Slowly but surely, I’m getting things set up again.

I still haven’t imported everything into my e-mail program but that can wait. The program I use to make cards, etc., won’t install. I had that problem once before and I don’t remember what I did as a work-around. Not important at this point, either. Paint Shop Pro will probably be the next one but not tonight.

I got up fairly early for Sabbath and I weighed in at 122. That’s with no salt since last Sunday. I’m going to see what it is tomorrow. That’s about 2.5 pounds gained in a week. I know there are women out there who would give their eye-teeth to weigh that but it’s disconcerting to be gaining. Guess I have been eating more calories than I’ve been burning.

My son and I e-mailed back and forth a few times. I’d used my GPS to get the coordinates for home so I could set up my Sunrise/Sunset Calculator and I had to let him know. That’s a handy little program and so tiny it only takes a second to download it–even on dialup!


22 ozzies OJ
30 ozzies banana/mango/organic spinach smoothie

1 young coconut
About half a pint of organic gooseberries
2 quarts pale watermelon

Fred’s Mom’s Salad (one regular and one Campari tomato)
Medium salad of organic romaine, organic red leaf lettuce, organic cucumber, organic red onion, organic sugarsnap peas, and tomato dressed with mango/tomato dressing

Since I hadn’t gotten my e-mail set up, I went on gmail to get the settings and saw my daughter was online. We chatted for a few minutes and I had to go get ready.

I drank my smoothie on the way to church and sat in the car to finish it. I was almost late as it was and two well-meaning people came over to welcome me. When I got to the organ, the music had already started. Not many people were there yet but I do like to be on time.

One of my favorite people had the sermon. He isn’t a preacher but he has the gift. I’m sure God can use him where he is, but I feel he is in the wrong profession. I talked to his wife after the service and am going to send her the link for Speed Matters. They live in the boonies, too, and can’t get anything but dialup.

No one questioned my not staying for lunch. It wasn’t the usual Sabbath for fellowship meal and I wasn’t equipped with raw food or otherwise.

After I had my lunch, I went out and lay in the sun for half an hour. It was hot and I sweated a lot. Maybe that will help with the scales in the morning.

I tried calling my friend in Mexico and got voice mail. I left a message and she called me back after I’d eaten my supper. She is having a wonderful time so far. Her flight was good. She had three suitcases and was supposed to pay to take the third but the agent decided not to charge her. She said flying over the countryside is beautiful. The part of Mexico she’s visiting has lots of vegetation. There are two mango trees right outside her bedroom window. They are heavy with fruit but it isn’t ripe yet. I’m so jealous! She said for me to find a cheap flight and come on down. I’d love to. It’s hot but the heat doesn’t bother me like it used to. It was up around 95 degrees today. When we talked, it had dropped to 88 but felt like 100. Here, 89 was the high but that was in the sun. Probably didn’t get all the way up there. She’s feeling much better. Tired, but that’s to be expected. She’s more relaxed than she’s been for a long time. It was good to hear her voice. She was ready to hang up after a little more than 20 minutes.

I’m late to bed again tonight. Better go get ready to sleep! Good night!

2 Responses to Slowly but surely, I’m getting things set up again.

  1. Marjorie June 17, 2007 at 12:33 am #

    I’m so proud of you for hangin’ in there on the salt! Now, you’ve gotta talk me back off of it. I ate about half a teaspoon today in my huge batch of salsa I devoured. Yikes! I’m thirsty.

  2. Tommie June 17, 2007 at 4:54 pm #

    Don’t be proud of me prematurely. I’m going to celebrate my two year anniversary with salted something. Don’t know what yet. And you are the one who has been riding me about eating it! How the mighty have fallen. I still love ya, though, Marjorie. We eat salt, we pay the price.

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