AWESOME TO BE RAWSOME ONE WOMAN LIVING THE HIGH RAW VEGAN LIFESTYLE Fri, 24 Oct 2014 02:43:43 +0000 en-US hourly 1 It’s Getting Closer Fri, 24 Oct 2014 02:43:43 +0000 No leg cramps last night, thank goodness. The bed felt so good and no wonder. It was 56 out from under the covers. I had to add a blanket night before last so I was cozy and warm.

The thermometer beside the chair where I’m sitting seems to be stuck on Celsius. It was, I think, 14 degrees when I got up. That translates to 57 degrees F.

When I was googling conversion tables, I found one here. I would have been pretty close with my formula but this puts it right on the money. I printed it off so I can have it handy.


Once again, I didn’t get in the sun to fill my prescription. It was too cool and an uncomfortable breeze was blowing. I’ll have to steel myself, wrap up and go for it but I couldn’t make myself today.

My last banana went down the hatch a day or two ago so I printed off some ads to price match and set out for town. According to the man at the tire place, I should have had two new ones put on a year ago. It was his projection from months before that.

He was on the phone when I went in but as soon as he hung up, I told him I wanted him to check my tires for wear. When he’d thoroughly inspected them, he said the front two looked brand new, the back ones were showing a little wear but, since my car is front wheel drive, I’d have no problems. He had me pull around to the back so one of the fellows could make sure the pressure was where it was supposed to be.

I don’t like getting low on fuel so I stopped and bought gas. For the first time in forever, it was below $3 a gallon. And I’m still getting 38 mpg.

There weren’t many things I needed from Walmart but, with price match, I got bananas for 44 cents a lub, pineapple for 99 cents, asparagus for $1.77 a lub and Bartlett pears for 99 cents a lub. I’d called the produce manager this morning and he said they had a box of persimmons he’d save me. I asked how much and he said $1.28 each. When I told him that was a bit pricy for 20 count, he said he’d order more and try to get the price down. I bought two of them, anyway. They are a hair larger than the ones I got at Bi-Lo but I’ll wait on buying a quantity.

When I got home, the Catz and Big’Un met me. I called and found out the critters hadn’t been fed. My CIL sounded surprised that I thought he was supposed to be here.

I came in, grabbed my key and went to the house surrounded by a clowder of cats. All five Catz were there as well as (of course) Big’Un. I took care of the babies and started out with the container of cat food. If I’d had a free hand, I would have had to rub my eyes. I counted five Catz, Big’Un and one cat. That was seven altogether.

The strange one has mostly gray fur but there are hints of colors that make me think it may be from the same family. I wonder if it’s one of the two kittens Six had. It was skittish but came within four feet or so of me and would have come closer, I think, if the others hadn’t been around. The felines were all gathered around the food and chowing down when Bashful got paranoid. When it (I didn’t think to try to determine the sex) jumped, they all scattered. It was like a bomb had been dropped in the middle and they all went off in different directions. It was pretty comical. It doesn’t take much to amuse me.

Cuz called me. I gave her the news about the new cat. I’d finished up her Facebook page. After I cleared the details with her, I published it.

My friend in the halfway house called me a little while ago. He was on his way to work. After tonight, he has two more nights and then he’ll start a job in a restaurant where he’ll be working second shift. Third is about to do him in. He said he isn’t getting nearly enough sleep and I can see why. I’d hate to try to sleep days.

Twinkle is lurking, the laundry is surely dry by now and the dishes are washed. I need to drink the rest of my water and call it a day.

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Three Days in a Row Thu, 23 Oct 2014 02:13:13 +0000

Day before yesterday, I was distracted. Yesterday, I was distracted. Today, I noted the time but got busy and it slipped past. Tomorrow is another day and I hope to get out and get some sun!

no sunAt any rate, I’d gotten more sleep last night until early this morning when my left leg decided to participate in the Granddaddy of All Cramps. I tried stretching it, rubbing it and praying (not necessarily in that order). The pickle juice remedy came to mind and I had a jar of it in the fridge I’d saved for just such occasions. When I started to pull it out, I managed to knock a half-full can of garbanzos off the shelf and onto the floor. I picked it up as quickly as possible, saving most of them. There were enough out of the can, though, that it made quite a mess. I’m ashamed to say I left it and went back to bed after I drank some pickle juice. I’m sorry but I wasn’t going to wake up enough to clean so sue me.

