Neither my parents, my wive’s parents, nor myself, nor my wives ever did or do store anything inside an oven. I always open it up and look before turning it on. Belt meet suspenders. An oven fire is not funny. Not one little bit.
Eyeglasses near boats always belong on a floating leash. Always. They can still get away from you despite that precaution, but it’s a lot harder.
The “Stealth Floater” model is my favorite. They’re also handy for keeping glasses in place on your face while bent over awkwardly laboring inside the confined spaces of a boat. Or while surfing.
Dinner for me was cold leftover groc store roast chicken from two nights ago and leftover green salad from my French-style breakfast yesterday. Some fruit and/or cheese will be round two shortly. Her Ladyship enjoyed the leftover dolmates she brought home from her lady’s luncheon.
My congestion continues unabated but my energy is holding up excellently today. So I’m healthier than yesterday in the ways that benefit me, but not yet the ways that benefit irk. Darn.