Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Interesting day . . .


Went to see younger sister today instead of tomorrow because we're supposed to have lousy weather. She's got the makings of a cold coming on so we bumped elbows instead of hugs! Leave it to us to figure out a new greeting for sickies! I dragged her along with me to Target in Winsor to try to find a cover for the iPad 2 I inherited from son and his wife but was not impressed with anything there. All of the coverings were supposed to fit 2/3/4 but all had the camera cut out on the side and mine is in the middle. So when I got home P&D's Pop managed to squeeze my old iteration one cover on the newbie and did a few exacto cutouts and I'm off and running. The newbie is great for me because I can type so much faster on it. This is sweet. It came with a cover but I'm accustomed to the screen being protected and it wasn't on the iPad 2. With Grampa's ingenious help it is now and I can still prop it up for typing. Very cool beansies.

I've got to do a lot more playing with this gadget and I may get the hang of it. In any case Kiddo will like the fact that he can download better games. Went out to dinner with Oneco friends last night and it was so calm and restful to be out with such nice people. When we returned to their home before going in for a nightcap we were invited into the nearest garage and there was the Mrs.'s new car - a brand spanking new black Camaro. Wow, what a beautiful, wonderful, comfortable machine. I've never sat in a driver's seat that felt made to order; this seat fits to a T. They are both so pleased with their new vehicle and their grandson's only complaint is that it's a convertible!

Almost time to get the leftovers on the table. Since I always have lunch with kid sister poor Grampa has leftovers when I return from visits to East Granby but I did bring him a treat. Of course I shall have to share the pumpkin maple babycake with him even though I shared a chocolate peanutbutter babycake at lunch! Life is fine.

Quote:  The stoical schemes of supplying our wants by lopping off our desires, is like cutting off our feet when we want shoes.   _______Swift

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