I hope this marks the end of 'please send money' emails, I know everyone is sick to death of the emails. Now we have to listen to the rhetoric about balloting that will go on and on for days. If not more. I would think in this time of electronic devices everywhere the counting would go quickly, but I guess I am naive. Did I spell that right? I lost count of how much money I sent, $10 or $12 at a time. I quit giving and reading their impassioned pleas.
I ordered via Amazon a filter "wallet" to hold, what else? filters, and what I got today is the size of War and Peace, and not a wallet by any stretch. So back it goes, me paying return postage. Amazon does make this simple, but I am not going to try again for a filter holder. Not unless I am holding it in my very own (sweaty) hands. Time was, I never sent anything back, but now I am a lot more picky. Also poorer.
I've finished (I hope) organizing my cross-stitch patterns; I thought I was done twice already, but then I found another tote bag with kits or patterns lurking in them. Sigh. NOW I am finished. I have 5 pieces that are "partially" done, and no more will be started until at least 2 of these are finished. Not framed or stitched up in a pillow, but the crosses are done.
I am not starting the Mirability project in this lifetime, even though it is kitted up.
I was supposed to have a therapy session today (the first) but an unforeseen problem began, and I will see what is going on by Thursday, my next appointment. Everything is going to hell in a hand basket these days.
I am a big fan of the Dresden files books, they are by Jim Butcher. I have book 18 and 19, I think, I get the hardback ones so I get them the day they come out. The two came out a short time apart, and I have been trying to make them last. I hope the series doesn't end with these two books, it is so hard to pick out a book or story line based on the jacket blurb. I wonder sometimes if the editors penning these things have actually read the book they are praising so highly. Selling is the name of the game, and let the buyer beware. I read one book recently that looked fairly OK, but it was awful. Awful! Misspellings, characters that had nothing to do with the (assumed) plot, chapters that didn't carry the reader from one to the next, characters that died in one chapter and reappeared in the next, no explanation done. The main character was a woman whose sole contribution was in saying "oh!" at random places in time. Awful. Was it a vanity book? I will never know, as I pitched it.
When I was a kid (a looong time ago) I wasn't allowed by my parents to go to the movies, the one time they allowed me to go with a classmate I had nightmares for dozens of nights. Some creature like a giant crab? Even John Wayne pics, nothing scary there... anyway, she never quibbled about the books I carried home from the local library. The librarian was the mother of one of my classmates, and he was the only one that ever 'outread' me at school. Anyway, she would let me read anything, and after I read all the science fiction books I then moved on to murder mysteries. Perry Mason books were the best, no drippy love sub-plots, and I never picked the right character for who-done-it. And I read Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, and Cherry Ames, and so on. They were pretty yucky but better than nothing. Cherry was a nurse, it must have been in 1940s or 50s, and the main plot seemed to revolve around being scolded for wearing lipstick, but! she had naturally red lips. And then she saved some injured man from certain death, all without makeup. Mom had a few books in the top of her closet, given by a friend. One was "lust for life" about van gogh, I think, and one about President Jackson and his wife, don't quote me on these things, it was, as I said, a looong time ago. I removed them one by one and read them when no one was watching, that makes the best part of the pilfering. I never did see what the naughty parts were.
I am fading now, no naps and an early rising so I am done. Take care and don't get angry when the wrong guy wins by cheating. I don't understand either. Good night!
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