FullaBella's Journal, 02 August 2013

Well heck! I had been composing one of those really insightful gripping yet amusing life changing journals and accidently wiped it all out to respond to an email. Sigh. I'm kidding - not about wiping it out; just that it was anything significant. I'm having trouble getting my head in the game today.

I blame the Home Shopping Network. The first of DH's silly TV purchases came in today: KNIVES. One of those crazy overpriced a million pieces to the order type things. I know, knives for guys are like strappy sandals for girls; there's likely a gender based premium appreciation hormone factor involved that I just don't possess.

But earlier he and the two grandson's were all together in the living room going through the boxes. Great. A cranky sick man on blood thinner medicine, two teenage boys and sharp things. It had recipe for disaster written all over it but fortunately no 911 calls today.

Breakfast was brown sugar bacon, zucchini, onions, peppers & squash all pan seared and was obviously bullet proofing as it's after 3pm and I'm still not hungry. Lunch for the 'guys' was a mini-fish fry again. Geez. Maybe if I played with knives more I wouldn't have to cook for people when I'm not eating too. Some day. I'll probably need a really big knife too.

I walked up to 'the hoity toity boutique' yesterday for another strappy sandal shopping trip but returned home empty handed again. I did like one pair but they were too tight across the toes. I've reached the age that I refuse to endure the little piggy crying just for fashion's sake even when it's 50% off.

I just wrote 'tonic water' on my market list for today; thank you for the suggestion. The pickles or sauerkraut usually work well when I remember to include them in my daily intake or for stopping the leg cramps when they wake me but it will be nice to have an alternative for the middle of the night remedies that doesn't make me belch vinegar. Sorry, TMI?

So now it's 12 days 1 hour and 9 minutes before I break outta here for my 48 hour pass - but who's counting, right? By the way - I'm not flying away; maybe I meant to write overnight instead of carryon? I dunno. My Xanadu is only about an hour drive from home because I always need to be able to get back here in case of emergency. But, for me, as infrequently as I get away on my own, I may as well need a passport.

My vision is still clear and no headache today but the backache is back. I feel like an old jalopy that just refuses to work 100% at any given time. I soaked two hours in a hot bubble bath last night and slept really well. In fact, I probably slept about an hour in the tub. I may do that again tonight.

Although we've already established I'm not a fan of the season, I hope we have a good cold freezing winter this year and get a handle on some of these bugs. The gekko's are doing their best but I'll probably have to get them their own fat secret logins; they're getting huge and I HATE it when they fall on my head when I'm letting Mushy out to potty at 2am.

I'll try to catch up on y'alls journal later. Until then I hope you all had a great day and have a wonderful weekend.

Bella