Still sick and dealing with a runny nose and possibly bronchitis.
On Saturday I was in Palm Springs for Mel's haircut appointment, and it happened to be perfectly timed with the city's annual Black History Parade down Palm Canyon Drive, just outside the salon's front door. I'll admit that I enjoy watching parades! This one was pretty typical of small-town parades, with high school bands, various drill team clubs, children's clubs, local churches, local law enforcement, and at least one celebrity, Super Model [sic] Beverly Johnson.
Melody was very happy with her haircut.
On Friday I left the keys in the ignition while getting gas at Costco, and the car locked itself as I was messing with the gas pump. I had left the window open about 1", enough to fit most of my hand through, but only at the top. Of course I left my phone in the car as well. I spent about a minute trying to figure out how I was going to deal with the situation; my initial thought was to go searching for my mom, who was buying pizza at the snack bar, because she had an extra car key. Then I decided that leaving would piss off everyone who was behind me waiting for a pump. With great determination I shoved my hand in the window opening, forced my wrist down the side of the window where the opening was barely more than a half inch wide (pretty much nearly crushing my poor wristy), and flipped the lock with my fingertips. My mom later said, "You should always keep your keys in your pocket," but nooo, I'm just going to make sure I keep the window all the way down from now on. I spent the rest of the day with a bright red line across my wrist. NO I'M NOT A CUTTER!
The tree is still loaded with grapefruit, even though we picked a couple of bags full and my sister gave them away to her coworkers. We even had a stranger come to the door today asking if she could pick a few. If you're in the local area and want a bag of grapefruit, let me know. They are around 99 cents each at the grocery store, or so I heard, so you're getting a nice deal here.


On Friday I left the keys in the ignition while getting gas at Costco, and the car locked itself as I was messing with the gas pump. I had left the window open about 1", enough to fit most of my hand through, but only at the top. Of course I left my phone in the car as well. I spent about a minute trying to figure out how I was going to deal with the situation; my initial thought was to go searching for my mom, who was buying pizza at the snack bar, because she had an extra car key. Then I decided that leaving would piss off everyone who was behind me waiting for a pump. With great determination I shoved my hand in the window opening, forced my wrist down the side of the window where the opening was barely more than a half inch wide (pretty much nearly crushing my poor wristy), and flipped the lock with my fingertips. My mom later said, "You should always keep your keys in your pocket," but nooo, I'm just going to make sure I keep the window all the way down from now on. I spent the rest of the day with a bright red line across my wrist. NO I'M NOT A CUTTER!


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