The pickle juice did the job and my cramp was gone. I was still sleepy enough I dozed off quickly and didn’t wake for the day until a couple more hours had gone by. Twinkle was probably glad for the accident. She does like the broth off garbanzo beans so she could lap up all she wanted.

I’ve been working off and on to get Cuz’ Facebook page ready to publish. I have 11 projects uploaded and another ready to go. After that one’s done, there are four more and it will go live.

Speaking of Cuz, I texted her this afternoon to see if my CIL would be doing the feeding today. No, but he should tomorrow. I got ready and went over to take care of the critters. Only three of the Catz showed up along with Big’Un. One of the females takes after her mama with her loud high voice. It’s a good thing I don’t hear wonderfully well. I think it would be painful if I could.

Top temp where I’m sitting has probably been about 67 today. I have the Dr. Heater on to 68 so it’s doing a good job keeping it in range. I’d love to be able to get the sheets off the registers. They make good tripping hazards. I have plastic to go over the furnace grill. The Press ‘n’ Seal I put on it last year has seen its day.

Twinkle has finished off yet another can of food so I’ll have to get one out of the box so she won’t starve during the night. My sister cooked a butternut squash today and I finished one up I murdered and baked the other day. We must have similar taste.

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Spammed Wed, 22 Oct 2014 02:26:45 +0000 Yesterday had the potential of being a good day. I’d had a decent night’s sleep and was looking forward (?) to shooting myself in the leg. And that begins the tale…

Remember the tiny vials I ended up with when my prescription for B-12 was filled?

Tiny Vial

I made all of my preparations the way I was supposed to—washed my hands well, laid out the syringe, prep pad and the itty bitty vial on a clean paper towel. First, I unwrapped the syringe, then popped the top off the vial. Opening a prep pad came next, and I wiped the rubber stopper on the vial. That might not have been necessary since it’s a one dose vial and hadn’t been used before but I did it, anyway. I drew up 1 ml of air, inserted the needle into the stopper, injected the air and, NOTHING. The force of the air pushed the plunger out so I started over. I don’t know how long it took me to draw up 1 ml of cyanocobalamin but it seemed like at least 10 minutes.

Then came the scary part. I’ve never liked self-injecting but I hadn’t done it in so long, it was worse than it had been before. I took as many deep breaths as I could without setting off a coughing fit, prayed, held my breath, let it out, held it again—well, you get the idea. I finally just went for it and plunged the needle into my thigh. It hurt so I knew I had the wrong spot but I was already committed. I pulled it out just a tiny bit and pushed the goosh into the muscle. There was the tiniest bit of blood when the needle vacated my tender flesh.

I wanted to get some advice about filling the syringe from the mini-vial but I didn’t want to bother the pharmacist. Just as I was putting a bandaid on my leg, the phone rang. It was an automated message from the pharmacy that my prescription was ready.

It couldn’t have come at a more opportune time. I called and told the woman I’d picked the prescription up the day before but I needed some instruction. How the &*()*&%! (I didn’t say that) do I fill the syringe easily? Well, she said, that’s why people go to the doctor’s office for their injections. She proceeded to tell me that I needed to inject 1 ml air into the vial (yeah, did it) but when I start drawing the goosh out, I have to have the needle barely inserted with the vial held upside down. Oh, joy. If I didn’t have a tremor in my left hand it would be okay but it’s going to be a trick to do it. My angel will have to hold my hand steady. I don’t see any other way.

Plans are made to be changed, remember? I checked my email. All of a sudden, beginning at 9:15, spam comments from my blog started filling my inbox. I emailed merm and DD. Well, they both were at work and couldn’t do anything at that point but merm figured the site had been hacked. I ran the exploit scanner and, of course, it didn’t find anything. I wonder why I even have it in my Tools. Here’s what it says:


Unfortunately it’s impossible to catch every hack and it’s all too easy to catch false positives (show a file as suspicious when in reality it is clean). If you have been hacked, this script may help you track down what files, comments or posts have been modified. On the other hand, if this script indicates your blog is clean, don’t believe it. This is far from foolproof.

For the paranoid…
To prevent someone hiding malicious code inside this plugin and to check that the signatures file hasn’t been changed, here are the MD5 hashes of these files. Compare them with the references on the plugin homepage. You’ll get extra points if you check this file has the actual md5_file() calls.

Fortunately, my spam blocker was only letting a few of the hundreds of spam comments through. When all was said and done, there were something like 3500 pending but 123 of those were the ones that slipped the boundary.

