Ah, it's the little little little things...

Completely busted the shower today. Had to take a bath and wash hair with Lilo's yogurt tubs.... By the time I got a snuffly and runny nosed L dressed and ready, the hardware store was closed. So no new shower head and stem till tomorrow.
I've been surviving on packaged Weight Watchers cuisine for weeks now, since I HATE to cook for myself alone.
And I own a clorox mop... and swiffer pads. Like mac and pc NOT compatible. oy.
Thank heavens for grandpa Robin, who came over and was full of good cheer. We had lunch at the Americana cafe just across the street. V. Sweet. I had a Turkey club, which only whetted my appetite for t. turkey.
T is in previews for " The Jacob Marley show" and I'm prepping to teach at SCR's Neighborhood conservatory.
Sounds more impressive than I feel, really.
love and oy.
(PS I have spent more money at Target in the last month than I make in a month... oy oy oy, but hey, the Mizrahi stuff is soooooo coooll!
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No Time for Turkey

No leftover turkey this year, we went to a friends house and have NO leftover's in the fridge. I miss the delicious carcass. and the leftover greasy 900000 calorie stuffing. Am tempted to cook a gobbler tomorrow JUST for the leftovers! MMMMM... sandwich... sourdough... mayo ..LO potatoes... LO cranberry... LO stuffing.... skin skin skin!!!! JD's food was so delicious.. we should've absconded with the contents of his fridge!
There was a guy frying a turkey on Wednesday down at the Vons... Oh how I longed for a crunchy nibble. I do love the turkey meat. GO L--Triptophane!

I had a major Abbot and Costello moment today. I took the nasty ol' shower doors off the tub and tried to take 'em down the elevator quietly to deposit 'em in the recycling. However the dang things are heavy and as soon as I got one loaded up into the elevator, it would go, leaving me to load the other door into the other elevator. Which left me pushing buttons in the lobby trying to get the elevator with my door in it to come back down to me, which it stubbornly refused to do. I finally had to ride to the 6th floor and contrive to push both buttons at once so that I could deposit my doors in the bin .. ah the joys of apartment living.