Winner winner chicken dinner
Apr. 17th, 2026 08:48 amYesterday I went into Target to get Benefiber and came out with Benefiber and a comforter. Hmmm. That's some expensive fiber! My new rule is no more so if I buy new, I have to get rid of a like item. So I did. I put a comforter and two coffee mugs that I never use, out in the elbow with a FREE sign and they were gone in an hour.
The new comforter is wonderful to sleep under. I mean really. My sleep score from last night.

Lately I've been dreaming a lot and dreaming a lot about dead people. My parents, my friend, John, other friends - they have all been dead now for more than just a few years, yet in my dreams, they show zero signs of deadness. It's kind of wild.
Bonny has bronchitis and fairly robust case of it. Today she goes in for her pre hip replacement visit. She's due for surgery in two weeks. I cannot imagine that anyone is going to approve her for surgery - at age 86 - but she can't imagine they are going to object. Should be interesting.
Jan took her arm to the surgeon on Wednesday. It's a bad break and a piece of bone is floating around her arm but, no surgery. They told her at her age, it was not recommended. She was delighted/insulted. They did not even give her a real cast. Once a day she's to take her arm out of the sling and bend it and lift it touching her shoulder slowly 4 times. Come back in six weeks. Without the surgery, her range of motion will be somewhat limited. She won't be able to reach the top cabinets. But, her husband is tall. Her pitching career, however, is over.
And speaking of age, it finally happened. When someone here dies, they put out little framed photos with the birth date and the death date. I always check to make sure they were well older than I am now. Today there is one who was born in 1954. I was born in 1949. My Won't Happen To Me bubble is burst (bursted?).
This morning I need to take down the stack of done or won't ever do puzzles to the puzzle closet and do some shopping.
But, that's about it for chores. I want to watch the finale of The Pitt. And I have the last 30 minutes of my current book to listen to. And the knitting to do. I'm shoring up my doll supply so I can spend some time on my other projects.
But, first I need to get dressed.
Ha. The cats, who usually spend this time of day on their cat beds that are under my bed. This morning, they are wallowing on the new comforter. A win for all, I guess.

The new comforter is wonderful to sleep under. I mean really. My sleep score from last night.

Lately I've been dreaming a lot and dreaming a lot about dead people. My parents, my friend, John, other friends - they have all been dead now for more than just a few years, yet in my dreams, they show zero signs of deadness. It's kind of wild.
Bonny has bronchitis and fairly robust case of it. Today she goes in for her pre hip replacement visit. She's due for surgery in two weeks. I cannot imagine that anyone is going to approve her for surgery - at age 86 - but she can't imagine they are going to object. Should be interesting.
Jan took her arm to the surgeon on Wednesday. It's a bad break and a piece of bone is floating around her arm but, no surgery. They told her at her age, it was not recommended. She was delighted/insulted. They did not even give her a real cast. Once a day she's to take her arm out of the sling and bend it and lift it touching her shoulder slowly 4 times. Come back in six weeks. Without the surgery, her range of motion will be somewhat limited. She won't be able to reach the top cabinets. But, her husband is tall. Her pitching career, however, is over.
And speaking of age, it finally happened. When someone here dies, they put out little framed photos with the birth date and the death date. I always check to make sure they were well older than I am now. Today there is one who was born in 1954. I was born in 1949. My Won't Happen To Me bubble is burst (bursted?).
This morning I need to take down the stack of done or won't ever do puzzles to the puzzle closet and do some shopping.
But, that's about it for chores. I want to watch the finale of The Pitt. And I have the last 30 minutes of my current book to listen to. And the knitting to do. I'm shoring up my doll supply so I can spend some time on my other projects.
But, first I need to get dressed.
Ha. The cats, who usually spend this time of day on their cat beds that are under my bed. This morning, they are wallowing on the new comforter. A win for all, I guess.

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Date: 2026-04-17 10:04 pm (UTC)