Good News! I don't have ringworm!

Today I was understandably freaked out looking at my chest in the mirror. Ringworm! Our friends had a bad ringworm incident recently so it's on my mind. I looked in the mirror and lost it when I saw those tell tale signs. 
It wasn't just one, it was dozens of ring shaped marks and a few contusions all over my arms, back, stomach.
 I ran to my partner
 "I'm infested with the ringworms Olive!" 
She took a look and then quickly began giggling. She followed the pleasure trail of clues. 
A couple hours ago she was having a kissing party, I was the furniture. 
The rings are from her facepaint. 
Her cheeks stamped circles backwards all over me. So there ya go. I cured ringworm.

outing with the misses

So. Y'ever got to get some Pho and have a bunch of folks in the surrounding tables taking your pic? Us too. So we were inspired to take these. 

People even sometimes visit our tables. Today a family appeared and thanked us for being us. 
I never get tired of that. The place is remodeled and the food was AMAZING. Olive had Pho and I had some Bun Thit Nuong. 
The waiter was laughing his head off that we ordered in his language. 
After a round of high fives he took off. 
Moments later the manager came by "Wut You Hav today?" I told her "Bun Thit Nuong" and she cracked up too while running away. Glad to see Pho Hung back up and running. We missed that place.

roomz

We live in a house that rents out rooms. They are always full since it's in a great spot for foodies and vacationers.
Tonight a room is open when it shouldn't be. 
We found out the lady who rented the room got delayed when a landslide took out the path in front of her train. 
She was coming in from somewhere up north when the heavy rains did their thing.
 I hear the train is tightly packed with people out in the dark. Wow. 
If you are in your own space consider yourself lucky. Apparently those folks out there are not having a good day. I hope her vacay works out better than it's starting.

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Shopping.

I'm a wiz at executing a shopping mission.

Waiting in line can easily take longer than the actual shopping. I know what I'm going to get and where it is before I even get in the building.

My partner notsomuch.

I'm married to a hunter gatherer who has the focus of an astronaut. Every bin and shelf is scrutinized.
Looking at the basket I can't complain. She selects and curates that trolley like it's gonna be a magazine cover.
It's also about quality, she gets only good stuff for our bodies. She has to justify getting things for me by telling me how cheap it is.
"Don't worry I found this in the trash can next to the discount bin"
It's so hard for us to get more than a couple nickles together I feel bad buying myself anything.

O knows it's worth it for us to have good fuel.
She does what she has to do and keeps me on my game.
I got the job (Olive comfort object) by being patient and thoughtful, still I have to work on it.
I can't just hand her her teacup.
I show her the tea, let her grab the handle, let her hold it to her cheek feeling the warmth.
Next, she mouths the words "I love you" then I can slowly distend my arm and smile while she takes a sip without ever breaking eye contact.
Anything less is a joke.
You don't toss Olive her tea like it's a plastic bag at a garage sale. lol.

While we were shopping yesterday we met a codger who claimed to be a fan.
He said he hasn't seen us in a long time.
Tom and his wife enjoyed watching us roll by all the time but our migrations changed.
They were worried we may have been hurt or gentrified. When we mentioned that we have been together 10 years and he thought that was real cute. He has been with his spousceepoo for 56 years.
I bet he takes his time handing over tea cups too.

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