I was talking to David the other day and we got cut off due to cell service and later he said he was calling me from Bell Buckle, Tennessee... I thought he was just making up the name; in fact, I thought he said BELT Buckle... but as it turns out, it's a real place..
He adds: It really is a place - and this is downtown - along with a photo from inside the
famous Bell Buckle Cafe where I had lunch today. The Moon Pie festival is
I'm still a purist about using "literally" the old-fashioned way. No "my head literally exploded" for me... so I will properly say that Mary's Christmas cactus which just bloomed is LITERALLY a late bloomer.
I got an email, which I didn't know was spam or not, from TD Ameritrade, where I do have an account telling me my account had been compromised and to call this 800 number. I didn't trust it, but the email looked fairly legit (no spelling or grammar mistakes) so I called the number on the website. As it turned out, someone had tried to log in to my account and so they put a lock on it and I had to reset my user name and password.
This took about 30 minutes including a trip to India where I was transferred. I thought I was almost done when the Indian guy tells me "one more thing" -- and how I needed to have a "secret verbal password" --- I didn't know if he were kidding or not, but he wasn't... so my secret verbal password is for if I telephone TD Ameritrade. So I asked him if there was a secret handshake too and he actually had a sense of humor and invited me to India so he could teach me the secret handshake.
No doubt, in a few years when we look back at these security measures the same way we see 1980s style men's shoe size cell phones... I had never heard of a secret verbal password, but now I have one.
Got an email from my (so called) best friend taunting me and saying "Guess where we are." I looked at the photo and saw:
J'd know those cheesy biscuits anywhere... Fran and Mary slunk off to Red Lobster... and so I played the poor pitiful me card and said that I had just had a can of Progresso soup and a stale bagel which I had to toast to de-stale it.
Think there was any compassion? No.
We have this gruel to eat. Yuk. Lobster, shrimp, salmon, mashed potatoes corn
and green beans. We are longing for a can of Progresso soup and a stale
Teddy is set for his first outing in the snow with his new boots... here's how he got the boots yesterday, according to Barb:
Came home from bridge tonite and took Teddy out. Go
across to Teddy Roosevelt Park right there on Columbus. Walking around and I
see a neighbor who lives on 81 closer to Amsterdam. A young man with two
shepherd like dogs that always says hello to us. We stand there and the dogs
play and he starts talking about the weather tomorrow and I say I am worried
because I dont have boots for Teddy. The long and short of it, he has a set of
boots that dont fit his dog. We walk to his house and now Teddy has boots.