Saturday March 12 2022

Good morning!

Joe, hope things are pleasant for you today even if tiring.

It's already 75 here but not going to get much higher.  There is no sunshine and a cold front is coming through bringing some much needed rain.  After that it's going to be on the cold side getting down to 42 tonight which is very cold for Floridians.

Going to do some chores and go to yoga, but a low key day is planned.

Have a great day!

BBBBRRRRRRR! It's cold with cold gusty winds from the NNW. It is supposedly 38 degrees right now. One report I saw said it would get up to fifty degrees today, but I LAUGH! There ain't gonna be no 50 degrees today! Even Ozzie sat shivering until I put his sweater on him AND covered him with his blanket (he's had that blanket since we got him!) I tell ya, that wind sucks warmth from the house. We need to have the house completely weatherized, which would also help during the dreadful Summer heat and humidity. 

But at least, Joe, it isn't NINE degrees here! I don't blame the birds for hiding under their puffed-up feathers in that kind of cold! 

So, Tweety, since you didn't mention it, maybe the bad weather which parts of Florida have suffered is not in your area? I saw a bunch of photos here on line, and I have a somewhat geographic impairment, so that's why I ask. I need a large Atlas by my side to refer to during instances like this. It's like my younger brother keeps telling me when I ask him about events in California....he says, "Stars, California is a BIG state!" Well I know that, but I am just never sure about where exactly HE is at any given point in time.

I used to keep journals periodically, but every so often would tear them up and pitch them out, embarrassed by my emotional incontinence on the pages. I DO, however have 15 wire-ringed notebooks crammed with dreams. I used to be able to wake up and recall many dreams in full detail. Helpful during therapy with my psychologist. Now I just let 'em go. I know many of my dreams take place in the same location ... always a combo of hospital, dormitory and shopping center.  Also, there are the same areas of different cities where I have lived which in the dreams come together in a most unusual way and I recognize them: Central Square and surrounding neighborhoods in Cambridge, Mass, parts of Newburyport, Mass, and a bit of Nashville, TN, plus some areas and roads which I don't recognize, but that have become regular parts of my dreams.

dianah!!! Oooooh, w00t! Your retirement is comin' up fast! Two weeks and counting! Unless you can use your accrued time, in which case, it'll be even sooner! I'm excited for you! 

I have to go check the thermostat. Darn old heat-pump doesn't make things cozy, I'll tell you that! And where I sit, the ceiling vent shares its cool breeze right over me. I put on my "wristies", which helps a bit. But I guess that I'll have to add another layer on top and maybe a lap-robe over my legs. You'd never know I grew up in New England, quite acclimated to cold weather, but those days are long gone. We had radiators in the house where I grew up, and THEY radiated!!

All for now....

Stars, there was some minor wind damage, trees down, but it wasn't widespread.  My neighbor got a typical quick rainstorm though other parts north of hear got a lot of rain.  It's much needed as we're in one of our worst dry seasons in many years apparently.  It was 75 this morning and is now in the 50's.  Air conditioner was on briefly after work last night and now the heat is coming on.  

I had dreams of my childhood home up through my 40's but don't remember any lately.  I still dream of my parents and they are always much younger than they are now.

Dianah, why work if you don't have to and you don't want to.   67 is a good age to retire and I am going to have that conversation with my financial advisor this month but still am planning on 70, especially with the losses this year in my funds.  

We had mild weather, around 50, today, but rain this evening. I went to the fun run, fully expecting to do the 8K, but missed the turn, and didn't realize it until the end and only did 5K. Poo! I was doing really well too, time wise, but I won't get an official time because I didn't do the distance I signed up for. Dh tried to cheer me up by taking me to breakfast. I worked some more on cleaning up youngest ds's bedroom. I swear that guy has every article of clothing he ever had since high school, and he's 37. I tossed some clothes that were torn or had holes. And he  had quite a collection of plastic grocery bags. I will hang on to those for garbage can liners, because stores here don't use them anymore. MIL just found out her landlord is selling the house she rents, so it looks like she may move in with us sooner rather than later. 

The neurosurgery office called yesterday and I have an appointment this coming Thursday. I so hope I can get some relief. It's embarrassing that I can't sit for more than 20 minutes without having to get up and stretch. Or cry. 

I have tried to journal in the past, but I just don't find it helpful. I don't remember my dreams, unless they are upsetting. So I guess I am just not very creative, like those of you who draw, or write, or play/sing music. 

No plans for tomorrow. I still need to plants seeds and bulbs. 

Drama of the Evening:

Did you know that Nannie was RAISED to get up at 1 or 2 AM, dress herself, and go sit in the livingroom/den? Hubby had asked her (again) why she had to come out to the den and sleep, fully dressed, shoes and all, in the middle of the night, and that was her answer: "That's how I was raised." He said she wasn't raised to do that and she said, "How do you know? Were you there?" (aHA! she GOT 'im!) He said, "No, but I know your mother, and..." Back at him: "You didn't know my mother!" He told he her he had known her mother for 41 years, until she died; that he was a pall-bearer at her funeral. 

Nannie huffed, pinched her lips, and got out of her recliner, and said she was going to bed! (7:30PM)

?Comedy ?Tragedy ?

stars - now that's funny!

I don't typically 'journal'. But I do have to keep 'notebooks', just a running diary of daily things and future 'to do' things.