DMV in one two three
Well, ten, twenty, thirty, but still, not too bad. I finally got the title for my father's truck changed over. No line going in to the Reg. and then only about a half an hour wait. Not bad at all. I'd like to think that I cracked a joke about the broken ticket dispenser.
I was asked about my baseball hat today which boasts the logo of one of the products my husband's company sells. See, subtle advertising works. And it helps if what you do is in the name. Like "John's Roofers" or "Cooking with Art". Not "Presto" or "Vinallobo". IMHO
I got my recipe from Stop and Shop yesterday. Its fully three feet long. The last foot gives me a run down of my 'rewards'. There are Gas rewards, A+ Bonus rewards, A+ Extra Credit, Holiday card rewards, Play 60 program, and Maxwell House program. The only thing I even know anything about is the Gas rewards program, and one of the A+ things is something that gives money back to the schools, but there are two and I don't know which is which.
I have one more oil class after Thanksgiving. I won't be doing the winter course. I just think I'm not really getting all that much out of the class now. I wouldn't mind taking the time to do my own painting, but then if I do that, he will come over and commandeer it when I least expect it. I don't like that. I like to be told and maybe shown something, but not have someone take over. Then it's not mine, it's his, and it really annoys me. That's one reason I really like the sculpting teacher, he doesn't just jump in, he asks first, and mostly he tells you what YOU need to do, and lets you do it.
You know that anti National Marine Fisheries sticker I was telling you about? I saw another one today. After I posted that last entry there was an article in the Ledger about just that subject. I guess it explains pretty well why fishermen hate the NMFS so much. http://www.patriotledger.com/business/x1659496871/MASS-MARKET-Fishermen-s-frustrations-with-government-continue
Which makes more sense if you are trying to regulate fishing. Deciding how many days at sea a fisherman can spend, or how many pounds of fish he can take? Seriously, it's about the haul, not how long you are out at sea.
One of those add cards that are abundant in magazines fell out onto the floor. It read "Return this card to get your FREE issue." Great, a free kid just for returning a card. Awesome deal.
Yesterday I was going past my gr. grandmother's house, and saw that there was an open house. So I turned the car around and went in. The Realtor was just finishing up, but I explained why I stopped by, and that I just wanted to poke around and see the inside. I've never been in the house, never knew the woman, but it has always been referred to as the 'homestead' and I have pictures of my Gr. Grandmother in front of the house in 1923. It was a lot better looking then. The best thing I can say about this poor neglected home is that it still has the original mahogany banister and a sweet staircase that has a slight curve at the top. The rest of the house needs to be gutted. There are beautiful fancy radiators in the house, but you can see that over the years, rooms have been opened up but the radiators were never moved, so they sit in the middle of no where. Doors with boards over them, desperate need of a paint job. A claw foot tub that someone took and spattered with paint, I guess to hide chips and such, or as some kind of artistic expression, but Yuck! It makes one think of blood spatters. My father remembered his grandmother in that house, dying of something that made things smell bad. There was some kind of smelly stuff they kept around to try to manage the smell. I forget what it was called. Red something. Anyway... I emailed the photos I had to the realtor who was very happy to get them. I said perhaps someone will buy the house and restore it to it's former glory. One can hope.
Will Obama ever get a protocol expert on his team? This is the second bow fauxpas he's done.
Picked up leaves today using the machine. License... we don't need no stinking license. Actually, I really do need to get that damn thing.
The winter moths are back. Kill them, Kill them all.
One of the neighbors had her check book stolen out of her husband's truck last night. So far the thieves have spent $1000.00. Now, I have to say that you can barely cash your own check in your own back, so how can someone take your checkbook and spend your money in this day and age? Seems they are cashing or using the checks in a bunch of towns. They may have them on camera. And one of the other neighbors also had something stolen out of their car before that. So now I'm thinking it's the same kids that slashed the tires a few months ago. Bad apples. I hope they find them and let us know, because if there are some thieves in the neighborhood, I want to be aware of who they are.
Before my MIL went to Italy, she had to get Euros for the trip. She went to one of the BIG BANKS, which wouldn't give her the amount she needed unless she opened a checking account. Now me, I'd tell them to go screw, but she had waited too long and needed them, so she did it. Then she got a coupon for a free turkey. So she got her money, got her turkey, when she gets back she can cash in any remaining Euros for free, then she is going to close the account. And do you think she'll ever be a customer of theirs again of her own free will? Doubt it.
