The movie I watched last night was on the sad side, and then I dinked around so that it was 1 a.m. before my body fell into bed. And then came “the attack.” I was reading a new book when “the attack” happened. Yes, I was dive bombed by a fly. The same fly that had pestered me earlier in the day out by the computer before disappearing. It landed on my book, it landed on the bed, it landed on me! I attempted to beat it to death with my book and that woke Bill who thought some terrible thing was happening to me. Well, it WAS. I was the focus of a fly, albeit a “slow” fly. There seems to be a certain time of the year that flies move slow and this one was moving slow. Finally, I grabbed a Kleenex and the next time it landed on my book it was MY turn to attack. The world now has one less fly!
I woke early this morning and then dozed off again. That usually spells disaster in the dream department and today was no exception. I was in a store and I wanted some exercise item. Every time I asked the salesman about it he just ignored me. This went on for the entire day and finally I was told it had to be ordered. So I woke again at nine feeling tired from this formidable ordeal.
And what did I accomplish today? Well, I cogitated on another gift for my sister’s birthday box. I considered a pillow with the nurse fabric and decided “no” on that. I finally pulled out one of the cross stitch kits I got the other day. This has a cute bear playing a flute. Linda played the flute in band in the good ole days. I doubt I can finish it in time to send, but that is what I worked on this afternoon.
My allergies have given me three fits today despite whatever dosing I did to treat it. My head feels like it has a rubber band around it. I was really hoping this “natural” medicine with do the trick but if today was any example, that isn’t going to be the case since it didn’t work even with the addition of the Loratidine. Boo hoo…..
Since it has been gray and overcast and cool with threatening rain here today, we passed on the waterfront concert tonight. I wasn’t really in the mood to go anywhere with the way I’ve felt all day so I’m glad Bill didn’t really want to go. He was really tired today and napped for several hours.
And how will I finish out this day? I have some of my DK weight yarn here to knit a swatch so I can ready myself to knit Ginger Luter’s “Morgan’s Pullover” sweater to wear to the Madrona Fiber Arts Festival next February. And I have three movies to choose from. I talked to my prayer sister Sonya tonight and caught up on the happenings with her. And Bill brought home some Tillamook Wild Mountain Blackberry Ice Cream, so I predict I will have some of that.
Big oaks grow from little acorns. When you discover your God-given dream and commit to it, there's no telling how far you'll go or what kind of impact you'll make. - Bob Gass Ministries
Hi Diane. Was finally able to get out cyberwalking again and wanted to check on you and see what you were up to ... 
Hi Carol, I get a "lump in my chest" reading your thoughts that you share .. thanks for reminding us how life is a 
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