Thursday, August 10, 2017

Laying Low

I've been trying to adjust the font on this blog but I can't seem to find exactly what I want. Think I'll keep trying...
How does this look?  Nope Not what I was going for.
Maybe I'll try this Times Roman. It seems to agree with my system this a.m.  Speaking of which... I've been off coffee for a while now but alas, I do believe coffee has not been the culprit in my little tummy problem.  So damn annoying to wake up and realize you're gonna' have  a "bathroom day."  At least half a day. If I'm lucky.  Wish I could pinpoint what the issue is.  I have been eating more fruit than normal and at this stage of the game, I suppose it could be that -- or not!  Could be just old age innards!  I guess I should be thankful I can stay home and wait it out.  Don't have any plans until Sunday and it had best not be an issue that morning -- or else!

I had a decent nights' sleep outside of the wake up calls to go visit Mr. John.  So sick of him!  And the dreams...oh my, I am a busy girl during the nighttime hours.  Skipped breakfast this morning except for a small piece of toast and a cup of tea.  Then I went through the house emptying out garbage pails as I have to pull the bins out to alley this evening.  Watered a few plants, front and back, mailed off a sympathy card, loaded the dishwasher, and now I plan on taking it easy.

Have to work on my photo IDing project as I'm trying to do a folder a day.  I'm in the aunts & uncle section now and today will be George and Lorraine.  It's actually kind of fun to restudy all these old photos and especially the backgrounds which sometimes get overlooked.  I've got a jigsaw puzzle set up nearby and one corner is coming along nicely. Otherwise, it's just my counted cross stitch sampler which I play around with in the evenings  while watching Hulu.  Been finding more stuff to interest me on that channel lately -- like Southland.  Also came across old Lou Grant stories.

Jenni came in early from spending the night over at their rental across town.  Poor Sammy just isn't faring well these past weeks.  Seems to have separation anxiety from Jen.  He never has been a dog you could take in the car as he's too nervous but yet when Jenni grabs the leash, he's eager and happy to head out -- knowing full well it means a car ride.  This morning he walked in slow and bent again and hardly moving.  Sometimes goes through the door and back again just as quickly like obsessive compulsive behavior.  Follow Jen from room to room (like he does at the rental) and cries when she goes in or out through a door that he can't follow.  She gave him a pain pill about an hour ago and I think it's taking effect as I noticed him barking at other dogs in the backyard just now.  When he's in one of these "depression moods" nothing can interest him.  Jen has left for a few hours and this morning he even followed me into the bathroom.  Doesn't usually do that so I'm thinking it's separation anxiety.

Jen forgot her cell phone so had to drive back across town and decided if she was going to go to all that trouble, she might as well hit the berry fields in Sequim and get some blueberries.  There used to be a time when I'd do that too but no more.  I have to use a walking stick just to get across my uneven back lawn and my low back sends me a whopper of a shooting pain every now and then -- always a big surprise -- and annoyance!

I had donated a couple of large teddy bears to the alumni assn to raffle off at our county fair booth (for kids).  Kris Logue makes up these fantastic gift baskets to raise money for our raffle and she did the same with the bears. She'll have them sitting in little chairs at our booth and added gift bags to 
each bear that holds Gummy bears,licorice, M&Ms, bubbles, popsicle molds, hotwheel cars, rubber ducks and an ornament-making kit.  So dang cute!




Now, why did this font switch back?  The settings on this blog are really difficult to understand sometimes.
Anyhow...... this neighborhood can be a noisy one when it comes to "critters."  The neighbor's chickens are cackling to beat the band right now. I assume they just laid some eggs.  Man, they're proud.  And then, of course, the dogs up and down the alley start in now and again. And the crows like to get into the mix as well.  Last night I was sitting in my recliner watching tv and I had to get up and go to the sliding glass door screen to look out and see which bird was tweeting so much.  Maybe I need to be on medication.  ha ha

Condolences to my friend, Ann Robson, over Issaquah way who lost her husband yesterday after a two-week coma he was in from his heart attack.  Doesn't seem like even a week can pass anymore without someone I know or know of, passing on.  Another lady from my class (Virginia Tomlinson) lost her sister, Judy, recently according to an obit in the Leader this week.  She was a class ahead of us.  And, of course, the tv news is talking about Glen Campbell.  Judy and Glen both suffered from Alzheimers.  A disease we're hearing about entirely too often these past years.

Here's a picture of Ann with Andy and two of their grandchildren at a baseball game and one I took of Judy when she was out walking downtown.

Well, I guess I'll go retrieve that handy dandy bottle of Pepto now as my poor ole tummy insists on reminding me she's not a happy camper.

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