So that was pretty much the week. I’m busy at work, but once I got my head wrapped back around it all, it started to make sense again and some smart-sounding words came out of my mouth. We had a day-trip to Chicago on Friday to view some research studies, it was a quick day, in and out. I met a man on the flight back who I believe was interested in this tasty little treat I call ME. Kenny better watch out! He gave me his business card, he’s in the dental industry and is gonna hook me up with some tooth whitening stuff. I’ll be happy to swap him some social expressions product for dental care! Kenny didn’t seem too threatened.
As a result of all that, I had a dream last night that there was a dude who was a Kayak-er for a living who was trying to woo me away from Kenny. Dream Kenny told the guy, “You can have her, but you’re going to need to get a better job than kayaking, she’s expensive.” Real-life Kenny thought that was rather humorous AND true.
So. We purchased YET ANOTHER coffee pot yesterday. Ours works fine, but you can’t brew with the lid on because it doesn’t always work well, as evident from past posts. So we have yet another one to try out. This will be something along the lines of 5 coffee pots since I’ve lived here. I still have my old trusty Mr. Coffee in the basement. If this new Cuisinart doesn’t work, we’re digging that one out and using it. It has never failed me, and has actually been with me through two marriages and divorces. That’s a pretty good track record for a coffee pot!
I spent a little time this afternoon sorting though all my vacation souvenirs. It was a bit of a project, stuff is everywhere and I had to gather it all up. It was the first time Kenny even saw the stuff I purchased. I picked up a few cool things, some French linens for Ken’s mom while we were in St. Maartin, and from the flea market in Haiti I purchased a handmade wooden tray, a wooden globe and some pretty nifty little wooden storage containers. There was other miscellaneous junk, in Haiti they keep throwing stuff in the bag for you, but for the most part I’m happy with what I hauled home.