Whew!

I arrived home from work this morning to find police cars surrounding my elderly neighbor’s house. There were several policemen in the front yard talking and I thought the worst.  I walked down the street  after pulling into my driveway to nosily find out what was going on.  I would hate for something to happen to Mr. Ed.  His deceased wife taught me piano for over ten years. He has often said that I probably went a long way to sending one of his kids to college with all the tuition my parents paid for piano lessons.   

“He’s just a little mixed up,” a policeman kindly told me. “We have an ambulance on the way which will take him to the emergency room to get him checked out.”

I walked back to my house hoping they would call his children.  Ed needs assisted living as soon as possible.  I think the time has come where he can no longer live alone.  I called dad and told him.  He said he was afraid this would happen soon.  Dad said he was in Dr. Kamath’s office the other day for an appointment and he didn’t actually have an appointment to see the doctor.  I shuddered at the thought of Ed driving down busy highway 29 in the middle of the day.

A Night that Flew By…

I had a great night at work that just flew by.  I love nights like this.  I set up some TVs for display and stocked items for the rest of the night.  I had all the TVs tuned to CNN’s Headline News last night instead of the “Wal-Mart Channel” and wondered why the news always seems to be negative and not positive. It seems like the middle east is a row of dominoes ready to fall.  I only had four customers for the whole night which is pretty typical for me.  One customer was looking for a new digital camera.  I am biased toward Canon digital cameras and have had the best luck with them. Nikon is a close second. Another customer wanted an HDTV over-the-air antenna.  I astutely told them that they can still pick up the basic HDTV channels if they have basic cable.  Our cable company doesn’t advertise this hoping you will purchase the HDTV channel lineup.

The Dogs Must Have Their Biscuits…

I was greeted by Anne’s welcoming voice as I pulled up to the drive thru to order my biscuits this morning.  She said she hated to be at work so early – that they’ve had her working afternoons instead lately.  I joked about this being the dog’s “Happy Meals.”

“Your not going to get your biscuits as well?” she asked.

“I’ve got a crockpot of spaghetti sauce waiting on me when I get home,” I replied. 

She said that sounded delicious and that she wasn’t much of a cook.

Faux Spring?

The weather has been uncommonly warm around here lately.  I told dad last night that we were having our faux spring.  A certain deeply purple flowered weed is blooming in everyone’s yards that just looks beautiful.   The grass is also greening up as well.  I just drove over to get my cokes in a t-shirt and shorts.  My favorite Vegan Twitterer is posting messages that its been in the eighties around Orlando. 

“This is going to kill everything if the weather turns drastically cold again,” dad told me which worried me.