Yeah, it's a crappy photo, but normally there would be a view of the mountains.
So, this is the weekend for reviews of our out-going and in-coming presidents. One FB post I read said we should all boycott the inauguration, I was a bit surprised that anyone ever watches it. I have never watched it. It's like any of the award shows....it has no basis in reality. Although it might be fun if something silly happened, and I must admit we have a higher chance of that happening with PE Trump. Maybe his hair will flop over and we'll see just how bald he must be.
Speaking of comb-overs, I was taking in a few of the old Star Trek reruns, and noted that Pavlov Checov (Walter Koenig) had one hell of a comb-over. Funny that I never noticed it before considering that I used to be an avid fan of the show in the 60's.
I'm expecting a repair guy to come and work on my treadmill tomorrow....I've been given an "estimate" ~ one hour of repair plus the trip charge (gulp) ~ depending on what they say, I may not have a treadmill anymore. I don't think it'll be much, because (ha ha) I haven't used it much this past year and probably just needs a bit of maintenance work. If it's totally gone, I will make arrangements to dismantle and remove, but I won't replace it. It takes up too much room in my already cramped mom-cave/office/depository of crap.
Miracle of miracles....I found the cookbook I purchased in New Orleans on Louisiana gumbo and soups. I have been looking for it for about a year, and I made up my mind that this weekend I would either find it or buy another one. And there it was in the armoire (which we use as another depository of crap) on the bottom shelf. It puzzles me that I didn't see it the other 8 times I went looking for it. It wasn't even hidden (there are 2 rows of books on the bottom shelf). ??????
My semester break is almost over.....school starts on Tuesday. I'm taking an online class, so I don't have to worry about driving anywhere. Considering it's winter and the occasional crappy driving conditions, I'm really glad I can sit at home in whatever comfy/ugly/sweatpants or pj's conglomeration I want to wear.
Well, gotta get ready for racquetball. Last night I wasn't feeling very well, headachy and a sore throat...I thought I might be coming down with the crap that has been going around (the gym sounds like a tubercular ward, and we've had a few people at work that were sick too). I took some ibuprofen and went to bed and this morning I feel fine. So it was either nothing, or I dodged a bullet.