I've lost track of the carved wooden cats and dogs. Which ones have been here and which ones not.
The morning paper had images of the dark side of the Moon. I wasn't watching the right channel when the images arrived on TV. But the newspaper had a large photo. Past visits were in 1969 and 1971..So I was correct in thinking I had been in the hospital with the delivery of one or the other of my babies watching them drop down to the surface of the Moon. They aren't leaving the capsule this time.
The days all seem the same right now--is that how it is as we get really OLD?....
I have gathered my longish hair into a small knot at the base of my head and neck and secured it with a few pins. It's escaping. As it always has done. I skipped a morning shower again as I was a bit shaky this morning....not a good time to take a fall. Naked. After breakfast is a better choice or mid afternoon.
CSI has been both disgusting and entertaining. And I recall the episodes as I have watched them many times over the decades.....Riley and I. Good times. Same with Law and Order. Old Friends.
Cross the street neighbors are back from a long vacation. Lights on in the house last night. Theirs is the only house I can actually SEE on this long dead end street. All the others are too far away or blocked by lots of tall dark trees. Or.... on the bedroom side of the house with the blinds closed.
If Son asks if I am feeling ABLE to do the walk to the end of the street and back as yet...my reply would be No. I have to work up to it again and not go far in the beginning in case I need to sit down. And there are no places to sit down on my street. I've considered carrying a folding chair....no..stop laughing.
Chair would have to have wheels- continue to stop laughing.