I was really shocked today when the temperature actually got up to 52 and stayed there even into the evening. It wasn't sunny and bright out but it was at least a decent temperature. It isn't going to last, however. *Sigh* It will be cold enough tomorrow evening to have the streets get icy if the 50% chance of showers turns out to be a true forecast.
Dennis came over to have some coffee with us around noon. It seems the friends of his that we met a few weeks back will be moving down and into the *barn*. Dennis is putting in a loft bedroom and bathroom and they already have the set up for a kitchen on the ground level. It was set up to convert that way when it was originally built. Dennis and Di didn't confine themselves to the RV while the house was being built.
Turns out that Dennis has already started his garden, so to speak. He has all kinds of things that are started and some things ready to eat even. He has plans on building a greenhouse on the side of the barn and has the supplies for that already. But he's been keeping his garden in the enclosed patio at the rear of the house and has even kept a small heater going when it's gotten too cold outside. He came over to find out what we wanted from all the stuff he has going and, trust me, that is a LOT, including things like arugula and parsley.
He mentioned that my color was a lot better than it was the night the Beast took me to the hospital. I thanked him and said it was about time, didn't he think? He just laughed and was glad I felt so much better. Now, all I need to do is get out and about. I still haven't gotten over to the Princess's and I really want to see both Gunner and Chewlee. I read on FB that Chewlee had told her mother she really had a cute brother even if he was all drooly. LOL! Her attitude about him has sure changed.
I'm still suffering from some sore spots although the one area is that part of my ribs on the side. I see my regular doctor in a few days and I will have him check that out for me. I need to get my A1C tested, which is part of the reason I needed to get in to see him but also because I was supposed to follow up with him after getting out of the hospital. I really hate to go to the doctor any more.
The Beast told me today that he feels kind of bad about missing his aunt's funeral. I told him that it really is kind of important as part of the process of believing she is truly gone from us. But he just feels it would be a kind of zoo and he hates the Catholic rituals. I tried to tell him that he is NOT forced to participate in any of them but it kind of fell on deaf ears. Both his parents were so anti-Catholic that he just doesn't believe me. But then, like I said, he really has only gone to one funeral in his whole life so his experience is really non-existent.
Well, time for me to go back to bed. Love you all. Be good. Have a nice Sunday. ***Hugs***
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