I bought a bag of these the other day. They aren't bad. They aren't a home run with me, though. They really DO remind me of puffy Cheetos without yellow dust ... just not quite right.When DH makes a certain sighing exhale, it's an indication that things are not quite right around here. He made that noise today, then showed me today's mail. There's a problem all right, and I know what I think it is .... but it's only a guess. What am I going to do about it? Not much, unless I get a phone call, but it's unsettling.
I passed my resume in for a job that 1) I know I can do with one hand behind my back and 2) pays well. I would like a phone call from them also, if the phone call fairy is listening.
I see a crisis on the horizon. All is not well. I wonder if it will sail past, or come steaming up river to my door?
4 comments:
May all crisis' pass away like a breeze. I have fingers crossed for you.
Good luck with the job.
Blessings on Bets, who shines so bright.
She is my friend, like a star in the night
ucky! may the ucky float by!
hurry up phone, it is so hard to type with crossed fingers! give her the job!
Hope you get the good phone call, and not the bad one. Fingers crossed on both counts.
Good luck with the job! I hope you get the right phone call.
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