Archive for September, 2008
So, haven’t mentioned this issue before (?), but things disappear – not in a malicious way, in a forgetful way.
Buddy’s comb is no where to be found. We have other brushes but he’s a long haired (problem) and need a comb to really clean him up.
Yesterday, he combed Buddy and put the comb away – never to be found again. I’ve searched all over and have decided I’ll find one of mine to use (and hide it myself).
In ’06 we were heading out for a trip to the USA, I’m hanging the pants last minute and my black slacks were gone – I have never found them. Luckily, stores were still open so I dashed in and grabbed a couple pair. The folks we were traveling with were white knuckled wondering where we were – no time for calls, I needed pants:)
Happiness is over nine hours of sleep – this morning is sunny again.
I know, broken record happening in our house – slept from 5:30am til 8:30am – Mama Bear is not impressed with that. Starting to feel sorry for the perennial drunks out there if this is what it’s like.
We had a lovely day, sunshine, laughs and a nice walk – but, mercy, I feel stoned from lack of sleep. Lack of food, too, as can’t get it down – normally, I’d be delighted – not today. On our walk I was pumped and zipped up a tough hill – neighbor #1 whispers, “Crazy lady looks stoned again and I think she’s losing weight.” Neighbor #2 “Naw, it’s the look of no sleep.” Bless you, as crazy lady completes her lap, man in tow. Did I mention we live in a very hilly neighborhood:)
A friend called around 4pm and offered to sit here so I could go to bed. I declined, declined! Actually, it sounds backwards but I was too tired to think and I looked like a wreck. Later I was telling my sister and she kind of said,”Like what’s with that, you’re not thinking straight – an offer to nap??? and you refused?”
So I emailed and said, “the next time, just come over, I will put a bag over my head and you may sit while I sleep.” Anyway, we are off to Dreamland shortly with a little help from my friend, Charlie Chemical – for one of us.
Yesterday I had it all planned to meet my friend directly after physio. All during my treatment, visions of what omelet I’d be ordering distracted me:)
Anyway, jumped in the car, raced home, all the while thinking I was on time for our meeting, care was arranged and all is well.
My brain must be in overdrive as I even changed out of my clothes into sweats, poured a coffee and freaked. I’m to be at the golf club right now!
Changed back, flew out the door, heart pounding. Is there a pill for this craziness:)
After physio today, I met my friend at the golf club for brunch. She presented a potted begonia plant for us. It’s a miniature size flower in coral.
We talked til water was necessary for our dry throats! Are we good women or what?
It’s great to stay connected with good friends.

