HELLO

Still here. Still recovering, but slowly getting better. Can shower by myself, put my coat on by myself, do some minor tidying and cleaning, thinking about possibly cooking something. It has been interesting and kind of fun having PT and OT and nurses coming in and out. MIss G has really come out of herself. Weird cat. Sometimes she will be all over a person, and the next time they come she will hide the entire time. I am about done with all of them, though, so it’s back to me and the homemaker once a week. It was good while it lasted. Still having a lot of pain in my arms, but am very slowly decreasing the prednisone dose. Was hoping it was the fix I needed for that particular issue, but apparently not. Everything I’ve read about PMR flares say prednisone is the fix, but not for me. Oh, well.

Have been getting out a lot more than normal, too. DD takes me for walks with the rollator (short walks as I still get tired quickly) and shopping and all. Yesterday we went to TJMaxx. Have not been to TJMaxx in years. I used to love it, and Pier One, too. Quirky things. We went because my bowl has disappeared. I have had glass bowl for years, that I use for four-bean salad, making party mix in the zapper, and it just is not there now. ????? So been trying to find a replacement. I may have, from Walmart. Being delivered today. Anyway, got a set at TJMaxx, turns out it is NOT zapper safe, so returned it and just cruised the aisles. Got the cutest cup ever, and of course, a couple of things for Miss G, because I always get her something.

It’s about twice the size a my regular mug, and is embossed. I just fell in love with it.
She cannot inhale her food with this one. It’s cute, too.
Water. I had a small bowl on top of another bowl. One piece is better, but so easy to spill this one.
And the cutest little mini daffodil. How could I resist?

Another gray day. It’s almost like February in New Hampshire. Gray day every day. Not quite that bad, yesterday was a beautiful sunny day, and there have been others, but too many gray days kind of takes it out of me. House is kind of a mess again. Cannot seem to focus enough to clear off the coffee table of all the pieces of paper and stuff that I accumulate. The declutter process kind of came to an end with the health things going on, and my person has moved on to other things. Oh, got some Almond Butter Lindt Lindor Truffles. Yum. When I lived in NH, there was a Lindt factory up in Exeter that a friend and I used to go to a couple of times a year to stock up. Truffles in the freezer? It’s a good thing. LOL

Okay, I can’t even begin to get into the whole ‘my country has become a fascist oligarchy and we are so screwed’ thing, and I try not to let myself dwell on it to much, but the other day my daughter said she is worried because I say things in public that I probably shouldn’t and she is worried I might be killed for it. Can you imagine? In the United States of America. What have you done, people? What have you done? “The bright day is done, and we are for the dark.” Shakespeare.

HAPPY WINTER HOLIDAYS

I so want to be here.

How’s that for generic? For the first time in years, so many I can’t remember, I will not be alone on Christmas. Today, a friend is coming over, my homemaker is coming (She insisted. I love my homemaker), and later DD2 and I are going to drive around and look at Christmas lights, and have our traditional Christmas Eve Dutch Lunch. Dutch Lunch is something we used to get at a tavern near the steel mill in Pueblo, Colorado. It became our tradition. It is Italian bread and why can’t you get real Italian bread anymore. It is not bad bread in the shape of Italian bread, but terrible. Every store now seems to sell this. I bought baguettes instead. Provolone, capicola (sp), and cotto salami, the one with peppercorns. Banana peppers and beer. Dutch Lunch. I think my friend is bringing cookies, I hope, or we won’t have Christmas cookies. I can’t bake, and I tried to think of everything we’d need, but forgot cookies. Tomorrow we are having chinese food, and figs wrapped in phyllo dough (frozen appetizers). I am excited. I got used to the being alone for every single holiday, but it never stopped being sad.

Dear Daughter

My DD2. She has amazed me. She can be prickly (spectrum issues) and moody( body chem issues), but she is so very kind and caring, and thoughtful and generous and helpful, and she does so many little things that seem completely unimportant but make such a difference. Replacing the towels when she gathers the laundry, opening the cat litter box for me, peeling the gold foil off the beer bottle. She doesn’t tell me, and I just notice it when I go to do something, and it makes my life of pain and exhaustion SO MUCH EASIER. I don’t know how it happened, but I have really great kids. Hope you all have great families, too.

Dear Daughter
. Well,
her feet anyway.

My friend’s new puppy.

So in the middle of this, my friend came over, and I suddenly became super hyper and full of energy and talking about things I want to cook. Prednisone, the wonder drug right up until it kills you, has kicked in. For sure. Happy Winter Holidays, all of you lovely people out there.