Proof that mum was right: Sitting too close to the telly really can hurt your eyes.
I'm back, in case anyone noticed that I'd taken a day or so off from writing.
The new job is...interesting. I'm finding America, calling coast to coast--sob stories, incredibly obnoxious rude people--especially American men! American men seem to have lost something in the Rebublican years (1980 to present). Used to be an American man took pride in how he behaved--respectful to women, namely. I can tell you first hand--mostly, that pride's long gone...not entirely, mind, but...getting a little scarce.
But There was the Texan who loved to tell jokes, and today...well, I'm still wondering how a conversation with some old geezer from Kentucky about gardens (I was selling garden club memberships) and growning tomatoes, turned into, "You all have such a sweet voice, tell me, you're preety aren't you? Tell me what you look like, darlin'." I was temporarily at a loss--then a young female office worker walked by, with a novelty tee shirt on--and boom! I had my response. "When people talk about someone good looking, have you ever heard of the expression, 'eye candy?'" I asked him. "Why shore!" He eagerly responded. "Well...." I said, "I'm eye brussel sprouts." We finsihed our conversation real quick, after that.
Just popped in to say hello and thankyou for accepting my invitation don't know how you are and unfortunately I can't talk at the moment cos me hubby wants to go to sleep and as our bedroom is our sitting room during the day guess where the computer is that's right next to the bed so I can't be miserable to him I have to let him sleep don't I?
Toodle pip for now - wifey.