7/25/2021

 

Weekly Update 7/25/2021

Not a whole lot going on again this week. I did go to City Hall on Tuesday, and as I was walking back to my car, I passed a gift shop that had a Savannah Banana onesie in the window. I couldn’t resist. I had to buy that for Adrian. Allen and I have Banana shirts, and now Adrian can dress as a fan, too.

Tuesday was also the library book club zoom meeting. The book I read, Last Days of Summer, a novel by Steve Kluger, was interesting. It was an epistolary novel, written as a series of documents (letters, report cards, postcards, telegrams, newspaper clippings and other documents). I liked that I we had to read a book in this style, because I have not read anything like this since Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, which I did not like. But I did like this book, and was glad I read it.

On my way to DH on Wednesday, I first stopped at the post office to mail the package to Adrian. And buy stamps, since I’m stocking up on Forever Stamps anticipating the price increase. The Post Office is terrible, and I may not be sending any more cards and notes through the mail any longer. On Friday, the birthday cards I’d mailed to Miranda on June 17 was returned to me, address unknown. Hummmm. I had the right address and I was pissed off. The post office has been screwing with me for a long time – not delivering packages sent for Christmas, not forwarding mail, returning mail. It’s getting worse. When I complained at the main post office (actually there is no main post office in Savannah – everything goes through Jacksonville), the clerk looked up the address and yes, indeed – it is a valid address. So, lets see if I understand this: the post office in Savannah can access the database to verify an address, but the Rochester cannot? I was told that where I had written the “1” and the “4” on the zip code may have been too close together to read. Really? It took longer for them to return the mail to me - FIVE FUCKING WEEKS - than it would have for someone to look up the address! So, a birthday card to a grandchild is not delivered, and I’m livid. The government continues to be more and more inept.

After meeting in Green Square on Thursday, I back to my old nail salon on Wilmington Island. The new place I had been to a couple of times in Pooler was disappointing to me, so I went back to where I knew they would do a good job for a pedicure for me. And they did. I guess I’ll have to drive back there to get what I want. At least for the rest of this summer. Perhaps next year I’ll try someplace else nearer to BP. Also, when we were in Green Square, look what drove by! You don’t see a car like that every day!

I was at DH thee times this week. I had my regular tours on Wednesday, I attended a tour of the Kennedy Pharmacy to see the renovations that are underway and to get an update on the progress on Friday, and I filled on Saturday because a volunteer had been exposed to COVID, and no one else was available. I’m going to be filling in for a few extra Saturdays in August, too, as people will be vacationing, and the remaining docents need to take up the slack. I don’t do anything else, especially on weekends when the pool is crowded and I don’t want to be there, so it hardly matters.

On Sunday, I met old neighbor, Barbara, at a Cracker Barrel near I95. She was on her way from her North Georgia home to Florida, and we agreed to meet up as she was driving past. It was good to see her again.  I was early to meet her, but I enjoyed shopping in the Cracker Barrel Store.  There was a really nice sea turtle print sundress that was nice, but it had no pockets; that's a deal breaker for me.  They also had old Fisher Price toys.  I was really tempted to buy the Talking Telephone for Adrian, but I'm pretty sure he will not lack for playthings!  I looked for the Skybar Candy Bar that I like, and I've often been able to find one at their candy counter, but they didn't have one.  I'd forgotten how cool that little store can be!