You know, preparing. Just in case.
With all the antics with the American government, CDC, allowing flights in from West Africa, and the Texas hospital, it seems to me that the red tape or whatever power trip these peeps are on have clouded their judgement.
Maybe our government wants to just knock more than a few of us off. This is a possibility, you know.
Besides, all the stuff above, I took time to hang out with the Glowstick. Took him to the Great Explorations Museum.
Here he's playing doctor.
Pic by Shelly Arkon
Here he's a pizza chef.
Here he's milking a cow.
And if I haven't been playing with the Glowstick, my ears have been steaming over my computer. It hasn't worked right in two weeks.
Yesterday, Skinny-Computer-Guy fixed it. But I've got another problem. Remember my duplicate chapter 37 in Killer Stilettos? Now it's completely missing along with chapters 38 through 60.
Despite that and the Ebola mishaps, I've been looking up a lot lately. The Florida sky has been awesome. And too, I've been celebrating Sukkot. But there is no way I could talk the Sweetman into putting up a tent. He's not a camper whatsoever.
So how is everyone else doing?
Hugs and chocolate!