Got to go catch up on Flash Forward.
I was asked about my baseball hat today which boasts the logo of one of the products my husband's company sells. See, subtle advertising works. And it helps if what you do is in the name. Like "John's Roofers" or "Cooking with Art". Not "Presto" or "Vinallobo". IMHO
I got my recipe from Stop and Shop yesterday. Its fully three feet long. The last foot gives me a run down of my 'rewards'. There are Gas rewards, A+ Bonus rewards, A+ Extra Credit, Holiday card rewards, Play 60 program, and Maxwell House program. The only thing I even know anything about is the Gas rewards program, and one of the A+ things is something that gives money back to the schools, but there are two and I don't know which is which.
I have one more oil class after Thanksgiving. I won't be doing the winter course. I just think I'm not really getting all that much out of the class now. I wouldn't mind taking the time to do my own painting, but then if I do that, he will come over and commandeer it when I least expect it. I don't like that. I like to be told and maybe shown something, but not have someone take over. Then it's not mine, it's his, and it really annoys me. That's one reason I really like the sculpting teacher, he doesn't just jump in, he asks first, and mostly he tells you what YOU need to do, and lets you do it.
You know that anti National Marine Fisheries sticker I was telling you about? I saw another one today. After I posted that last entry there was an article in the Ledger about just that subject. I guess it explains pretty well why fishermen hate the NMFS so much. http://www.patriotledger.com/business/x1659496871/MASS-MARKET-Fishermen-s-frustrations-with-government-continue
Which makes more sense if you are trying to regulate fishing. Deciding how many days at sea a fisherman can spend, or how many pounds of fish he can take? Seriously, it's about the haul, not how long you are out at sea.
One of those add cards that are abundant in magazines fell out onto the floor. It read "Return this card to get your FREE issue." Great, a free kid just for returning a card. Awesome deal.
Yesterday I was going past my gr. grandmother's house, and saw that there was an open house. So I turned the car around and went in. The Realtor was just finishing up, but I explained why I stopped by, and that I just wanted to poke around and see the inside. I've never been in the house, never knew the woman, but it has always been referred to as the 'homestead' and I have pictures of my Gr. Grandmother in front of the house in 1923. It was a lot better looking then. The best thing I can say about this poor neglected home is that it still has the original mahogany banister and a sweet staircase that has a slight curve at the top. The rest of the house needs to be gutted. There are beautiful fancy radiators in the house, but you can see that over the years, rooms have been opened up but the radiators were never moved, so they sit in the middle of no where. Doors with boards over them, desperate need of a paint job. A claw foot tub that someone took and spattered with paint, I guess to hide chips and such, or as some kind of artistic expression, but Yuck! It makes one think of blood spatters. My father remembered his grandmother in that house, dying of something that made things smell bad. There was some kind of smelly stuff they kept around to try to manage the smell. I forget what it was called. Red something. Anyway... I emailed the photos I had to the realtor who was very happy to get them. I said perhaps someone will buy the house and restore it to it's former glory. One can hope.
Will Obama ever get a protocol expert on his team? This is the second bow fauxpas he's done.
Picked up leaves today using the machine. License... we don't need no stinking license. Actually, I really do need to get that damn thing.
The winter moths are back. Kill them, Kill them all.
One of the neighbors had her check book stolen out of her husband's truck last night. So far the thieves have spent $1000.00. Now, I have to say that you can barely cash your own check in your own back, so how can someone take your checkbook and spend your money in this day and age? Seems they are cashing or using the checks in a bunch of towns. They may have them on camera. And one of the other neighbors also had something stolen out of their car before that. So now I'm thinking it's the same kids that slashed the tires a few months ago. Bad apples. I hope they find them and let us know, because if there are some thieves in the neighborhood, I want to be aware of who they are.
Before my MIL went to Italy, she had to get Euros for the trip. She went to one of the BIG BANKS, which wouldn't give her the amount she needed unless she opened a checking account. Now me, I'd tell them to go screw, but she had waited too long and needed them, so she did it. Then she got a coupon for a free turkey. So she got her money, got her turkey, when she gets back she can cash in any remaining Euros for free, then she is going to close the account. And do you think she'll ever be a customer of theirs again of her own free will? Doubt it.
Got to go catch up on Flash Forward.