The patron saint of poverty is St. Nickeless.
Yesterday’s walk must have pooped me out as I arose about 7:30 AM, pretty late for me. Today is chores day, so I did wash, searched the frig for science projects, watered the plants, and other necessary things.
Greg popped by for a while, and we talked. He discovered three quarts of gin in his place and brought them to the alcohol disposal unit, me! Since Greg no longer drinks, keeping them here is a good thing to do.
Colleen and I talked on the Bat Phone for quite a while. She brightens up my day; I always need a “Colleen Fix.”
Greg popped over for a short visit around 10:00 AM. We talked about our losses and what the future portends. I am going to ask him to join me for my morning walks to get him out and about.
At 11:30 AM, Luisa came by, and we talked about our mutual friends, family, and draperies. She has some excellent ideas and told me about the latest trends. The front room is going to be first on the list with the vertical blinds being replaced by a solid color lined drape with sheer panels so the light can be filtered. Luisa had some great ideas. We are going to meet next Wednesday at 11:00 AM with Robin to get Robin’s blessing as my decorating skills are, let’s say, minimal at best.
I took a look at myself in the mirror, and it was horrible; I looked like the Adorable Snowman…oops, correction, Abominable Snowman. The Grey Ghost said no longer would he allow me to steer if I remained looking like the shaggy dog, so I found a barber!
A full-sized mattress could have been stuffed with all the hair that came off this head. Being smart, I immediately headed to the bathroom scale after getting home, and another half-pound removed from this magnificent specimen.
Vicky visited the neighborhood pool, so we sat around and solved the problems of the world. She is a swell lady who I enjoy talking to, and am thankful she is my next-door neighbor. I know how lucky I am to have wonderful friends and a fantastic support group. We talked a bit about the holidays and the seasons are coming. Halloween is just sixty days away meaning Christmas is 120 days away, four months!
Mary texted me around 4:30 PM, and I offered to take her to dinner, but she wanted to visit Scout, so I offered to pick up dinner and meet her at home. She had an excellent idea, rainbow trout from The Fish Company. Agreement made!
My pickup from The Fish Company was easy, and I was on the road with an ETA of 6:00 PM at Mary’s. Using my time wisely, I called Miss Robin, and we are doing Hoff’s Hut for lunch in the morning.
The Ghost and I arrived at 6:00 PM, and Mary has set up the patio already.
After dinner, we did a “Meals On Wheels” thing. We took Blackberry Pie to David and Diane and visited them for a while. David and I chattered the whole time. We have a fair amount of knowledge in common. I was the party-pooper because, at 8:00 PM, it was my curfew. Mary has a long day on Wednesdays, so we left, returning Mary home, and the Grey Ghost and I headed west.
It was early, not even 8:45 PM as I neared home, so I decided to stop and see Chuck at Patty’s Place. Of course, John was there, so we talked and told war stories until about 10:00 PM, at which time I headed home to watch a little TV.
I spoke to Lee while driving home to see how her first day of Kindergarten went with her granddaughter. Lee was amazed at how much the kindergarteners know about the computer and Zoom. It is a new day!
At home, I had my cup of coffee to slow me down and watched the pool and listened to Rocky Mountain Retreat on Alexa, my relaxation music these days.
I thought about Sue a lot this evening and found this picture of her at the Trump Golf Course during a wine and beer tasting event. We had gone with the Zaitz in 2016, and of course, we had our wine tasting garb on. Sue’s necklace was made from stretched teaspoons. She had a gift for picking unusual jewelry. She is so missed.
Good night all, it’s time for a small prayer and get ready for tomorrow—another visit to the dermatologists’ office.