Our Location today is Windsor, Ontario.
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It seemed that I just could not remain comfortable throughout the night, whether in my Recliner or in Bed. Besides staring at the Ceiling or the Clock, I did manage to get some sleep in. At least that little bit, was enough that my skin did not feel like it was crawling.
Kathy was already looking out the Balcony Door at the dreary White landscape, before I served our Breakfast Snack and Morning Juice. By the time she sat down at the table, I was already bringing our Coffees over to our Computers.
After finally having a look at a few Blogs from our Sidebar, when we received a Telemarketing Call. After simply hanging up, we were back to doing what we are good at. Another thing we noticed were Southwest Wind Gusts of 46 MPH (74 KLH) starting to rattle the Privacy Panel on our Balcony.
For lunch, I thought that toasting some of our Month-Old Bread we have would go well with Baked Beans. It was enough to hold me over until supper, Kathy needed an Apple to tide her over.
I really wish the Weather Guesser on the “6 o’clock Local News” would start giving our area a better forecast. Instead, we can expect more high Winds, colder Temperatures and more Flurries that could have higher accumulations.
I was just about to make up supper, when I received another Telemarketing Call. As soon as the Computerized Message started, it was history.
It was not until I sat down to write this Blog, that I remember that in Canada, we have a “Do Not Call List”. If a company continues to call, you can report them and they will be Fined. Once you register your Phone Numbers, about a Month later, those calls should end. The problem is, you have to renew that registration every Five Years, and I last did it in 2020. Tomorrow is really going to be busy.
We later watched “The Pitt” for entertainment.
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Be Safe and Enjoy!
It’s about time.
Krackers
When does a joke become a dad joke?
When it becomes apparent.
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