Thursday May 9th 2024

Last night's severe storm didn't start at midnight, it started at 2:30 AM. I fell asleep listening to it around 3 AM. Once again, southwest of us got the worst of it, and we were fine. More afternoon thunderstorms predicted for today.

So, it's Thursday and that means I finish (put in the dryer from a wash I did yesterday) and then start another load of laundry. It is also the day I gather all the trash and bring the bins out to the street this afternoon. The fun never ends. I do have a short errand to the grocery store again, but first I have to get Nannie up.

Achey hip ligaments, as usual, when I got up. Hoping the AM meds will alter that discomfort soon. It's odd how things move around in my body; they come and go and I'm ready for this particular ache to GO! 

Have to see what my balance is in checking before I dare go to the store. There are thirteen more days, well, 11 days actually, until I get my SS check, so I am living on a held breath. Maybe in 6 days I will get another check from BiL, which will help immensely. Though I've lived on dental floss (rather than a shoestring) for a lot of years and can do it, it is never fun to see through the last few days with skinny income. Oh well, I am nevertheless quite blessed to not have rent or a mortgage to pay!

So, who knows what else the day will hold? I can't do anything strenuous until my gypsies decide to take a nap. We'll see..........

Sorry I've been so absent. I get frustrated with trying to "type" on the phone unless it's just a short sentence or two. And my work days have been full. So I may be commenting on things that are days old... but I did read what you all had to say! 

One of our telemed docs said something to me once about colace having been shown to not do anything. He was a pharmacist before med school so I trust his judgment in understanding the studies. But my anecdotal experience is that I believe it helps me when I need it.

Stars, it makes a lot of sense that you are moving in/out of different phases of grief. I do think you deserve more income for all that you do for Nannie. As far as moving aches and pains... I hear you. My most recent pains are probably from plantar fasciitis. After sitting or lying for more than a few minutes, it is quite uncomfortable to get up and walk -- my heels, especially the right one, complain. 

Someone mentioned hot and sour soup. When it's good, it's really good. I haven't had good hot and sour soup in a long time. I looked up a recipe to think about making it at home and it seems to be a lot of work. 

We've had more storms around us but no severe weather right where we are. Monday we had a "PDS warning", which I had never heard before: 

"The Particularly Dangerous Situation (PDS) wording is used in rare situations when long-lived, strong and violent tornadoes are possible."

For some reason, that makes me think of "Rodents of Unusual Size" from the Princess Bride. I realize it is really nothing to laugh about. But still...

Twin B has been lamenting that he really needs new clothes. He has gotten so big it's hard to find things that fit well but Penney's does have a Big&Tall section so we headed to the mall last night only to find that Penney's now closes at 7. Dillard's closed at 8. The malls are dying. I think he will probably order online from Penney's or from Lands' End. 

And night before last I had told Hubs I'd make a grocery run and then I piddled around until I suddenly realized it was 9pm. So I went to Walmart rather than the closer grocery store that closes at 9. Filled my basket and went to check out but there were no checkout lanes open except for self-checkout. Ugh. So frustrating. The clerk who was watching the self-checkers had to come enter her code at least 3 times because I double-scanned or had other problems. 

Saturday I looked at Dory and noticed she had a large raw place under her right hind leg. Saw the vet on Monday and she got antibiotics and a steroid injection for her "hot spot". It seems to be much better already. The multiple storms over the past couple of weeks have been hard on her, I think. Sunday morning I sat with her on the sofa and held her still. Once she was still for a couple of minutes, her eyes would get droopy and she would fall asleep but it wouldn't last more than a few minutes. She would jolt awake again and be anxious. Fear/pain/itch -- who knows exactly but ... poor dog.

The microwave suddenly stopped working so Hubs has ordered a new one that won't be here until next Thursday. It's funny how dependent we get on having one available. Between that and the fact that the washing machine is getting louder and is, best we can remember, about 16 years old, it's just always something. (yep, Rosanne Rosannadanna was right). 

Don't know if I mentioned that SiL got a new microwave for Nannie (but really for me) as one of her Mother's Day gifts. But, oh dear, it is one that doesn't have a heck of a lot of power..it's like 900. I had to tell her I need at least a 1000 or 1100, whichever one she can find to fit the space. Fortunately I had not dismantled the old microwave, not unpacked the new one, so there ought not to be a problem (especially since *I* don't have to do the return and pick out a better one!)

Poor Dory! I know exactly what you are going through with a dog nervous about thunderstorms, wind storms, +/or fire-works. That deep-body shivering that Ozzie and Pippy went through....it made me feel so sad and kind of helpless. I used the drops to help calm their nerves, but I wished they didn't have to fall apart with every storm.

 And you know, that's just how I used to be about going to a dentist, a shivering that started in the bones, radiated outward, and ran through my body in waves, over and over again, and I could NOT "make it stop". It wears me out just thinking about it! At least I'm not scared any more. When I was a kid I really even hated to see the CREST commercials on TV.....well, or ads for any toothpaste....I was so afraid someone would say something about making an appt and going to the dentist; sometimes I actually would leave the living room until the commercial was over. The fact that the first 2-3 dentists I saw as a child really affected me ....I don't think they liked kids....were very impatient with me, and I thought they were MEAN. Oh well, water under the bridge. S'funny how I get so irate about the way I was treated back then.

Momo is pestering me to be brushed, so.....see yez'all laydah!

Hey!

Finished up three shifts in a row.  Nothing much going on.

Summer has arrived.