At Rosewood Market, I bought kale and rice noodles, each of which was $2.99. So I said to the teller, "It's a beautiful day today at Everything's $3!" Which drew a smile, fortunately. (I would call her older, since she has white hair, but she's probably younger than me. That happens a lot lately.)
I'm a bit weatherish and should probably not risk infecting my dad, but Margaret wants to visit and I'm her ride. So I'm hitting the Listerine hard and making chicken noodle soup (what the rice noodles were for) and planning to hold my breath a lot. Or, I dunno, go to the big and tall shop and try to find him some warmer clothes for the colder weather. It happens to be conveniently located. Kismet, I'm thinking.
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