Daily Notes- Saturday, July 25th. Sunshine here in Maine and 77 degrees.

 Nuts.   Are Good For You. Also Electrolyte Solution.  Son hopes that stabilizes me.

I have a jar full of Pistachios.  But don't know how to spell it...so ran over to the bookcase and the dictionaries etc,,,, In the end, found the word on a recipe card.  That just "happened to be on the shelf" things like that happen every so often to let me know I'm not traveling alone so to speak.

Phone call from the same recorded guy who says his name and then clears his throat...this is when I hang up.  Five or more times a day...when it's a real live person on the line I talk until THEY hang up.  At this point in time...the real live ones have crossed my name off their lists. Success!!!!!

When I worked at the Magazine Job I discovered that the people I was talking to were actually Good Behavior Guys in Prison.   Good Behavior got them a telephone job and extra cash.  Life Lessons at Every Job I Ever Had.  I had a telephone sales job..........jeez.   I moved on to a  Newspaper Job.....better.  Then I moved on to an Art Job.  Magazine Illustrations.....husband came home shortly after I got settled into the Art Job and said- "Pack things up we are moving".   

If I could TurnBackTime- my reply would have been- "go by yourself...I'm staying here".

Sigh......so. what are you doing?????  I have PBS Cooking Shows lined up. Lidia. "just like that". I also have another few books to read and if it were humanly possible (for me) A NAP.  The tendons in my neck are so tight I feel like they will crack into pieces one of these days.

Moving to the couch and my neck pillow.....take care, have a good day.

Friday July 24th.....Sunshine here in Maine.....81 degrees

 Tomato Sandwich.

Eighty One degrees.   Sigh.   Son has gone to lunch and THEN when he gestured back home we will do Library and Grocery Store....  I was very very slow getting out of bed this morning...some of it was Summer and some was just boredom.  Another Day- Just like all the Other Days.

Days were more interesting when I worked....never knew what was going to happen at the greenhouse.. Also days were not boring living with someone with Memory Loss...always on my toes....waiting for him to try and wander off...in the car.... Why my heart didn't fail...is something I will wonder about... always.

So I should be making a grocery list...what to eat next week...but I still have plums from last week's shopping.  I did eat the bananas.  

He's back from lunch--- I need to pee and then we'll get in the car....

Daily Notes for Thursday July 23rd. Sunshine here in Maine.

All time favorite.

So. another Sunshine day.   Yesterday I took the clippers to a very large false indigo.  They start out so small and then BOOM they are laying sideways in the lawn.  Just a touch of that indigo blue in the few pods that have broken open... too heavy to hold themselves up.  I cut them at about 8 inches of stem above ground and then carried the 2 or 3 feet of TOP to the compost.   My plan was to cut one clump down each day.   Perhaps that wasn't a great plan.

Today I may clip a few stems with pods peeking open... let them sit in water awhile so I can see if they are full of ANTS before trying to bring them into the house.

Plans are nice things to have...even when they don't work out.  I may shorten the cut and have a few in a vase...I do love indigo blue.  I did have a wide long indigo blue shirt...someone borrowed it...never returned it.   I'd be wearing it....now.

Another book I thought would be great was not...so my Library Return Bag is getting full.

I watched Vintage PBS last night- I watched them cheer as the probe they had launched to Pluto finally arrived and made one orbit around the tiny planet before exiting.  Taking pictures that took so long to finally arrive.  Dark Matter was discussed.  It is now the Big Topic.  I keep these Space adventures recorded.   One Aunt gave my brother and I books one Christmas.  My book was about being a Nurse and his book was about a guy going out into space.   I read my book and then read his book.... kept them both.

Street paving continues...   Son has a note on the back door- Paving-so he reminds himself not to go the "usual" way.  Well, there is the Morning Newspaper to read.... yesterday some guy was setting fires in stairwells....in New York City.  They had him on security cameras but didn't catch him.

Oatmeal or Shredded Wheat this morning??????  And yes, I know it's almost lunch time....which is 2 or 3 pm for me.

 

Daily Notes for Wednesday July 22nd. Clouds, sun and wet sidewalks.

I've never actually worked this way when I paint...though I have always wanted to.... using a knife  to scrape paint over the surface of the canvas.  I have plenty of paint.  I was looking at the work of Bette Ridgeway this morning...I have a framed art quilt (mine) on the wall in my bedroom and taped to it is a magazine photo of one of Bette's art works.  

My eyes go back and forth in the morning while I am waking up..... Bette to Joanne and back.

I am hopeful that at some point something will happen.  I will collect my paint and a pallet knife and stretch a canvas.....hopefully before I am tucked away in Senior Living.  Time is running out.  

Google has just invited me to stir fry my lettuce.

I am up late and haven't eaten breakfast as yet....so I need to do that...low blood sugar isn't my friend. 

Tomorrow I might actually have something interesting to write here.  Could happen.