Mornin' everbody. Well, so much for the Indian Summer. It'd dark, cold, and rainy today. But I guess we did need the moisture.
On a happier note, I got to eat Mongolian BBQ at Golden Place in MWC last night for free. Alex, the guy who runs the hibachi grill on Saturdays (and who creates his own hot sauce that is awesome!) told me he had an electrical problem at his home last Saturday. He called me during the week and explained the problem, and I gave him my suggestion as an electrician as to the solution. Well, fast forward to last night, he said the solution was as I had described it, and a free dinner was his payment to me.
Shoe by Gary Brookins and Susie MacNelly for November 19, 2023
We got our heat fixed -- again. And it appears it's gonna hold this time. That's good because for an old woman in the throes of menopause and the resultant nuclear explosions called "hot flashes" I cannot STAND being cold. I know -- I'd ***** if you hung me with a new rope.
But actually, I think I know what's going on with me. I have a malfunctioning hypothalamus. I dunno if head injuries can cause it but as many times as I've banged my head over the years it wouldn't surprise me. My complaining about the temp (too hot, too cold, too hot, too cold) got WAY worse after I hit my head when the tree branch fell on me. Bummer.
It's stopped raining here but it's still dark and dreary. And as you can see I am taking this opportunity to be productive while Grumpy is at work.
We marvelled at the clouds this afternoon. Very dark and beautiful the way the darker clouds blew in under the bright bubbly springs like stuff that was here before the front blew in. Oklahoma has some of the most amazing skies ...