Well, I've found my blog - now if I can just get signed up for Medicare! Now that I've done loads of laundry and my husband has vacuumed up the dog hair, I feel ready for the world. It also helps to talk to friends on the phone and organize the stuff by the sink in our bathroom and also that I am wearing something today that is moderately attractive, instead of the strange outfits I've been selecting since I returned from the trip. Now if my hair would just grow faster (I'm growing out a bad haircut) and the white hair in my eyebrows cease and desist, I'd be presentable.
Today is a free day, which means time to do a couple of errands and eat out at the Indian cafe I love - I order chicken vindloo every single time. Yesterday my foster granddaughter and I saw Shek 4, which I cannot, in good conscience recommend, but that hurdle is over. Later this month we are tackling Toy Story 3. She is getting so grown up now that she's almost five, and I miss some of the babyness, but love the conversation. We discussed penguins a great deal yesterday.
Last night there were clean sheets on our bed, and the fan was in the window. My husband asked if I wanted him to turn it off and I replied, "No way. A fan is one of my favorite things in the universe." I love the sound which lulls me to sleep and the breeze and the coldness on my shoulders. A fan is a great pleasure in a world of great pleasures, and it only cost twelve dollars many years ago. Talk about value! I missed my fan. I'm happy to be home.
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