My ailing TV set

Busy evening as I am making potato salad for tomorrow, and will put it all together tonight. I don't go to sleep until midnight anyway, so it will be all right.
Our friendly technician came from Comcast to fix our ailing TV set, and had it all working perfectly, but when we turned it off so we could eat lunch, it refused to come back on. So tomorrow someone else will come and try again. We have it covered so it won't cost anything, other than the inconvenience. We did get to watch the soccer game between U.S. and England, and enjoyed it very much.
We had so much fun with little April on Friday, she sure is an independent little girl. Her little cousin is in ICU with encephalitis and we are all sending prayers and best wishes to him to have a full recovery. It is a terrible illness and he will be in the hospital for awhile. It isn't sure just how he got it.
Well, time to get busy chopping up potatoes and hard-boiled eggs. Take care and keep in touch.

cookies in the oven

Altogether a quiet day, with my husband resting up in the big purple chair, trying to be as tranquil as possible. This is hard for him to do, as he has a type A personality, with frequent outbursts of irritation and an occasional temper tantrum. With his aneurysm on his mind, he knows that it behooves him to remain calm, which in a way is a blessing, as it means I can no longer nag him or criticize what he does. It is imperative that he keeps his blood pressure down and his pulse low and steady. It is a little like living with a time bomb and I will be glad when it is all fixed.
We are baking cookies, in anticipation of a visit with my granddaughter and little April, our little angel. We tried a new recipe and it turned out pretty well, although I ran out of peanut butter, but it will turn out all right. They will all be eaten!
The weather is lovely up here and the roses are all in bloom and the apple tree is getting apples so we just sit around contentedly and watch the hummingbirds fly around the feeders. I am trying to let the housework go and just enjoy myself, but having been raised with a strong work ethic, it is heavy going. But if I work at it, i can probably do it.
We all had chores as children and only a serious illness could get us out of it. We started doing chores as soon as we started school and washing dishes and scrubbing floors were the least of it. Why was it so important? We certainly didn't learn from it.
Well, the last batch of cookies is waiting to come out, and I am ready to eat a few. Take care and keep in touch.

Troubling news

My daughter very kindly printed up my blogs from 2008 and 2009 and I am astounded at how much I used to write back then. What has happened to me? I must get myself in gear and try to do better. Maybe it is because we live such quiet lives now, We no longer have our little Kaya dog, and our old black cat spends her whole time asleep on the sofa.
A little troubling news came our way today, but we hope all will be well. My husband has been having some tests done, and an aneurysm was found in his carotid artery entering his brain. It is very small, only 9 mm so we hope they can repair it before any damage is done. He is very philosophical about it, and just goes about his daily life as though nothing is wrong. The little growth in his cheek will have to wait now, the aneurysm takes precedent over everything else
I have been getting some of my essays and stories ready to publish and it is taking up most of my time. I am going to publish them myself, so it will cost a little money, but I want to have something to leave behind when I exit sometime in future. I have piles of papers scattered all over the place, and am having fun reading them over once again.
Bye. Keep in touch.

I burned the stir-fry

My husband very kindly brought home a box of sushi from his shopping trip, which was fortunate because I totally burned our stir-fry dinner tonight. I was printing out some of my little essays on my printer, and forgot to watch the stir-fry. I luckily had some sushi left from lunch, but my poor husband had to make do with a sandwich. Now I have a badly blackened pan to scrub. It is soaking in the sink now.
Did I ever mention that I don't really like to cook? If I could get meals on wheels, I would certainly avail myself of that benefit. But we live too far out for them to deliver to our house. They say the food is quite good.
Tomorrow I must go in to the clinic for a blood test, so I will be drinking lots of water and hoping for the best. Our doctor is leaving the clinic, so I have to get another doctor. I am no prize as a patient, so I hope I don't drive the new doctor out of her mind. I'll try to be good. Good night all. Please keep in touch.

Something to keep me busy

I got a bright idea this afternoon about printing up some of my documents and having them printed out down at the local print shop and then give them out to family and friends. I doubt if they would be valuable as salable material but maybe there might be some interest there. I could title the book as "Memoirs of an Octogenarian' or some such title. I have a couple of hundred pages in my document folder, not all of which are good however. I do need something to fill up my time, though.
Lovely warm weather here today. My husband has been prowling around outside, trying to find something to do. Maybe I can persuade him to cook dinner!

I wonder if Octogenarian is the right term? I'll have to look it up.

The Belmont race

This has been a quiet day,with quite a bit of time spent watching the Belmont Race on television, with an exciting finish with a 28-to-one winner! They stretch out the event with commercials and interviews with the jockeys, but I always watch it nevertheless. Then I made dinner, which was nothing to brag about, but we ate it anyway. Now I am going to watch some television and so the evening will go.
I am trying to train myself not to feel that I have to swiffer and vacuum every single day. With just my husband and myself living here it just doesn't need that much attention. But habit dies hard.
Got a letter today telling me that my doctor at the clinic will be leaving at the end of June. I will be sorry to see him go - he had a great sense of humor and kept me going pretty well. Take care and keep in touch.

We all make mistakes

Hi. My husband thought I was a little critical in my blog last evening, even denying that the incident ever happened at all. But since I wrote it the day after it happened, I know that it is all true. Not that I haven't had my moments as well, such as the time that I tried to take the cover of the pressure cooker off too soon, and had steam burns all over my face and arms, and cobs of corn scattered all over the kitchen floor. Or the time I put socks on the legs of the step ladder to protect the floor, and had the thing scoot across the floor and collapse, gashing my head on the metal bracket. Or the day I stumbled on the bike path down by the railroad tracks and had to go to the doctor to get stitches in my face. So I can't really point the finger at him for his transgressions, after all. No one is perfect. (I still have a visible scar on my face under my right eye.)
Well, live and let live. He is at this moment out in the kitchen cooking some flat noodles to go with the Bergundy stew we just cooked up and I trust it will be tasty. I will now go onto Facebook and see what is going on out in the outerworld. Night all. Keep in touch.