Yes, we are back home in Kingston. Jerry is doing great. His hair is turning blonde again instead of snow white. His energy is returning. It is 7:30 and I just finished the dinner dishes. Jerry announced he was going out to work on his bulldozer. It has been quite a long time since he has felt good enough for that hard job. Some part broke on it, and EVERYTHING on a bulldozer is BIG and complicated and hard to get to, SO that means his knee has to be feeling very much better also! Praise God for that!
I interviewed two new girls for our store, and I hired them both yesterday. I believe they will both be great if I am there to help train them myself. I want to be sure they have plenty to keep them busy, and they KNOW the rules and regulations and tons of information required by Medicare/Medicaid. Both girls have great skills, and I am excited! And -- SO FAR -- not a tattoo in sight on either one of them. Our employees KNOW -- because I put it in writing -- how Jerry and I feel about tattoos. As far as we are concerned they belong in the underworld of gangs and drugs or in a bar or the Military or on Popeye -- not in a respectable place of business.
I am shocked EVERY SINGLE DAY at what walks into the doors of restaurants and grocery stores. Beautiful YOUNG girls with formerly flawless skin have tattoos covering their entire arms -- and their legs -- and their feet! It is truly the saddest thing. We saw a very young girl walking the "plank" as I call it to the Marina cafe a few weeks ago, and both her legs were covered with tattoos. She had on shorts, and I'm sure she was very proud of those tattoos. I wanted to CRY!
Look at this formerly very pretty young girl! I freak out over a tiny red spot on my cheek caused by blood vessels coming together and making a bump, and this lady has BLACK STARS all over her face! Who would hire her?
These people truly need something, and it ISN'T ink!
If YOU, dear reader, happen to be covered with tattoos -- or if you even have one tiny one -- and you are happy about it, that is wonderful. I'm just telling you how Jerry and I feel about them on our employees. YES, we are old fogies, but I think young fogies would be much more beautiful tattooless!
And HOW did I get off into all of that. Heaven only knows how my brain works.
Much more fun to talk about sewing or jewelry, huh?
You are probably wondering what "LIL" is. That would be Low Internet Land. It is a very distant relative of LOL! (-;
I better close before I get myself in deeper than I already am.
I just have one more thing to say:
GOD, PLEASE BLESS AMERICA!
We have a coterie of clowns running our government, and they could use an immediate injection of wisdom from above. They may not love you, God, but millions of Americans do, and I ask you to please bless America for all of us.