Both of those pesky neighbors are feeling better. Yay! Carl says has now developed the metallic taste from the Paxlovid that Mom first mentioned a couple days ago. The other major complaint is that they’re weak… doing any little thing is exhausting.
Is that a spider on your head?
Katie and Perry (not to be confused with Katie Perry) both commented how much they like my hair in a messy bun. I’m not a fan, but it’s ok. Oh, but Mr. Pesky said it looked like I had a spider on my head. 😠I’m letting the insult slide this time… only because he’s in a weakened state.
Cold days are incoming and the fall foliage is just about gone.
It’s cooler today than it was yesterday — and it’s forecasted to drop big time on Monday. No more 80 degree days… heck, it doesn’t look like we’ll be hitting 50! Brrrr!
Head chefs don’t get weekends off.
The sickly (and still pesky) neighbors offered to give me the weekend off from my cooking job. Not sure if they weren’t fans of the meals we’ve been delivering or if they feel sorry for me. I still plan to feed them… even after that spider in my hair remark. 😉
Now you know: The Harvard University acceptance rate is higher than applying to be a NYC sanitation worker.