Tomorrow is my last gyno appointment. It will be one of the stuffing the turkey if you know what I mean. He wants to check and make sure the internal stitches have dissolved and everything feels right. Since there is nothing there, don't know exactly what he is going to feel, but have at it.

I heard the Oscars were horrible last night. Lots of racist jokes and such. It is sad it bleeds into everything now. We are lucky as we are treated nicely where we live.
I am making meat loaf and scalloped potatoes. No potatoes for me, just salad and fruit with my meat.
They have done it again. They completely rearranged the shelves in the commissary and boy did they screw it up this time. They had pain relievers all by themselves by the snacks, then the rest of the medical stuff like vitamins, heartburn, etc a couple rows over. They had pet food with human food and I could go on. The whole store was up in arms. They separated cleaning supplies from the laundry stuff. I wrote a scathing email to the guy that currently runs it. I told him Jack was a 20 yr veteran and had been retired 25 years besides and in all those decades not one commissary store had ever done this except this one and they had done it at least 3 times in 5 years. We were going back and forth trying to find stuff as were everyone else. On top of that, stuff wasn't all put out either. They usually carry 4 brands of fiber there wasn't any in the store. Then we again had to deal with the cashier issue. They had two, one of which told me she was closed and we went down to the remaining open one and the woman opened back up and starting checking again. I don't know if she didn't want to deal with me in a scooter cart or what, why I don't know as we have to unload our carts onto the conveyor ourselves, but by this point Jack and I were steaming and ready to just leave the stuff in the middle of the aisle and walk out. There was a line of people waiting and no one to check them out.
Jean: The whole stairs are wobbly so we decided we needed to change them so someone doesn't get hurt. I wonder why they aren't doing some kind of recall and fixing whatever is wrong with the struts or the cars in the first place. Jack is taking the MKS for its first oil change this Saturday. Hope you had a nice breakfast. Do you guys have Perkins restaurants there? That is where we go a lot. We have a Bob Evans, but it is way across town and we have a Cracker Barrel, but the chairs are so awful to sit on we hardly ever go there and we do like their food. I get the single egg benedict when I go to Perkins. I have a muffin with it but no potatoes.
Well gals I need to fix myself some breakfast. I bought some blueberry preserves yesterday and want to try it out on a piece of toast this morning. Have a good start to your week.



Stopped by the neighboring grocery store for a couple things I forgot yesterday at the other store. I need to get busy on the deep corner cleaning since I have both crafty club and card club here in a couple weeks. My heart is not in that today but I need to get started. I thought I had posted yesterday, but obviously I did not. 
I should have said I love to go through stores to look at dishes, furniture, etc., just don't like clothes shopping and especially when I need something specific for a wedding, reception, etc. Are the crab cakes frozen ones that you buy at the store or freshly caught? I don't think I have knowingly had crab.
I do have a snake skin clutch purse that Bob sent from Vietnam, which I would never ever, ever never carry. In fact I don't think it's ever been out of the plastic bag it was shipped in.