First and most important, a Happy Birthday to our resident nurse and all-around good chum, Boo! I’m glad you got yourself borned.
There are a million stories in The Naked City, and you can witness some of them on the bus. The bus home post-shots picked up a homeless woman. A few minutes after she sat down by me, she bent over and started sobbing and wailing loudly. I asked if she was OK. No response. The bus driver said she’d hit her head before boarding. I asked her again. No response. The driver asked if she wanted the paramedics. No.
At the bus station, I picked up her multiple handbags and asked where she was headed. She wanted to go into the terminal. We sat down in there, and she said her teeth hurt badly. She was heading to a friend’s house so the friend could take her to the hospital. She asked me to find her Tylenol in one of her bags. I’d never looked in a homeless person’s bag before. You name it, it was in there, most of it sticky. She took the Tylenol (I checked the tablets to make sure it was Tylenol.), and a little later, I got her and her stuff over to the right bay. My bus had arrived, so I asked a cop to ensure she got on her bus when it arrived. He did. I sure hope she’s OK.
Here’s where I was stupid. I didn’t wear a mask, and I had to lean close to her most of the time. When I gave her the Tylenol, her hand was hot. She said the fever was from her teeth. I hope so. I used sanitizer ASAP and am glad I’m fully vaxxed. I hope that isn’t self-centered. She’s the one who’s sick, homeless, and in pain.
Spicey, I don’t think sugar withdrawl makes you tired, but I bet it gave you energy so you didn’t realize how tired you were. I hope you have an easy supper planned or that Mr. Spice or Herr Uber is in charge of dinner.
flyboy, your hummingbird feeder is heated? Or lit? Or it hums?
swampy, yay for preventing getting bugged by bugs.
26 years where the deer and the antelope play, and I never got to try antelope (just venison, elk, and assorted birds, none of which I liked). What was it like? Was it gamey?
Geez, how many times have I said THAT after a date?
I love dogs that howl. My English setter howled, but only at certain sounds. Once I dashed home from work in a big hurry, and he was sitting in our driveway. I honked so he’d move and let the truck in, and he howled. Honk, howl, honk, howl. It was the Horndog Duet. Selective deafness meant my yelling did nada. I finally had to get out and walk him into the house.
I heartily agree! Every office should have a dog. Except maybe the allergist’s. Also, I hope the plumbing work goes swiftly now.
pilot , I admire your calm, sanguine attitude. It must make travel so much more pleasant! And yay for a few extra days of tropical fun!
I had to do that when my son was in high school. We lived in Town A, but the high school there had little to offer him, so he rode with me to the school where I taught. Very convenient, plus we had lots of time to talk. PLUS he scraped the windshields for me. 
