We don’t know where our refugee is; there has been no update. She is out there, though, and predicted to arrive tomorrow. She is probably watching Netflix movies as she travels along; who knows what goes on when the box flaps close and the taping begins.

Scooting over to another subject, I am considering taking my cow bag everywhere with me for the next few days because I upended a bottle of perfume in it. I did not know this, of course, until I put my hand in and it became wet and there actually seemed to be mini puddles caught in the bag’s creases. It is a perfume that has the designation  elixir under the fragrance name. Elixir – sounds like a snake oil salesman sold it to me, but really it is so nice smelling and, now, so gone. The cow bag smells good, though.

Gee, this is interesting. I was thinking about the “gone” aspect of incident and looked up the fragrance on the Internet and Amazon. com came up with a price almost three times what it is in the store. Jeez. Do you suppose some sellers are trying to take advantage of men who are just typing in a name that was on a list? Makes me think about checking out the range of prices when I look for something about which I know nothing.