Herself: Even tho I wore a hat, I ended up knocked out by the sun after walking the swap meet. Flat out immovable. Whatever the side effects of that virus we had in the 1970's still lingers. And yes, after exhaustive research, tomatoe and potatoe are the wrong spellings of those words. My only excuse, father couldn't spell either. Oh, woe is me.....called to task by G'daughter Mohave.
Reading: Nothing at the moment. Just wait. There's some book in the wings with its pages reaching out to me.
Balance: The coolness of the living room, eating dinner on a table, wearing a sweater home last night at nine.
Home, while himself puttered, I recovered from the heat. Slowly.
Then continuing my daily spurts of learning, I turned on Word 2007. My goal here is to find out how to close all the pages while keeping the program open. With the last two Words, one could do this. Easily.
Oh, I can now make color backgrounds, do all the stuff I could before plus uncounted new stuff I didn't know I needed, and when I click the X, the whole program is gone. Wrong, I want to save and close the pages I am writing then start a new project without shutting down the program itself. Have I found a way to do this yet? No.
Giving this up in disgust for the moment, I pounded my first trimmed pork cutlets 1/4 inch, I sliced onions and peaches, I snacked on a teaspoon of brown sugar....oh, guilt, sautéed the veggies and cutlets in a tiny spray of olive oil, and I produced another really good dinner. Amazing. Best of all, neither of us used salt.
Oh, changing the habits of the elephant in the living room is hard to do.
At the meeting, I found our seats and noticed that my legs weren't swollen. Pointing this out to G, I wondered to myself it this was because of the exercise or the no salt in the diet. We will see if it lasts.