The Great G isn’t happy with my morning coffee travel mug. I knock it over first thing in the
morning. He buys a carpet cleaning
machine. Two times later when I do it, I
get a new and lower morning travel mug.
It’s ok. Just ok, but I am sure I
will get used to it.
I’m really very grateful that he brings me coffee….
…today interrupting a long, poetic dream about Carradine. Once again he is young and beautiful and
about to become a giant Broadway star. I
argue with him about his wives, his doing all those drugs, and about the way he
died. One more time I rush him to the
airport…always one more time.
Then middle aged, dear, rounded George wakes me up and I am filled with
appreciation.
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Saturday we rotated the mountain of nautical books over to the shelves where
I had the aeronautical books. Switched
them around so there was air and a bit of presentation. We ate at the Broken Yolk. He went to work and one more time I napped.
Sunday We woke slowly, watched the Sunday shows, and met Poolies friend Pam
at the Broken Yolk. They were so
surprised to see us two days in a row.
Most importantly, it gave us a chance to listen to Pam…she needed an
ear. Napped again.
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- Himself: His knee is the bane of his life. Horrible hives under the support. Got him to a pharmisist who found a cheap wrapping to go under the supports. Hives are better this morning.
- Herself: Slowly better. Endoscopy on Thursday. Looking forward to a quiet week before then. Teeth still glued in. Glasses still glued together. What more could I want.
- Reading: A Palm for Mrs. Polifax. Still charmed by these mysteries.
- Watching: Tonight is Antiques Roadshow.
- Gratitude’s: I didn’t knock over the new coffee mug, and G didn’t buy any of those horrible ties.
Seeing those ties of thought of silk quilts...maybe small ones for pillows. But I would never have the energy to do them. Why no more pool? Did I miss something? Of course I did.I did my weights today because it is too cold to garden. I really think the weight-lifting saved me on that nasty fall.
ReplyDeleteI've been sick. I tore a hole in my abdominal wall...or severely sprained a muscle. If I move wrong, I hurt all over again. I wait and gain weight.
DeleteI was afraid too those ties were in the closet and destined for a quilt. Don't denigrate a stable coffee cup. They have been the center of my life for years.
ReplyDeleteI think it is cool how many men deliver coffee to their spouses in the AM. Guess I didn't hang on to one long enough to get him properly trained. You go G.
ReplyDeleteI put on Sue's coffee as soon as she gets up. It doesn't make me a hero because it's just Tassimo, but it's something.
ReplyDeleteThat is so kind of you. Thank you.
Deletethere is a really good travel mug out there just waiting to be found.
ReplyDeleteI had no chance to get a coffee when i get up. It was always my work to do...
ReplyDeleteI love those ties -- just think what an awesome vest they would make!!
ReplyDeletep.s. Sorry I haven't been following you -- how did your endoscopy turn out?? And what's up with George's knee?? Which knee?
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