Slow Moving Friday

I got up at 6 and started right in with a few household chores.  Did my usual routine and settled in with a poached egg to browse the net.  I was determined to get my "to do list" done no matter how icky I felt and I managed.  Just took a couple ibuprofen and am hoping tomorrow will be a perkier day for me.  I should have worked in a nap somewhere along the way but it's going on 4 now and that's a tad late in the afternoon to be napping.  Just have to work myself through this slump period and do better tomorrow.

I got a piece posted on  my Leader blog and I mailed off a letter, as well.  My biggest accomplishment, considering how much my feet are hurting today was to get the top sewn together on my latest quilt.  Even got the backing cut out and hopefully, tomorrow I can start putting it together.

I had to make a Walmart run for some batting and an ironing board pad so I chose hi-loft this time to see if I can't make this blanket fluffier.  Also picked up a package of socks. My feet have been so cold lately, it finally dawned on me that perhaps I needed heavier socks.  I seldom see anybody I know at Walmart because I don't know that many people in Port Angeles but I did walk out the door chatting with Denny North, who graduated a couple of years behind me.

My chest is hurting right now.  Doesn't feel like a cold, though, feels like a heaviness.  If they find me dead tomorrow, just tell 'em I had a heart attack.  I'm tempted to write "ha ha" after that but I won't 'cause at my age, heart attacks aren't all that funny!  Gees, but I can be morbid sometimes.

Sitting here looking out the window and there's three guys standing across the street making arm motions as they talk pointing at the empty lot.  One of the trucks says 'excavating' on it and I'm betting it's not a coincidence that they're standing where they are to talk.  Since the other two houses a little bit up the street are finished (one already has people living in it) I figured it wouldn't be long before construction worked its way down towards me.  The noise can get annoying but there's nothing I can do about that. Might move my computer to the other side of the house and work on the kitchen table.  I do have a large photo project I want to get going on.  Intend to scan what pictures in my collection that I haven't already and set them up in files with ID.  I read on Facebook this morning of how you can click on a picture and go down to "properties" to 'details' and write comments about the photo. That way it's always saved along with the picture.  I love doing stuff like that.

Continuing to watch Ray Donovan and House of Cards at night. Both shows have me roped in big time.  I'm listening to Middlesex on audio while I sew.  It was a Pulitzer Prize winner in 2003. I'm also reading  So Long, See you tomorrow that was a Pulitzer nominee in 1981.

I was browsing and came across some recipes for maple bars.  I do love maple bars.  And I think I might try making a batch to see how they taste. They're so expensive in the supermarket and the recipes all look fairly easy.  If I was to have to pick a way to die, I think I'd choose drowning in a vat of warm maple frosting.  I know.  That's just dumb!

My calendar for the rest of March looks pretty boring. A luncheon on the 21st in PT. (which I always enjoying going to) and a doctor appt in Sequim on the 30th (that I NEVER enjoy going to). Decided it was time, however, to see if this dang shoulder pain should still be causing me this much discomfort a year and a half after my replacement.  Oh wait!  I already talked about that.  Oh well, that's my life....repeat stuff 'cause I can't remember.

Another goofy dream last night.  Was on my bike and maneuvering it through peoples' homes making my way through odd shaped doors and windows.  Had a baby onboard too.  I was naked part of the time and it really bothered me that everyone could see my fat.  Ha!  I guess it's not hard to analyze what THAT means! I never seem to be in pain or moving slow in my dreams.  I'm walking great distances and riding my bike for miles and miles.  And I'm doing it easily. I still haven't quite figured out, though, why I sometimes walk my bike through peoples' homes and neighborhoods and shops.  I'm pushing that bike into the tightest places. Kind of like Alice in Wonderland.

I see Dr. Carson decided to withdraw from the race.  I liked him a "tiny bit" at first but once he started saying "you know" it was all over for me.  And then when he told his supporters to vote for Trump, I thought GAG ME!  Another who doesn't seem to think for himself.  Kasich is the only one left I like. Cruz just makes my stomach hurt and he doesn't even have to talk!  My name will be in an ad in the Leader next week supporting Hillary anyhow.

Well, guess I'll go stick a little short rib in the oven for supper. Gonna have a salad with it and that's it.  Well, dessert too, I suppose.  'Ya gotta have dessert.

Three pictures I saw on Facebook that Kelly Brebberman took after the big storm the peninsula had....

And here's one Mary took of Jake and Andy playing kitchen with the large box Mary decorated.