Watching the numbers of comments grow was unnerving and I got little to nothing done. It did help to hear from merm that my site wasn’t the only one affected. So…I hadn’t been hacked. I’d changed my password, anyway. She told me to just leave the spam alone and the spam blocker would take care of it when it came back online.

In spite of her reassurances, I couldn’t make myself go to bed. It was almost 1 a.m. TT when I gave up.

This morning, I assessed the situation. I started casting about for help and found a nice little plugin, GASP (Growmap Anti Spambot Plugin) that helps to keep the spam from ever getting through. The thing is, if you want to leave a comment now, you will have to check a little box to verify you are a person and not a spambot. Simple and painless. No big deal. Comment away! If it hadn’t been for that, the numbers of spam comments would have been higher. I was still getting the message that there was a problem with the spam blocker but with reinforcements, the numbers were stable.

By and by, the spam blocker came back up and the numbers started dropping. It was an hours-long process but it eventually got back to where it was originally.

I’d planned (there that is again) to go over and feed the critters first thing this morning but after getting to bed so late, it didn’t happen. When I got there hours after I intended to, my CIL had been there and done it. Praise the Lord!!

This afternoon, I went to the Apple House and bought a peck bag of Fujis, a box of Kennebecs, two butternut squash, three acorn squash and two green tomatoes. It was a struggle getting everything into the house but I did it.

I’ve had more of my fortune cookie tea. The sayings of the last four are:

  • Sing from your heart.
  • Compassion creates understanding.
  • Empty yourself and let the universe fill you.
  • Socialize with compassion, kindness and grace.

Twinkle isn’t eating as much as she was and her hip bones are sticking out again. If I take her to the vet, I’m afraid it will do more harm than good. It takes days for her to get over being boxed up, poked and prodded. I think I’ll just let her be. It would be nice if I could do a weight transfer.

It’s a relief for SOME things to be back to normal. And I’m glad I can holler at DD and merm when they aren’t.

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The Miniatures Mon, 20 Oct 2014 02:44:09 +0000 I’d been up for several hours when I heard the mower just outside the house. Quiet time including downloading the latest file from Sabbath School Study was long past and I’d been working on getting the albums created on Cuz’ Facebook page. After I lined up a method, it wasn’t taking all that long so I figured it would be good to get it done ASAP.

I went out and we visited for a little while and Big’Un came to pay his respects. It was chilly so I didn’t stay long. I mentioned the fig tree should be mulched to avoid freezing again and she said she’d take care of it. There are mixed predictions about the winter that’s coming on. I’ve seen below average temperatures and she saw a mild winter. I guess the only way to know for sure is to live through it and that’s what I’m aimin’ to do.

It was my plan to go on to town after breakfast and a shower but plans are made to be changed. I was moving slowly so I gave up on trying to get there any time soon. DD called and we had a good conversation. She’s been looking at cars and has almost settled on what she wants. As long as mine holds together, I’ll drive it. I don’t need a monthly payment.

While we were on the phone, I was going to look something up on my blog and discovered it was down. I figured it would come back up on its own so I didn’t contact merm about it.

There was no big rush to pick up my prescription. I wouldn’t be injecting before tomorrow at the earliest since I wouldn’t want my get up and go gotten up while I was trying to sleep.

The sun was directly overhead at 12:25 today so I went out for 10 minutes. There was a cool wind blowing so that was just about all I could take. The sun was warm but not that warm.

Since a bath sounded better than a shower, I went into my chilly bathroom and immersed myself. I’d kept the bedroom door shut because I’ve discovered Twinkle thinks that part of the house is a cat box, too. She was roaming around and meowing like she did months ago so I’m sure she was constipated. She got results somewhere, somehow, and she’s back to as close to normal as she can be.

It was cool enough out here for a light jacket but when I got to town, it wasn’t necessary. The only place I went was Bi-Lo. The prescription was a couple of dollars less than I thought it would be—and there are six refills before it expires on 10/16/2015! If I can figure it correctly, there should be three refills since each one is a 90 day supply. One thing sure and another thing certain, I won’t run out as long as they keep it in stock.

The recording on the phone said to ask which flu shot would be best so I asked. The woman looked surprised and said the only thing she knew was there is a different one for older people. I told her I’m an older people and she just gave me a curious look.

When I got home, I checked out the little vials of B-12. I’ve never drawn up a dose from such tiny ones before.

