Thrilling Wednesday report, see man:
Rather busy, si man.
Shoulder wasn't super-bad overnight, awake only a little before alarm we man.
We prepped for what we envisioned as a low-stress day with time for long-put-off projects, si man.
Of course, Mama T-B. called with half-a-Manyzen items, semi-aysheep senior she man man.
There went our morning and our day, sigh man.
We did accomplish almost all of the more crucial items, at least there was that man.
From Mama T-B., we went to Walmart for eye exam, see man.
Rx hadn't changed much but doc told us to get deeper lenses, ours not sufficient for Rx components man.
So this explains why we haven't been able to see out of more than half an eye all year, tell us first man.
We did get to visit ultra-foxy-but-married Indian opticianette, oh our God what a fox she man man.
She helped us find frames to accommodate our Rx, appreciative we man.
Frames were designer but quite cheap, F$WM.
Lenses, however, cost $Many00 -- si man, $Many00 -- man.
Afterward, we went into store, not as bananas with shoppers as we'd expected man.
We found 2 Italian Hero deli subs on last-fresh-day markdown, purchase F$WM.
Back at casa, serviced insistent miu, service miu we man.
Breakfast/lunch/din-din (at half-past Many [2+2] p.m.) was one of the Walmart subs*, ingest we man.
*bought as stated within the hour, F$WM
A siesta was then taken, zzz we man.
Shoulder awoke us, but toward siesta's end, acceptable man.
At Many (2x2x2) p.m., we decided to grocery for our sports drinks, running low we man.
Supermarket was a madhouse, people doing full shopping only then man.
Why wait so late, and why not do it in stages over a couple or Many days, huh man?
Fortunately, our experience wasn't so bad, no man.
We found all the necessary Manyzen Powerade Zero grape, find we man.
Store had coupons for "buy 2 Gatorade, get Many'rd free," note we man.
We got Many (2+2+2) Gatorade Zero grape, all that were there man.
We even stood on a nearby ladder to get them all, determined and financially savvy we man.
Mini-B. confirmed receipt of package of Many tinsel balls for mini-miu, grateful wee man man.
In short, we accomplished all but what we'd envisioned, one door closes another opens man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s Thanksgiving lunch is half an hour before noon, host ex-she man we man man.
After that, we envision a tryptophan coma, zzz we man.
However, Dollar General has several items on special, open Thanksgiving man.
Stay tuned on edge of seat for gripping, thrilling updates, si and ** man.
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We must also itinerary any GSs/ESs, thin weekend therefor man.
And that was/is our thrilling Wednesday, report we man.