"You are doing very well." are just the words you want to hear from your Doctor. Dr. Cohn warned me we would only have an hour. Only? Only! I've lost 5 pounds, have some drug side effects but overall I am doing well. Doesn't change the diagnosis, I told him: "Old, overweight and ugly."
Dr. Cohn's office is way west and a trip down the 441 brings me to a Super Wal-Mart. I bought a lot-so much cheaper than Publix and Winn-Dixie. Bought some cheap(er) pots for re-potting. My yard is looking fabulous if I do say so myself. All credit to Jason and Dean. I restored order to the shed. Found some of Robbie's treasures behind some big sheets of plywood.
Napped after lunch and woke up to a gully washer rainstorm. It is drizzling now. A pleasant soft rain to water the plants. The lightning shows have been spectacular.
I've hit the Internet several times to follow the adventures of the Norwegian Pearl. I've had a couple of SMS messages from Jason when they have been in port. Ship Internet is very pricy so he finds wifi ashore to play Word and shoot me a note.. I think their little soiree is a huge success. Unless I miss my guess they are headed South today.
Cuz Donna (Denver) evidently wrecked her knee in a fall. Friend Jackie (Casper) got dumped from a horse and has a hairline fracture in her pelvis. I (Florida) strained something in my shoulder yanking on a palm frond. We birds of a feather age-wise need to be kinder to our bodies. Getting brittle.