Teeny Weeny

I started hunting a video on youtube that would help me. I finally found this one. It’s full of information and MIS-information but it’s the only one I could find that dealt with 1 ml vials rather than ampules.

The web site was still down so I emailed merm. She emailed back needing more info. After she filed a trouble ticket, Support got it fixed but they didn’t know how they did it. It doesn’t matter to me as long as it’s okay.

I’ve had my two cups of Yogi tea. They’re kind of like fortune cookies. I wish I’d noticed the sayings sooner. Today, one says, “Truth is everlasting.” The other says, “Life is a gift. Experience the beauty.” I wonder if all of them are different. That would be quite a project for somebody.

Someone sent me an announcement to put on Facebook and email. It had the time as standard so I changed it and started wondering when standard will be roaming back in for the rest of the population. I was surprised that it’s as early as it is this year. Next Sunday, DS1 & 2 and I will all be back on the same time!

Tonight, I still have to drink my water and take my last NAC for the day. It doesn’t matter if it’s standard or daylight saving, time marches on.

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That’s Better Sun, 19 Oct 2014 02:12:14 +0000

I’m still waiting for my apples, winter squash and potatoes. The sun came out of hiding yesterday and I was able to get my D. Today, I was inside so I couldn’t visit Ol’ Sol. Later this afternoon, the clouds rolled back in. I hope they roll out before tomorrow. Far as I know, it hasn’t rained and that’s an improvement.

When I was in Bi-Lo, I went to the pharmacy and asked about multi-dose vials of B-12. No, they only had the single dose vials. How much? Well, my prescription had expired on the 6th and they couldn’t tell me unless they ran it through. I’d need to get a new one from the doctor.

I emailed my PCP and told him what the deal was. He emailed back the next day that he’d taken care of it. When I called the pharmacy, I was told that yes, they had the prescription and I could get three one dose vials to equal a 90 day supply. WHA’ THE?? I am supposed to inject weekly. That would be a three week supply. Contact my PCP again and get a corrected prescription.

Not only did I call the office, I emailed and stressed it was supposed to be weekly, NOT monthly. Since I’ve been on the patches, my level is a bit more than 1/4 what it was on the injections. Another email came in that it had been taken care of.

I called the pharmacy and yes, they had the corrected prescription but they only had 10 vials. That was fine. Run that through and give me a price. It ends up being a little less that $40 for the 10. That smarts. I used to get a 30 dose vial for right at $20. The injections do far more good than the patches. The two are comparable in price until the syringes and prep pads are factored in. Then the injections cost more but they work and that’s the object. If the patches did as good a job, they are painless, stress-free and are a conversation-starter. Too bad they don’t live up to the hype.

By the time everything got straightened out, I still had too much to do to drop everything and go to town. If it had been right to begin with, there would have been no problem. Oh, well. I’ve gone without this long…

Last night, I set the timer for long enough for it to go off a little after 6 and went to bed. It was cool but stuffy in the bedroom so I turned the fan on low. I was in bed by a few minutes after 9.

There was a guest speaker scheduled so we were to have a fellowship meal. A lot of the men were gone on a retreat so the congregation was pretty slim. I’d taken macaroni salad and two bags of Beanfield’s chips.


The regular sound system guy was missing and it was hard to hear the women when they spoke. Since all the men were gone, the voices were in the range that my hearing isn’t. Try as I might, I couldn’t adjust the aids so I could understand everything that was being said. I’ve found that, during music in general, it’s best to turn them off altogether.

Since I wasn’t benefiting from the sermon, I left early and went over to take care of my chips. The salad was done except for taking the Press ‘n’ Seal off.

It was quite awhile before church was over and people started filtering in.

I’d made sure the salad had plenty of Vegenaise but the pasta had soaked it all up and it was kinda dry. I think it was Alton Brown that said, “Never throw away pasta water!” I should have mixed enough in to keep it moist but it all went down the drain.

Even though the men were gone, there was as much—or more—food on the tables. Guess that shows who does the cooking!

Since there was so much food, there was a lot of everything left over. I sent macaroni salad home with two people and kept enough for my supper.

Well, I have another project in the works. Cuz wants me to set up a Facebook page for her and transfer all the pictures on her web site to it so she can cancel that account. She said there’s no hurry which is nice since Q1 2015 is supposed to go live the end of next month and I haven’t done the first thing on it.

