Received an invite to my friends Beth and John’s anniversary celebration. They are my best and oldest friends. Doesn’t that sound like they must be ancient. My oldest friends. Why do we say that? They are the friends who have been in my life longer than any other friends I am in constant contact with is waaaay too long, I guess. Anyway, it’s in August, and I of course said yes I’ll come, but how can I know that until the actual day it’s happening? Chronic illness=not planning ahead. Oh, well.

I am sitting here drinking an entire bottle of chardonnay. Not that much, really. Four glasses is all that is. Anyway, I was feeling lonely and crappy and I am not able to sleep again, so why not? Up all night last night, which is happening again much too often. I was doing so well.

I have been reading craft blogs. Oh, I want to make things. I just have to do it, is all. Relatively happily buzzing Jean is done.