Susan Dennis (susandennis) wrote,
Susan Dennis

thinking on stuff

I took my phone over to the little market in the next block. I looked around for something to buy and wouldn't you know it? My focus went right to the high end ice cream shelf. Pecan Praline. I got a pint.

I told the clerk that the ice cream was an excuse to test and see if my Google Pay was fixed. She was all over that as a plan. It didn't work. Then she said 'let's go try this other terminal. this one is sometimes twitchy.' Sure enough, at the non twitchy terminal we hit pay dirt. Worked like a charm.

When I got home, I gave it a quick taste test. OMG. high end ice cream is my cryptonite. I will forever be morbidly obese as long as they keep making this shit.

I also spent some quality time with my spending spreadsheet. I also made a friendly-ish URL for it. I'm going to keep the year in one sheet with a tab for each month.

And speaking of spending... My new scheme of OK Google in the car is turning out to be pricey. My plan is $20 a month plus $10 per gig used up to 6. Until this month, I mostly used under a gig so my total bill was generally about $30. But, now, using data in the car for every trip, my bill is going to be closer to $40 a month. Still not horrible in the world of cellphones but is data in the car worth $10 a month? Probably. Plus, in a crunch, it would be a very easy $10 a month to cut back on. So maybe ok... maybe.

Apropos of absolutely nothing, a fashion rage right now is coveralls both the farm kind and the upscale fancy fashion kind. Both kinds, by the way, are stupid. This will become abundantly clear to all these women, the first time they go to pee in a pubic toilet and have to balance their purse and their butt while holding onto their coveralls so they don't drag on the floor. Seriously, those things may be lovely but are ridiculously impractical. Unless you never have to pee.

There's a very nice little smoked meat butcher deli sandwich shop around the corner. They have started selling baggies of their left over bits and pieces. All kinds of ends and odd slices of their various smoked meats. A very generous amount for $5 a bag. And they are called... Butt Bags! Which makes me giggle every time I open the fridge and see mine. I'm about to hit the bottom of mine so Butt Bag is now on my shopping list. I'm as easily amused as a 12 year old.

And, finally, I'm just about over the Ellen Show. Today was yet another day with an hour of a Kardashien. (I don't know if that is spell correctly and I don't care and I'm not looking it up. I don't want Google or Amazon to think I care.) I find myself fast forwarding through most of the show these days. BUT, I'm now totally addicted to the podcast that the staff does - Ellen on the Go. I love hearing about the behind the scenes shit. I think now, I'll just record and not watch until and unless the podcast mentions something I need to see. Then I'll look and delete. It's a plan!

Zoey is sleeping in her bed next to my chair. She was snoring softly a while ago and now she sleep purring. Loudly. That's one busy cat nap!

Oh, here's my latest shirt.


The front is expensive fabric so I only got a yard. The blue is a sheet I got at Goodwill a while back. I might shorten the sleeves but I might not, too.
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