The title of this blog kind of says it all. I am walking around the house (with the heat on, mind you!) in warm jammies AND with a warm robe on. When the house gets toasty, then I put on warm clothes....like fleece pants and a sweat shirt. Plus I have a nice thick pair of socks on my feet and my bootie slippers. I really do NOT like cold weather and this isn't even winter.
Lots of little pieces of news. Mustachio is moved into his new apartment finally. He took his time and moved in slowly until there was only the furniture to move and last minute items from the kitchen and bathroom. He hired two guys from a halfway house he knows and they moved the big (heavy) stuff for him. He gave them both $50 for a little over 2 hours work so it was well worth their while. He was upset though that his fish pretty much died of shock from the move. Even though he tried hard to make it easy on them with careful planning. However, he is going to clean the tank and rocks, fill it with water and adjust the pH and other factors and get more fish after the tank sits for a week or so. Since he really enjoyed having the fish, I'm glad he isn't discouraged.
They moved my brother to the other hospital so he can start his PT and regain his strength. I gather he is going to go through the 30 day inpatient rehab program and will then go home. My sister is checking into programs for aides for him when he does go home since the doctor says he will need supervision. I'm just glad he only seems to be suffering from short term memory losses and physical weakness. He could have died on us.
I found out my other son, Marcus, is in New Orleans. Apparently, this is job related but he intends to do some damage to himself while enjoying his stay there. I forget that he has never been there at all. I was there years ago (pre-Katrina) and really loved the food, the entertainment and, of course, the drinks....LOL! The Beast got really hammered there and had the worst hangover of his life, I think. It was the Hurricane punches that did it. The night club had a two punch limit per person but there were four of us. The cousins wife and I had one each and the two guys drank our second ones (so they both had three!). The cousin was fine but the Beast was not a drinker back then. He suffered. ROFLMAO! He didn't suffer enough to make him quit drinking (dammit!) but that was out of my hands. I hope my son doesn't run across the Hurricane punches. Although there are like 5 different liquors in them, they sure don't taste that way...until the next day....and sometimes, on the way home. LOL!
I spent the day doing wash and folding clothes. I only took one nap and spent part of the day playing my game again. That damn game is addicting. I keep trying to beat my scores. I HAVE finished the game something like 20 times already. I really need a new game, I think...LOL.
I woke up a bit ago to go to the bathroom and realized I didn't do my blog for the day. Hence, this. It's cold outside (40 degrees F.) but the humidity is high (83%). That makes it feel even colder. Yuk! Plus Weatherbug says it is only going to get up to about 63 for our high...IF it doesn't get overcast. I hope not. I would like to be able to see the partial sun eclipse right around sundown. Well, whatever will be, will be.
Love you all. Hope you have a great day. ***Hugs*** Back to bed for me now..
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