I’ve been cleaning out the sunroom on and off for the past couple of days—clearing out a years worth of stuff gradually piling up there and putting it away in a permanent spot—mostly in the shed. For that reason I haven’t had much to write about.
I usually listen to an audio book as I work and today I was listening to one I had on my mp3 player. About 3 weeks ago, during the WOOT-off, I bought an accessory package for our Sansa mp3 players. Both Penny and I have one. We didn’t have protective cases for them. This accessory pack had 3 cases and an armband carrier in it and was cheap so I got it. I was using the armband today and the little rectangular piece of plastic that allows you to tighten the strap simply fell apart. It broke into 2 identical “L”-shaped pieces so I suspect the bond these together to make the piece. Mine must have been defective.
I checked my receipt and found the case had a 1 year warranty on it so I called the manufacturer. They sent me a form to include when I return the item to them. They will supposedly swap it for a new one. I was pleased that they responded nicely to a rather insignificant product they sell.
Most days we have an apple snack in the afternoon at 3 PM. We cut up an apple (we currently are eating Macintosh) and some cheese and watch the Ellen Show as we chomp. Each day when I cut around the apple core I think of my Mother. When she ate an apple all that she left were the seeds. She seemed to be proud of this and we always made a big fuss about it. In honor of my mom I usually take the square cut core that I remove from the apples and gnaw away the top and bottom to make a traditional apple core and not waste any of the meat of the fruit. If I remember accurately, mom ate everything but the seeds so as not to waste anything –a habit developed when food such as apples was more precious.
There is a Thursday night NFL game tonight. Last week one of my quarterbacks was playing so I had to decide who to play that week on Thursday. Tonight I checked again to see if I had any decisions to make. I didn’t but Christy had a quarterback decision to make. I called her about an hour before the game. She was still at work. I told her what was up and she said she would decide and take care of it. She also thanked me. One never knows how a player will do on any given week. Now that I alerted her to the situation I saw that she changed her quarterback to Bret Favre. At the 2-minute warning in the first half of the game he has made 14.72 points for her so far. That is good. I’m a little more relieved that I called her. I would have hated to be the cause of her losing a game. She has risen nicely to 3rd place in the league.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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