Daily Notes- January 16

Update: Surprise!!!  Today at the Phone Store it's buy one and get one free.  So--G was buying one and now daughter gets one free.  And I get G's iPhone (way fancier than I need).  And the oldest phone--will get recycled.  They are coming home to get passwords.  ???

Men.  I've always liked the way a well dressed man looks.  I've been enchanted by a few men while working at the library and then the greenhouse.  There is a Pinterest site of --do they call them metro-sexual?-- men in the most wonderful clothing.  For awhile I was collecting pictures into my own file but-well, I don't even know how to access it anymore.  It's been so long ago--and I am so forgetful regarding entry codes. But this picture from somewhere--brought it back to me.

The sun is finally coming out. Today is phone day.  Daughter and husband are going together and will be gone quite awhile if past service wait times are an indication.  But when they return--so will my little old iphone.  With a new number.  And I will be waiting in anticipation of taking a picture.  I can't decide of what.  So many things have been happening here.  Un-pictured.

I feel like baking something.  I have one pie crust left over from the holidays.  I could make a pumpkin pie.  Or a loaf of the orange cranberry bread.  Or some cookies.  G loves cookies. I almost always make him cookies and rarely to never make cookies for myself.  I rarely do much of anything for myself. Even the dog comes first before me.  Well, the dog comes first before anyone.  He's barking right now to hurry G along for his walk.  But first they have to get his little blaze orange vest on him.  So G can find him out in the woods.

They're off.  Sunshine today and 36 degrees.

Trump invited the House to lunch at the White House on Tuesday.  Catered in from McDonalds.  The photo showed a large table covered in stacks of quarter pounders (Donald's favorite) and salads and cookies. Packets of condiments in piles on the table.  But, sadly, the House members refused the invitation and Donald had to eat his lunch alone--with a knife and fork--cause eating with one's hands is ......ick!!! according to Donald.

I'm sure we, the taxpayers, picked up the tab.