Twinkle is so lucky! She gets her food doled out to her every day and she sleeps most of her life away. As for me, I’m thankful to have a roof over my head and food to eat. I’ve finished my second cup of Immune Support. I discovered the little paper tabs on the tea bag strings have sayings on them. This one said, “Speak the truth.” The one from earlier today said, “May this day bring you peace, tranquility and harmony.” Amen.

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The Weather Guessers Fri, 17 Oct 2014 01:58:52 +0000 If you recall (like I do), that’s what they call ‘em in Nebraska. And, BOY! Did they get it wrong this time. I don’t think it rained but there was no parting of the clouds to let the sun through, either. It was supposed to be partly cloudy but it was completely cloudy at my house. I was hoping it would clear off and dry up enough for the apples to be picked and the potatoes dug but I’d be surprised if either one happened.

Cuz sent me a private message this morning. Her printer still wouldn’t print and the one hooked up to her old laptop refused, as well. I told her I’d come over after I ate breakfast but I lied. I drank my water and my figwort tea (supposed to be good for the lungs) and set out.

I’d suggested she could move the printer in where she had the notebook and hook it up via printer cable. She’d tried with no luck. At my request, she got the installation disk and I set to work. I got the driver installed for the direct connection and it printed. Refusing more tomatoes (I still have a few), I came home.

As for the rest of the day, nothing notable happened. Twinkle’s had some lap time and the sun hid itself.

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At It Again Thu, 16 Oct 2014 01:41:48 +0000 It’s been another cloudy, nasty day. A few minutes ago, I heard the pitter patter of raindrops on the roof and, sure enough, it’s raining again. The chance for precip drops to 20% tomorrow and then we’re supposed to have some sunny days. Hopefully, things will dry out.

It’s been cool. I don’t know what the high has been but it was in the mid-fifties when I went to the mailbox this afternoon. My CIL was home so I didn’t have to be concerned about feeding the critters. That was nice. I don’t mind feeding the Catz and Big’Un but I get choked up when I take care of the sugar babies. I don’t know if I’m allergic to them, their droppings or the dust they kick up. Maybe it’s all three.

I got a Yogi Cold Season Tea Sampler and I’m trying the Echinacea Immune Support now. I had a cup of my favorite Breathe Deep earlier. It’s tasty. The Echinacea Immune Support tastes more medicinal. If it will support my immune system, I’m all for it.

It’s amazing what more sleep will do for a person. I was in bed much earlier. I didn’t get up earlier, though. I guess I needed the shut-eye.

Twinkle is all curled up with a full tummy. I have a full one, too, but I’m not all curled up.

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1400 Days Wed, 15 Oct 2014 01:26:18 +0000 My Wii announced it’s been 1400 days since we first met. That isn’t quite true. I was doing my body tests as Guest before I figured out how to make my Mii. I don’t know how long that was because I deleted the Guest account. In any case, it’s almost four years. This morning, I tested at 20. Now, if I felt that young…

Tonight, i have a splitting headache. I think a lot of it is because I’m sleep deprived. I was up past midnight last night. Part of it was watching the progress of the storms and part because I was too triflin’ to go on to bed. I’ll have to resolve that dilemma and that right early.

I called the Apple House and the torrential rain has been slowing the harvest of Fuji apples and Kennebec potatoes. The winter squash is in and I have it on my list for the next trip.

Things got better this afternoon and I was able to make a town trip without having to fight the elements. I asked my produce guy in Walmart about fuyu persimmons and he said they hadn’t been able to get either them or pomegranates. From there, I went to Bi-Lo to get some green boiling peanuts that were advertised. When I found them, they were only too gross. They should have been refrigerated but they weren’t.

On my umpteenth trip around the displays, I spied some PERSIMMONS! Disappointed with the price, I only got two and I felt like I’d shot my splurge budget for the week. They were $1.99 EACH. This is a picture from 2008 but the ones I bought are like the two larger perssies (that’s what my friends from Down Under call them).

Comparing persimmons to persimmons

I found out the critters hadn’t been cared for until after I’d already undressed. My CIL is supposed to be here tonight. I haven’t looked out but I don’t feel up to it, anyway.

DS1 called. He’d lost his gift card and needed the information so he could redeem it. Seems their router is going bad so he has to get a new one. I was going to send him the number but I discovered I have the PDF on my computer. I attached it to an email and sent it on.

I’d been thinking we had the next quarter’s manuscript but one of the volunteers was joking about it. Today, it came in for sure so I’ll have to start on that when I’m feeling better.

I’ll have to wind this up and hit the hay. Twinkle’s been fed and so have I.

