I need to get to bed soon because I have a doctor's appointment at 11am tomorrow. No, I'm not feeling bad. I've just got to get my legs checked out to make sure they still have good circulation in them. I wanted to get that out of the way before my trip to Chicago.
My friend in England called today just to check up on me and tell me a bit about his wife and his trip to Scotland. They had a good time together and got to see all the major lochs and a couple of the castles there plus a few cities. He wants to take her to Ireland and Spain both but at different times, of course. Both places are beautiful from some of the pictures and videos I have seen. I asked if she had been to Paris yet but he said no. For whatever reason, Paris doesn't seem to be high on his priority list. I was so happy to find out that his wife's immigration status was approved just prior to her coming over at the end of June. Now all she has to do is sell her house in California and she will be able to stay at home with her hubby. He has a very serious heart problem that is inoperable (in England, but could be done if he was able to fly to Stanford in California). Unfortunately, he would never live to see California, according to the doctors there. Who knows?
He always asks about my bff, Carol, since we all knew each other on our game site that we used to play together. We got to be good friends and knew when he met his (future) wife and went through their courtship and then the wedding (which took place in England). I gather that once she sells her house, they will have a more formal wedding and have family and friends attending. It's so cute how they love each other and he's a double amputee (from his Royal Air Force days as a pilot in the Gulf War). He was always up-front about this but she loved his sweet and generous heart. It was a cute romance.
I think I am going to have to call Carol to check up on her. I know she's been busy but it's been a bit longer than usual since I have heard from her. It always makes me worry.
Baron and I are getting along fine here. He's started laying down behind my computer chair when I am on my computer and will lay behind my recliner if I sit in it to watch a movie or just watch TV in general. It cracks me up but I know he is really missing his *man*. The Beast will probably be home on Wednesday. He said he can't go fishing tomorrow on Butch's boat because he's having bad back pains and his leg is paining him, too. It's the one that was affected by his strokes and when he complains about it paining him, I know it's bad. That's because I know he is ALWAYS in some pain in that leg ever since he recovered from the strokes. Recovery isn't always complete. He still drags that leg and wears out that shoe badly all the time. He goes through about three to four pair of sneakers each year and a couple pair of his dress shoes, too. He only wears those two or three times a week for a few hours so you can figure out how bad the drag is.
I went shopping today and bought a nice pork roast to make for when he comes home. I also bought some corn on the cob for us. I picked up a family pack of yogurt, tomatoes (yes, I remembered), toilet paper, Febreze (for doggy smell on his beds) and a few other things I felt we needed. I'll make us some REAL mashed potatoes to go along with dinner because I know the Beast will be really hungry when he gets here. I'm even going to make some guacamole (I checked and they are just right for it now) to snack on for while we are watching TV.
Tomorrow will be a busy day for me. I have some wash to do (mine) and the table cloth on the dining table (it got some olive oil on it) plus I'm going to mop the kitchen floor while I'm at it. It means I will probably be exhausted by dinner time and fall asleep after eating. Baron will wake me when he needs to go out, however, so I should be able to get my blog done.
Time to go. Love you all. I hope your day went well. Remember this: Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply and speak kindly. We all need to be kinder to each other in this hectic world of ours. ***Hugs***
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