House. She said they couldn't finish their "bloomin' onion" and did I want the rest? I said sure.

When she pulled in, I told her the house was hotter than outside (there was at least a breeze outside) and suggested we sit on the porch. So I sat on the bird bench and she sat in the rocker. She reach down to the little rattan table and said, "Are these the glasses you looking for?" I'll be damned!

After she left, I heated up the bloomin' onion and ate too much of it. I turned on the fan in the bedroom and tried to fall asleep. It took a long, uncomfortable time...

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