Sunday Afternoon

Well, here I sit on a lazy Sunday. It's going on 4 pm and I've got"Alaska, the last frontier"
 playing on tv. Been watching various shows on the Acorn Channel via my roku and have been enjoying those a lot.

I've got a new jigsaw puzzle set up and will play with that throughout the week as the mood hits. Am also getting into my book about all the obits I've saved over the years. It was hard getting started but once I did, I was on a roll. Enjoying it a lot too. I'm doing the folks I'm writing about alphabetically and have started the B's today.  Have about eight pages completed.

I have to go to Poulsbo the day before Thanksgiving to get a shot in my back. They'll give me a sedative to halfway knock me out so I'll need a driver that day. I've got my fingers crossed that it helps as I'm finding being on my feet becoming more and more painful. Used to be I'd at least have a day now and then when I was halfway okay. Not so much now. Getting out of bed in the morning is probably the worst time of all. I use the walker to limp to the recliner and lay there with a heating pad on my hip sometimes for two hours, depending on what time I get up.  The pain clinic I went to in Silverdale last week was busy busy busy with people having as hard a time walking as me. Judi Robbins rode with me and I had to use my phone GPS because I wasn't sure where it was. I had been there last year although the address sounded different. And it was. This place was a huge new building three stories high. The one I went to was just a little clinic. Back pain must be a lucrative business.

Was amazing how smart the GPS lady was. Well, mostly. When we left the pain clinic, I set the GPS to go to the nearest McDonalds. I was hungry and felt I needed to reward Judi for sitting in the car waiting on me. We got there quite easily and I decided to just stay on that road as I was pretty sure that was the back way to Poulsbo. I keyed in Hoods Canal Bridge just to make sure. Everything was fine and I knew exactly where I was when I got to that big Poulsbo intersection that takes you to the road to the bridge. I just let the GPS lady continue to talk. Oddly, when it was time for me to turn left onto the bridge she didn't say "turn left". She said 'GO TO YOUR ROUTE"  (or something along those lines) By this time I was already on the bridge and she continued to shout at me GO TO YOUR ROUTE...GO TO YOUR ROUTE.  I had to tell her to shut the hell up!  haha

I set my three clocks back this morning but I couldn't get one back up on the wall in the kitchen. I was standing on a small foot stool and was just too unsteady to hit the nail so I asked my brother to come and do it for me. If he's going to live right next door, he's got to 4expect I'll bug him now and then. I have this little digital clock I can't for the life of me figure out how to turn back. I even went through my receipt box hunting for the instruction booklet but it wasn't to be found. I hope Dana can do it as I tried everything.

I went to a funeral for a classmate yesterday. Dave Brooling. My neighbor lady, Trish Murphy is a busy Catholic worker so she was in the kitchen helping out. Pictured here with Nancy Thornton and Collette Lechtenberg.

My pal, Mary Gaboury, called me from Yuma this morning so they're settling in down south. Unfortunately, both their cars were broke down so they were having to spend money to get them going again.

I have nothing on my calendar all this week so I'm hoping I can make good progress on my book. I am going to Elaine Arey's memorial at her house on Saturday and will get a bone density test and mammogram the following Monday.

Here's two videos I watched recently.

                                                             Glen Campbell and his mom

and Jay Leno interviewing teens about geography...