We were on our way home from the Bayfield Garage about 9:15 this morning when Kelly's cell phone rang. It was her liver transplant contact lady phoning from London's University Hospital. The transplant committee wants Kelly to be at the hospital on October 4th at 1 p.m. for her second assessment. It's not the full assessment all over again, it's just the physio strength test and one other regarding weight and probably some blood work. Her doctor had indicated it would likely be a couple weeks before the hospital called her with the second assessment date but as it turns out it's only a week so the crunch is on for Kelly to whip herself into top shape. We stopped at Foodland on the way home and Kelly picked up a big tub of ice cream that almost took two of us to carry out of the store:))
Bayfield Garage. With that little task done and home again, Pheebs, Subie, and I headed off out into the countryside to stir up some gravel with our boots, tires, and paws.
Still energized by these cooler weather days, I did haul out our shop vac and suck a few pounds of doggy fur out of the Subaru. Well, maybe not that much but it sure seemed like it. Also, with fishing net in hand, I managed to catch another 3 frogs and take them over to our Park's pond. That makes 15 now. Despite our cloudy morning, we ended our day under sunny skies.
The Bayfield Garage called this afternoon saying the Jeep was done so we picked it up. They said it needed a new battery. I'm still not convinced but we'll see if the new battery holds it's charge over the next few days. The first thing I did with the Jeep when I brought it home was to hook it up to the utility trailer and haul a load of branches to the Park's recycle area. I shut the Jeep off to unload the branches and 'Wowzers' it started right up again when I was ready to go. I hope my luck holds:))
|A SPANKING BRAND-NEW BATTERY|
|ANOTHER LOAD OF BRANCHES FOR THE RECYCLING AREA|
|I DON'T OFTEN LEAVE THE RECYCLE AREA WITHOUT DRAGGING SOMETHING HOME|
I was on vacation, playing the slot machines. It was my first time in a casino, and I wasn't sure how the machines operated. “Excuse me,” I said to a casino employee. “How does this work?” The worker showed me how to insert a bill, hit the spin button, and operate the release handle. “And where does the money come out?” I asked. He smiled and motioned to a far wall before saying, “Usually at the ATM.”
A few 'addicted' jokes::
- They say one in every seven friends has a gambling addiction. My money's on Dave.
- I just got over my addiction to chocolate, marshmallows, and nuts. I won't lie, it was a Rocky Road.
- I'm embarrassed to say I got addicted to shoplifting but only from the bottom shelves in the supermarket. How could I stoop so low?
- I'm addicted to seaweed. I must seek kelp.
- I've been reading a book on anti-gravity, and now I'm so addicted I can't put it down!
- A bunch of batteries were gathering around in a circle. I guess they were having an AA meeting.
- I got home and someone had stolen all the carpets and mats. Police think it was the work of rug addicts.
A young and foolish pilot wanted to sound cool on the aviation frequencies. So, this was his first time approaching a field during the nighttime. Instead of making any official requests to the tower, he said: "Guess who?" The controller reached over and switched the runway lights off and replied: "Guess where?"