It's early in the morning, and cool. A wonderful break from the hot and humid weather we've been having.
People bring their dogs into the store, and I'm really enjoying petting a dog again. It almost makes me wish... Nah. No. Huh-uh.
Tim got his new car inspected. He drove me down so that we could pick up the car. I got home and in the driveway. "Tim?" I asked. "Do you smell brakes burning?" I thought it was me. He says he thinks it's the new car. The fun never ends, people. Really.
Other than that, not a lot to report. The grandbaby's heartbeat is posted on line. It is an amazing moment, the first time you hear that, and I remember vividly, hearing the heartbeats of my own three for the first time. Where have the years gone?
Folding laundry, and I came up with an amazing thought: all of those 'economic indicators'. We can do away with them. What do people do when the times are hard? They put off buying underwear. Nobody sees them but the person you love, and they love you even if your underwear is shot. So you save those pennies. And then life gets easier, you have money rolling in again, and what's the first thing you do once you decide that you're on solid footing again? You buy a package of Hanes. You walk around in new and comfortable underwear and you feel like a million bucks. So I say that all our government has to do is take a look at underwear stock. Are women buying underwear again? Then our economy is on the upswing.
(Note: you can not use Victoria's Secret as an indicator. There are too many men who buy the stuff in bulk because they've seen Angelina Jolie or Jennifer Anniston looking good in stuff like that. It's got to be the practical cotton panties that practical working women buy for themselves.)
That's it really. Gotta get ready for work.