After lunch Terry said she needed retail therapy! I'm not sure who she is or what she has done with my sister.
But, I did go shopping with this imposter.
We went to Walmart for a few things on our list and then to Beall's Outlet. Nothing too exciting to report.
We recycled our newspapers at the Temple. The papers really pile up fast.
Went to the postal station. Terry's mail was in our box but mine was in a box only reachable by the jolly green giant.
A giant appeared and Terry recruited him. His wife was in a golf cart, probably wondering who is this woman propositioning my husband in broad day light.
We came home and finished the salmon, potatoes, cranberry (Ethel, your reminder duties have ended- thanks for your service) and also finished the key lime pie.
We need to only have pine floats for a few days. For those of you who are too young to know what is a pine float - here's the definition - a glass of water with a toothpick in it.
We both opened mail and Terry (or the person pretending to be Terry) is watching Shark Tank.
I don't see a support group for those recovering from the Shark Tank addiction.
I don't see a support group for family either. Maybe I'll have to start one.
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