No dancing. I've been having an intermittent earache for a few days. My sinus meds help, but if it's not gone by tomorrow, I'm going to hit the urgent care clinic on Monday.
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The nurse who had my cubicle seems to be very happy with her new office.
Do you know how much three and a half dozen tamales weigh? I don't either, since I was shorted by one, but after weighing two of average size for the lot and a little multiplication, I would say somewhere between 25 and 30 pounds is pretty much correct.
I carried them all the way from the northwest corner of campus to the southeast corner. It would have been much easier if they hadn't been packed in trays; I find heavy much easier to deal with than awkward. They spent 8 hours in the office refrigerator (I drove up to get them post rush hour rather than trying to wrestle them home on the bus at quitting time) and were still warm when I got home with them at 7:30 PM.
The exterior of the apartment complex I live in is being repainted. We got fliers a week or so back about lead paint. It makes me wonder just how old that ghastly mud tan paint job is. I will have to move my baby lilacs inside for the duration, it seems.
Otherwise, the plain chocolate chip cookies that the grandkids and I made for them to take home were a hit with my grandson's pre-school class. It seems that he took those that didn't get eaten on the weekend to school and shared them out.