Grocery Gerbera!

Grabbed at the grocer two days ago. They are a much smaller Gerbera head than I’m accustomed to seeing, which is why they were grabbed at the grocer. Plus, you know, all those tones.

Help me, Rhonda!

In Other News ~

Dear Google,

You’ve got mail! My mail.

Stop it. Stop messing with my Inbox.

I don’t care what you think I want to see when I click on my Inbox. Your opinion doesn’t factor in. I care what I want to see when I click on my Inbox.

If there are 258 emails sitting there or 584 or 1,682 or a bazillion… and some may be five years old, I don’t care what your thoughts on that may be.

No. I do not want to hunt for them in All Mail. It’s not Google helpful. It’s not shiny. It’s not Xilint!

Stop truncating my Inbox.

In other words…

Keep your sneaky little fingers out!

Warmest regards,

Moi

P.S. I wanted to add Or I will snatch you bald-headed! But that would be rude, and show my southern roots.

Here be Friday.

I do do the occasional wee rant.

Never mind.

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1… Let’s have a whiskey. Or a whisky, depending on your or its origin.

Elen