Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Noted

Sunny day, warmish with cool breeze.
Long telephone chat with Luanne.
Trip to town to pick up new glasses.
Weird things. Might be a bit tough getting used to the reading-on-computer part.
But I'll give it three weeks and keep my fingers crossed.

Took Everett's refundables to the depot and dropped off the resulting $8.45 to him at work.

Picked up a bagful of groceries.

Walked in the door to find this on the kitchen table:

My note on top, Scott's beneath. 
So ... he is requesting a hearty late supper ...  then what does "Not K" mean?
It is a mystery.
Also, did we both make a K the same way?

I see one of them is out on a swather in the oats, as Scott had hoped for today.

3 comments:

  1. I think that is "IC" not "K".

    I've been away from home for 10 days and had forgotten how much I hate my laptop, but then I sought out my bloglist, and things got better.

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    1. I signed "K." Therefore he is "Not K."
      He had to explain it to me. D'uh.

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