After I said I was through with the lessons last night, I did the rest of nine. Today, I did 10 and 11 so there are just two more and I’ll be done except for the final check. Oh, and formatting the Helps.
I don’t know what to do about Twinkle. She has eaten very little. I put a dab of food on her plate and she refused it even though she’d been asking for it. Her bones are sticking out again and she staggers sometimes.
Cuz texted that she’d be by again today. I texted back, “Hallelujah!” I do hate to go out when it’s cold. It got down to 15 last night. For the first time this year, I left water running. Upper 20’s are predicted for tonight so maybe a heat wave has hit. Best I can remember, the high this afternoon was 41.
My coat came and it fits! This is the back view (DUH!) but the front is similar in pattern. It has three zippered outside pockets—two in the side seams and one on the upper left. There’s a mesh pocket on the inside so I wouldn’t really have to carry a purse if I didn’t want to. I know I don’t look as slim and trim as the model in this picture but it will be so warm. The two-way zipper goes down to about a foot from the bottom and there are three snaps to keep it closed if the wearer wants. The sleeves have knit cuffs on the inside. I love the hood. The hat my granddaughter crocheted for me is nice but the hood will be cozy. The last coat I bought was in 2009—11/30/2009, to be exact. I think I was due another one.
Supper tonight was a bit different. I baked a huge Kennebec that would make two regular-sized baked potatoes. Then I scooped out the insides, mashed them with my favorite salt, almond milk and Daiya jack cheese and twice baked half. The other half is in the fridge for tomorrow. There’s no way I could have eaten the whole thing.
I need to shape up my fingernails. While I was in the tub, I cut them short with clippers. There are sharp corners that could be used for weapons.
Twinkle was zoned out. She was curled up on her chair with her eyes half closed. She looked for all the world that she might be dead but when I spoke to her, she said, “WHAT?!!” and looked at me with those big eyes. I don’t know what to do about the old broad. She’s back to eating about 1/8 can of food a day, if that. I do know there are no more vet visits for her. They don’t seem to do any good and she hates being hauled around. Whatever will be, will be.