Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
4/8
I didn't have anything planned for today, but it was storming when I woke up and I stayed in bed, reading and tableting for quite a while, but I had to get up after a bit because my back hurt too much just lying there on my stomach. I piddled around here in the house, but didn't really do anything Happy Homemaker-ly, like dishes or laundry, and then, as I was "talking" to my sister via internet, decided to go up and help her finish up cleaning her carpets and all. I told her I'd come up once I finished my lunch (my chicken salad and walnuts), which I did, then I got dressed, checked Facebook one last time (for any other messages from her), then took off.
I took my time and enjoyed my drive up to Winchester - my last one, I hope! - just looking at all the Spring colors. Flowers and trees blooming everywhere, grass the beautiful green it turns after gobs of rain, and all that kind of stuff. I had the windows down, too, and the smells of Spring were around, too, and while some of them aren't so great, I LOVE the smell of freshly mown grass, and there was enough of that. What's wrong with people, that they start mowing so soon? Don't they know that the sooner you start mowing, the sooner you'll have to mow again? Ah, well...it sure smelled better than dead skunks!
I got up to Winchester right at 4:00, which was a little later than I thought it was gonna be, but it worked out okay, because Ruth wasn't there. I went up to the gas station for a pit stop and got me a snack (yeah, yeah, a Reese's Cup and Munchos) and went back to the house and still no Ruth. I sat there and read my book and waited. And waited. And waited. Even though I wasn't going to leave until 5:30, I finally left at 5:15, texting Tammy to tell her mom that I have left. (Ruth's phone has died, after meeting some coffee.) I get a response that they are now on their way, and didn't know I was coming up. What?? Ruth forgot English, I guess. But, it is what it is, and I sure enjoyed the drive! It also gave me something different to do for the day besides sit around feeling sorry for myself, too, so even though Ron and I had an argument about it, everything worked out all right.
I got home and got my Altar Society Treasurer report typed up - that's why I was leaving Ruth's at 5:30 - and everything was ready for me to leave for the meeting at 7:00. I'd have time to go to the library and make copies, then get to the meeting at 7:30 on time. Well - who knew? - the library was closed! So, I had no copies, but I had the report and we just passed it around, and that had to do.
This was our first Altar Society meeting this year, because of the weather, and it was a good meeting. We got the things we needed to get settled settled, and talked about a whole lot of other stuff.
I got home in time to watch Criminal Minds (yay!) and the evening was complete. I made myself three cheese weenies for my supper, ate a few pieces of my Easter candy for dessert, and that was that.
4/9
Today, I had to get up early because I had to leave here at 11:00. I had an appointment with my brain doctor - aka my neurologist - at 11:45. I was only four months late for my yearly appointment, and it was time. Back in March, I was having such terrible headaches again that I wasn't even sure that I could wait for this appointment. But, I learned that I had an infection (a popcorn kernel stuck in my gumline) and when it finally went away, the flare-up of headaches did, too. That is a good thing to know, but damn did it hurt! As I explained it to the doctor today, he said that it was perfectly normal (something about me perfectly normal? Hahahahahahaha!) - that having a chronic 'disease' with flare-ups, especially caused by stress or infection, is to be expected. U.G.H.!!!
He was not worried about anything I told him, had no interest in ordering any kind of test, and told me that, barring any changes that he needed to know about right away, he'll see me "in a year."
And that was that.
I stopped at Meijer, then went to Longhorn after that, to have my almost-perfect salad for my lunch. It started pouring down the rain while I was there, and it turned into one hell of a storm. They lost their satellite twice, and their lights flickered quite a few times. It was kinda weird!
When I left, it was raining, but not storming, and I came on home, after stopping for gasoline - IN BETHEL (can you believe it?)!! Yes, Bethel was $2.29, and everywhere else was up around $2.40 or more. I couldn't believe it - I don't know when the last time Bethel gasoline was cheaper than ANYone else. Usually they are the highest around for fifty miles.
As the afternoon went on, it became obvious that Ron wasn't going to get home at a decent time, so I put together a clean outfit for him, and left to go down to Ripley.
Corgan has a concert at school tonight, and, of course, Grandpa and Granny will be there! I got to Josh & Chelle's and got a bite of supper (tuna noodle casserole and homemade bread), and then they had to leave to get Corgan to the school in time for the concert (he had to be there a little early), but Ron wasn't even there yet. Jean and I waited for Ron, then he showered and changed, ate a few bites and we left for the concert.
It was a cute little concert. Corgan stood there, singing, with his hands in his pockets. When he played his recorder, he had to take his hands out of his pockets! He had to! He's too funny! He knew darn well that both his mother and me were taking pictures the whole time and did his very best to ignore us, but we both got a picture or two of him looking at us and/or moving and talking to his friends. Little turd bird.
Ron and I came straight home after the concert, and we managed to get here before full dark. Driving to and from Ripley was a pretty drive, too. I guess being inundated with the Ohio River helped to make the soil very moist and all that.
I really enjoyed all the colors and shapes of all the blooming things that I saw these last couple of days.
Tomorrow, I'm going to go order my new glasses! Yay!
Shopping, too. That's always a lot of fun.
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