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Better Late Than Never Tue, 14 Oct 2014 03:20:55 +0000

It’s my bedtime already but I’ve had my bath and Twinkle’s been fed. It isn’t like I have to be in bed any time soon but it would be nice.

It dawned on me this morning that I hadn’t done a report of the side by side comparison of the cream “cheeses”. Well, I’m going to remedy it now.

GO Veggie! plainFirst, there’s the GO Veggie! plain. I only had enough left for one half of a bagel which made it ideal for a side by side. Even though the bagel had cooled some from being toasted, the “cream cheese” softened to the point of almost liquid. That didn’t affect the taste, though, and it still tasted good.

Daiya PlainAs for the Daiya plain, it stood up to the warmth with no problem and behaved more like real cream cheese. However, the flavor wasn’t as true as the GO Veggie! It’s a bit sweet (which doesn’t bother me) while it still has a bit of a tang.

The winner of the taste test is GO Veggie! The winner of the texture test is Daiya. While taste rules, there’s a big BUT. If the GO Veggie! were not soy based, I could give it the win over Daiya with no reservations. BUT the soy is predominant so I’ll keep using Daiya, taste aside.

It’s been another rainy, foggy, cloudy day until up in the afternoon. I posted on Facebook, “I think I’m already getting SAD.” The Cavalry’s wife responded “??” I guess the acronym was lost on her.

My sisters have made it back to their respective homes. It’s cooler there than it is here. Presently, the temperature outside is 66 degrees. Where I’m sitting, it’s 70.

I talked to DS1 this afternoon. He’ll be singing with his college days group again soon. It’s an every five year reunion and a pretty big deal. For me, it’s a don’t miss.

One of my friends shared this on Facebook. I don’t remember which one it was but that doesn’t matter. The question was, “Which of these drive you crazy?”

Your You're

I added:
LOOSE–roomy/not tight

My sister said I should also add:

She didn’t give me the definitions. She also wanted “all those plurals that are misspelled”. Maybe she’ll leave a comment and finish what she started. She said she shared it but I didn’t see it anywhere.

Thankfully, when I got word from Cuz that she needed me to feed the critters, the clouds had parted enough to let the sun through. Only two Catz and Big’Un showed up but I’m sure the others didn’t go hungry. Tomorrow, it’s supposed to be back to storming. From posts on Facebook and checking the news page, there have been tornados in Alabama where some of my friends live.

I checked my area on and it looks like there’s a big band of storms that are headed mostly north but some of them are tracking this way, too. I’ll pray for Twinkle and me and go to sleep.

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Mighty Oaks Mon, 13 Oct 2014 02:03:18 +0000

If they are prophesying truly, it will be a horrendous winter. They are loaded with acorns and a lot of them have already fallen. I dread what’s coming. If the power goes off, Twinkle and I aren’t toast—we’re frozen into blocks of ice.

But I’m not supposed to borrow trouble. Maybe the bushels and bushels of acorns don’t mean anything.


Whether or not to go to the prayer breakfast was decided for me. I woke after 6 TT and it was raining. I decided to go back to bed for another 40 winks which turned into 80 which—well, you get the idea. When I finally rolled out of bed, the breakfast had already been underway for almost an hour. Talk about good sleeping weather…

DD called this afternoon. The phone rang ONE TIME. I don’t know if it’s because it’s forwarding from my Google Voice number or not but that’s what I suspect. Anyway, I called her back and we had a good long visit while she made vegan cinnamon rolls.

DD's Cinnamon Rolls

She said The Boyfriend wanted them because he liked them but she doesn’t think that’s really true. I believe she should take it at face value. Why would he want her to make something because he didn’t like it? Unless he’s watching his waistline, it doesn’t make sense.

When we got off the phone, I drank a cup of my current favorite tea and prepared to go feed the critters. It was raining so I got my umbrella and just as I was going out the door, there was a clap of thunder. The critters would have to wait. I came back in and quite a bit later, I started out again. Once more, there was thunder. This time it was louder and more prolonged. The animals would have to go hungry. Third time was the charm. It was still raining but the storm had passed. It was tricky holding the umbrella handle under my chin while I carried the food in one hand and held onto the rail with the other. I made it.

The temperature warmed up enough I could wear one of Mother’s dresses for a little while. Then my robe was pressed into service as a wrap.

Twinkle is staring something down and I’m sleepy. My friend is probably already back from his weekend visit home. I have all the freedom I need but I didn’t go anywhere.

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