Saturday May 23rd 2026

I think I successfully posted from my phone once since the big update, but usually I get a browser error so have to wait until I'm on a laptop/desktop.

Stars, do you think it was the pregabalin that made you wake up in a sweat?

We had thunderstorms in the wee hours today. As long as we're safe, I rather enjoy sleeping during a thunderstorm.

J22, glad the ultrasound was normal but hope you can find a way to feel better. When I got the letter from GI last year that it was time to schedule a colonoscopy, I had to fill out a form that determined whether I was allowed to schedule it without having to see a provider prior.

I rarely wear dresses anymore, though I used to wear them to work all the time. Besides the fact that I work in a hospital and could be called on to do clinical "things" at any time, my reasons revolve around not wanting to wear pantyhose but also not wanting to expose my bare skin, especially when it isn't freshly shaved, and what shoes are appropriate? I'm definitely a nerd/dork and do little to try to hide it.

l have been having a totally comfortable Pajama Day, with Tinker glued to my right hip, under the light-weight down comforter. I have NO pains at all from the gypsies, NONE! But if I go down later to watch TV, I know sitting on that sofa will bring it on in my lower extremities. I should have a little TV up here in my bedroom! Nah. There just needs to be a better sofa down there!

I ate a 'better goods' brand, high protein Breakfast Bowl that I found in Walmart's freezer section. It's Chicken-Apple-Sausage and Quinoa, with spinach, egg whites, and sweet potatoes. Yes, it's a little high in sodium (820 mg) but not as much as in other frozen meals. I've tried other of the 'better goods' brand foods, and not just from the freezer section; have found many of them to be quite good for the non-cooker I have become. I figure to balance the frozen stuff with two batches of something home-made that I can eat for several meals.

After I ate, I had a hankering for a cigarette, but I just stuck an 'equate' nicotine patch on one of my upper arms, and that helps a lot. (I find the equate brand just sticks better.) Later when I get that urge again, I just put my fingers on the top of the patch and squeeze or pinch it a little, imagining it kind of 'renews' the nicotine absorbing into my skin, and I forget about smoking.

When it gets a little later, like at dusk, I'll walk Tinker out to the mailbox to see if there is anything interesting that's been delivered. I'm not changing out of these 'pajamas' which consist of an old baggy t-shirt, men's cotton baggy PJ bottoms (in a horrendous red and blue plaid) and a very old, baggy sweatshirt-cardigan.

I remember back in 1985 when I worked 3-11 at a hospital in Asheville, the ward secretary and I decided it was such a ridiculous shift, we'd get a bottle of wine and go to her apartment to unwind. When we got there she said she was going to get into her night-clothes, and when she came out in a quite fancy, matching nightgown and robe, and mules with matching feathers, I started laughing so hard I cried! She said, "What? What's so funny?" When I finally composed myself, I said, "THAT'S what you SLEEP in??" She asked me what I wore, and I told her what I mentioned above. She was a real girly-girl. I did wonder briefly if she was going to try to seduce me or something. I mean, it MIGHT'VE worked with a GUY, but I just decided she was just a different bird of the Southern Belle variety. It still strikes me as very funny, like something you'd see an actress wear in a 1950's movie. SMH!

I'm noshing on a little snack of "Skinny" brand popcorn. Then in an hour I'll go down and watch the news (or the gnus, maybe?) Prolly will have a light supper in the later hours and then come back up to bed and read for a little while before I turn out the light.

Tomorrow's weather will be much like today's ....overcast, cool, and with a few 'spotty' thundershowers. No big plans to go anywhere or do anything, just like I like it!

I laughed at that story, Stars! I have "nighties" but they are kind of like big cotton t-shirts.

And then I though of some other stories... when I was 21-22 and first living in an apartment alone (and yes, really naive) I took trash to the dumpster one night well after dark, in my cute little PJs. I had my apartment key around my finger and as I let the trash bag go into the dumpster... I let go of the keys, too. I went to my downstairs neighbors (a married couple not much older than I) and he found a flashlight so that I could locate my keys and get back into my apartment. I was so embarrassed!

And then there was my freshman year in college. For some reason, I went to my boyfriend's dorm room door in the morning. He answered wearing pajamas. In my (admittedly limited) experience, guys "my age" just wore their tighty whities to bed. I mean, my dad wore pajamas. So, smooth character that I am/was, I said "you wear pajamas?" Hm... I really did rather like that one and wonder if I would like the person he "grew up" to be. Probably a Trump supporter. LOL

G'day.

Today was beyond busy it was ridiculous. On and on and on and on......bleh

I am not a nerd, geek or dork. But I'm sure I'd qualify as a ditz.

We wore pjs as kids but early teens brother and I both ditched them in favor of underwear. Dad wore boxers. Best friend wears pjs when we share a room but I wear boxers (which I don't normally wear), so now you know. When I went to college there was a couple of guys in my friend's suite at the dorm that wore pjs which was an oddity. They were extremely religious.

Okay, ya wanna'nutha anecdote? Here goes!

When I lived in a garage apartment, one Summer night it was very, very windy and I had to step out on the porch for some reason. I had my bathrobe on over a T-shirt and undies.....but, when I stepped out the door, the wind really picked up and the door to my apartment blew shut with a slam, catching a large portion of one side of the 'skirt' of the bathrobe, and I tried to open the door but it was LOCKED! I couldn't pull the bathrobe out of the door and had no key to open the door! What to do, what to do?

It was 10 PM and the porch light was on. There was a window over the stairs up to my apartment, and I had it opened about 8 inches, but I had a swivel lock on it inside so it couldn't be opened any further. So, in my t-shirt and underwear, leaving the bathrobe behind, I ran down into the garage; fortunately the garage door was open so it wouldn't attract any attention by me having to open it, as it was ordinarily very noisy. I looked around and saw a couple of curtain rods on the floor in the corner of the garage , the kind with curves on the ends, to hang on the thingies on the inside of the window where curtains would hang. I ran back up the stairs, and got to where I could boost myself up above the stairs and stood with my toes on the piece of wood that ran about 4 feet under the window. In my underpants and t-shirt, under the porch light, I leaned so my arm went in through the window opening, up to my elbow, and with my right hand holding onto the window sill, I was able to use my left hand with the aluminum curtain rod with the curved end up. I turned it so I was able to get it up to the window lock. It took a few tries, but I managed to dislodge the window lock up and out of the locked position. So I thanked God, because it worked, it worked, it worked! I raised the window and jammed the curtain rod at an angle, so it would hold the window open, and then I hefted myself up and went head first into through the now open window, and with my butt hanging out, I pushed with my feet on that strip of wood, and I wiggled the rest of myself into the apartment. WHEW! Then I was able to go unlock the door and retrieve my bathrobe. Hallelujah!! It made me VERY happy that I was able to do all that and nobody saw me, no cars drove by!

And that's The Story Of The Very Windy Night, and how I managed to get back into my locked apartment. Of course, it was very unlikely it would ever happen again that I'd be locked out that way, but I DID hide an apartment key outside in a safe place the very next morning!

The End! 😉 TA-DA!