If you like stream-of-consciousness posts, you’re in for a treat today.

I got one of those grabber thingamajigs yesterday. My CranioCradle ended up under my bed for the umpteenth time, and I decided I was tired of asking for Dan’s help retrieving it.

And, yeah Boomer is half retriever, but if it’s not a blue rubber chicken, forget it. Dan asked Boomer to go to Meijer for a waffle iron in 2015. Still waiting.

I did enjoy asking Dan to grab my grabber from the front step a little too much though. Related: I’ve got a new idea for a follow-up Alanis Morissette song.

I wasn’t opposed to having one of these things up until now. The problem was just remembering to buy one. But now I can get toilet paper out of the linen closet without asking Dan to use his tall person skills.

(He’s still on pet poop duty though. Don’t want him feeling like I don’t need him.)

If you’ve known us for a while, you might recall we’re suckers for naming plants and inanimate objects* around here, and I thought I might name the new contraption Jack. (It’s a reacher. Get it?) But if you’ve got suggestions, let me know. I’m going to postpone Naming Day for a bit.

In other news, I’m getting my second shingles vaccine Monday morning. My Covid booster ended up getting pretty red, swollen and itchy. In the shower I was like, check out my left delt! Until I realized I probably needed a Benadryl. (Latest labs showed my eosinophils were up. Thanks, chemo.)

I was going to say my immune system is trash, but I should be nicer to it. It’s doing the best it can with what it’s got.

Enjoy your weekend, kids! And stay vaccinated.

* See also: Chad, our robot vacuum; Pipsquatch, our mini Bigfoot lawn statue; Hal our linden tree, and Carl the Rescue Ficusᵀᴹ. True story: Carl would sometimes be put on the patio for drinks when it rained and we’d be all, “We told you to stay in the house!” Tap, tap. Is this thing on? Any Walking Dead fans out there?

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