That Crazy old woman!

Since she got new shoes to  wear indoors, she needed some way to tell them apart from her outdoor shoes.  She decided to get bright red shoe laces, and the man at the shoe store recommended a shoe repair shop at a mall on North Henderson.  Off she goes, and finds the place and then bothered the poor woman for almost half an hour, before buying a pair of shoe laces for $3.97.  Leaving the mall, there was the most wonderful smell coming from the bakery.  So, of course every offering had to be considered and discussed, before a small purchase.  Then to Chapters at St. Vital to find out if Harlequin had ceased publication of their Super Romance books,as none have been found around here for two months.  This is important, as the books are large print, and something is needed for the hospital.  No luck there but a small purchase was made. then home for lunch.

But wait, where are the prescription bi-focals? Can;t eat without being able to read!  Tear the house apart!  Glasses are everywhere.  Every table, beside the phone, in the bathroom, but none are the "right" glasses.  Whoops, could they have been left with the poor woman in the shoe repair store?  Well it took awhile to get the phone number, as it was a new store, but we phoned.  She remembered us alright, and "no", no glasses.  Finally, they were found at the bakery.  David went on his own to get them,and there was no problem, as, I guess, they remembered him there, too.  All for a pair of red shoe laces--but they look really neat on the black shoes!

Monday, at the library, we found the latest Stone Barrington book by Stuart Woods. This is a lengthy series, with a continuing list of characters, some of them from other series, by the same author.  Not serious literature,by any stretch of the imagination, but a fun romp, regardless, althoughearlier ones had a bit more"meat" to them.  One would really have to read them, more or less, in order to get the full value, but they could be read out of order.  And the other series stand alone quite nicely.

The Art group I meet with had a cancellation in a workshop tomorrow, so I decided to go.  Have no idea what to expect, but then crazy old ladies never need to justify their actions.