Thursday

It is so lovely and cool out and so quiet, too, since the air conditioner is napping. Just a lovely morning. I stopped at Safeway after my swim to pick up some of their Summer cole slaw which I love and some Edwards pecan pie which I also like a whole lot and it comes in easy single slices which is handy. Then I got some ice cream. Vanilla. I just grabbed the one on sale in the container that looked easiest to handle.

I got home and read the carton to learn I'd bought diet ice cream. WTF? Well, it's not really diet. But, it's sweetened with some kind of artificial stuff. I'll give it a try but I'm not hopeful. I've got very loosey standards. I much prefer Diet Dr. Pepper over regular. Actually diet soda over regular. So maybe sugar free ice cream won't suck over pecan pie.  I'll find out tonight after dinner...

I've got sewing to do today.  I have a shirt half done and fabric for more shirts and dolls to make.  And lots of good podcasts to keep me company. Thursdays seem to be a drop day for lots of my favorite podcasts. And podcasts are the perfect company for sewing.

I might even take advantage of this weather and go out for a little walk later. I need ATM cash so that could be my excuse.

Now I have wasted enough time piddling around on this laptop. I need to get going or my whole day will be piddled away.

And... the rest of the day

I finished my shirt and made two dolls and discovered that the 1.5 yards of one of the fabrics I bought shrunk down to a little less than a yard after washing! Soooo glad I washed it before I cut out the shirt. Guess I'll save it for when I want a string bikini out of t-shirt fabric.

Now that long sleeve weather is done, I've really noticed that my skin - particularly the skin on my hands and arms, has moved solidly into old age. When my lower back is whining, I get into this position for a while.



I usually give it 5 minutes or so (does wonders, by the way, and the cat loves it) and while I'm lying there, I hold my phone up and do sudoku puzzles. Gravity moves the fat from my arms down to my elbows and shoulders and leaves the old, wrinkly skin. It is very weird to see. I feel like my grandmother who would have never in a million years lie on the floor with her feet up the wall.

I am not fighting or denying old age. I love the discounts. Love them! And I'm perfectly ok with being 67 years old. I have neither the energy nor the ambition I used to and I'm cool with that, too. It's odd to remember back when I did have both energy and ambition and compare to now. Odd but not really unpleasant.

I am very grateful for my experience, my history, and for all the things I've learned that help me not stress about stuff that used to make me nuts. There's a lot to be said for mature years. I'm in favor.

Here's today's round up. I think I'm going to watch some TV and work on the next bear while I wait for the ballgame.