Our 36th. Anniversary and Gord's 64th. birthday.
Good grief...where has the time gone? At this point, I'm just happy to alive,and have a good job. I'm not taking anything for granted anymore.
Birthday boy is out having a drink with his bro and sister...family tradition.
Gord and I celebrated our anniversary at lunch, we had take out subway sandwiches at home ...heh... And to make it SPECIAL we both choose different toppings than we usually do. You know..trying to get out of the groove. WE KNOW HOW TO LIVE IT UP!
And for supper, I am making homemade chicken fingers..and stuff. And cake and presents.
Chickens don't have fingers...that part has always confused me.
I made an error in judgement today. I tried to go into Safeway through the automated exit door while someone else was coming out. That was a mistake I probably won't make again...Damn near did a face plant on the parking lot. The poor lady kept on apologizing....and I kept on telling her "it's okay"..."I only have a slight concussion," and it wasn't your fault, after all I was not paying attention! As I was picking up my handbag ... and it's contents strewn on the pavement, I found a penny on the ground and the "head injured" part of me said "let's go in this casino an play the slots."
I walked into Safeway looking for a machine. I stumbled down isle after isle trying to find a slot machine with my penny. Finally, I found one. But it only took Loonies (1.00) coins...and all you could win was bottled water. I kept on looking for a slot machine that would take a penny. My head was aching. I stopped in the Pharmacy, and asked them if they knew where the slots were, and they took one look at me and said I should probably sit for awhile. I did. They had nice comfy chairs there, so I rested for a bit. Then I noticed a machine right beside me. It had a digital display on it, and a place to put your arm in. So I did that, but once I got my arm in it there was no place to put my penny in. The display kept on telling me to put pressure on my arm with his hose thing. Screw that...I thought, if you don't want my penny, I am out of here.
So I wandered through the store. I tried to put my penny everywhere, but nothing took. Finally as I passed the Starbucks coffee place, one of the girls took pity on me and asked if I would like a Caramel hot chocolate. I said.. ummm yes..but you don't have a slot machine. She said, it's okay, we give these samples out for free after 5:00 PM. I was still shaken by the door banging incident...and accepted her generous offer and sat down and shot that bad boy back. It was good!
I was finally coming to my senses. But I still had the found penny in my hand. No slots to play...I had to come up with a plan. I had to spend my penny. I bought a few groceries, and as I came to the check out counter, there was a box taking donations for breast cancer...and slipped the little guy in. Every penny counts.
In memory of my mom Margaret Kehler.