A week later

Since I last wrote I had a birthday. Somehow it caused a hiatus in my writing. It brought me back from my travels. I have a granddaughter on a carrier in the Pacific Ocean somewhere. Before leaving she asked me to send her my blogs via email and a message told me that the email had not been delivered. Was it because I mentioned the trouble in Georgia. Is her email, or my email censored? I also sent my blog via email to a young Swedish woman who is working in India, and it came back as undelivered. And suddenly my memories were undeliverable. I am not very swift with the computer and now that I am this much closer to ninety I seem much less swift than I was last week.

As a birthday gift I bought myself a slow cook cookbook and I am going to slow cook all year. There are a couple of reasons for this decision. The smell that the slow cooker produces and the fact that I will save money. Each slow cooked meal should produce three dinners unless I invite someone to share with me. Next visit to the grocery store I will buy the ingredients for a meal and also the three containers I will need to freeze the leftovers. Individual glass containers so I can just put them in the microwave and not worry about the rumors of danger in plastics. Where I live, we have no dish washers and glass is easier to feel safe about. And the containers have to be stackable. And easy to mark so there will be no confusion when dinner time comes.

Super Bowl Sunday I was invited to dinner at Edna's and Butch's and it turned into a great game for a change. I always vote for the under dog team and this time there were a few minutes when the game could have gone my way. But the better team won. But where I won was when I Left. I had such happy memories of the day, spent with such good friends and family and cat and dogs and better yet, I left with a care package of wonderful food which lasted a week. I had the remnants of the baked beans last night.

With a birthday comes the time for check ups. I saw my md and got a good report. I had a small skin cancer removed on my ear. The scar is invisible because of my hair covering it. I have one other visit next week and if the reports are good I think I might make 90. I had my 13 year old car washed and semi detailed and you should see it. It will now go to the lube place and get it's check up. And then I will have done my new year chores.

For you people who comment, please let me know if this chit chat is as interesting as name dropping. I am going to help with the work for maintaining the Pool. Our city has threatened to close it come spring. Our local High school uses the pool for swimming training and contests, the Coast Guard uses it for training for saving people who fall in the drink while sailing, parents use it for teaching children and babies how to swim, we old people can exercise in the buoyancy of the water. I have told some of the driving forces in SAVE OUR POOL about how FDR got enough money to treat and eventually how to prevent 'Infantile paralysis' by asking children to send him some dimes. Could this work on a smaller scale? I will volunteer to go to class rooms to tell the young ones about FDR and his millions of dimes