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Fact: The inventor of Vaseline used to eat it. – Robert Chesebrough invented Vaseline in 1872 as a medicinal product. Chesebrough discovered that oil field workers would use “rod wax” or residue from oil rig pumps on wounds and cuts. He took samples from the field and eventually patented Vaseline in 1872. It is said that Chesebrough ate a spoonful of Vaseline every day until he died at 96.
The wind was going full blast this morning, so we decided not to go into the yard but to stay in the office and complete all of our tax preparation work. Scout and I did wander out in the yard and visit froggy, who was driving his bicycle at roughly 742 mph.
I remember when that poor frog weighed about 50 pounds now, he’s down to about 35; hold on, I think I’ll get on his bicycle with him!
We are moving right along!
When we walked into the backyard, I noted that the lime tree was getting “wilted and yellow.” I stuck my finger in the ground around the base of the tree, which by the way, was covered with Italian parsley. The parsley was so thick that the water was not getting through to the tree’s roots. I tore the parsley out, roughed up the ground, added fertilizer to the surroundings, and watered it very well; I expected to come back to health in a few days.
The limes await picking!
We had a delightful lunch outside on the patio before getting ready to do some errands this afternoon. Our chores consisted of going to the post office to return some Amazon orders and visiting the market for some necessities.
At 3 o’clock, we headed to the gym and stopped by the cleaners on the way so I could pick up my clothes for this weekend’s dancing. We arrived at the gym at 3:15 PM, right on time, and we spent the next hour working up a sweat. Our instructor was surprised when I told him, “My idea of exercise is a good brisk sit.”
Going on two days a week is good for us, and we feel loosened up and refreshed.
After leaving the gym, I decided I really didn’t think I needed buns of steel. I’d be happier with buns of cinnamon!
I am convinced that the word ‘aerobics’ came about when the gym instructors got together and said: If we’re going to charge $10 an hour, we can’t call it ‘jumping up an.
Instead of calling my bathroom the ‘John’, I call it the ‘Jim.’ That way, it sounds better when I say, ‘I go to the Jim first thing every morning.
On the way home, Mary spotted a friend from the Packard club, and he was stopped with the police officer behind him; the hood was up on his truck. Bill is probably in his 70s, and he is one of the “car guys.” We drove a couple of blocks and then turned around and pulled up behind the police officer. Bill’s truck but apparently “crapped out, “and the police officer is helping him use his new cell phone to call AAA. We stayed until AAA showed up and had his rig in tow to his house.
From there, we went to Home Depot and got some tomato cages and mulch, plus some saucers for the front porch. By the time we got home, it was getting dark, and it was getting frigid, so Mary went in the house and fixed dinner while I put down the saucers, the mulch and installed the tomato cages.
We hope the mulch assists the tomatoes in turning red!
We watched that goofy series called “Eureka,” It was getting a little goofier than we could handle, so we decided to hit the sack and read.
We brought the roll-around TV to dinner with us!
Too way out for us!
I finished my book before going to sleep; the book was “savage justice,” an exciting read and the second in a series of ten.
As I dozed off to sleep I could not help myself and therefore I asked Mary, “What do you get when you cross a rooster with a duck? A bird that wakes up at the quack of dawn!”
