Okey-doke: picked up chicken stock & a couple of poblanos for making posole, but I'm going to borrow thyme--neither grocer's I went to had so much as a flake, & of course by that time my feet & knee were hurting in spite of frequent rest stops & popping 2 aspirin, so bugger it. When I've rested up & cooled off a little more, I'll get up & finalize my preparations for going over to the fenix & cyclops' place. I'm fairly sure Elizabeth will like her present, Andrew I'm not so sure about, but I thought "Mini Weapons of Mass Destruction" would be an appropriate gift for a kid who likes explosions--he should certainly be able to make some explosions in his sand pile with some of those models!

Catching up on family news: Mom's back is a little better, but she's given up her notion of repainting my room for now (thank you, gods & ancestors). Jeff's tail is still dragging from kayaking, etc. with Samuel at Scouts. Nephew Michael's ex-fiancee kept the ring, but he considers himself to have gotten off cheaply, it seems to have been a case of the bride's family expecting him to support all of them. Meanwhile, he's begun his residency & loves being a psychiatrist (though whether he'll be a good one or "meh", only time will tell), & he has a new girlfriend. (What a surprise, a handsome young doctor being able to get a new girlfriend within weeks of calling off his wedding.) Steve & Cheri say Lindsey has gotten less flighty since she & her boyfriend Mike got a house together. Hope so; Steve & Cheri are only a couple of years younger than me, & Steve's demotion to assistant mgr., after approx. 30 years being a manager, is disquieting.

Speaking of disquieting, got a couple of emails back from Ted Cruz aka the Canadian Usurper. Standard empty GOP verbiage, but then I don't expect anything else from the modern GOP, I just write/email to register my lack of consent to their crazy & hateful antics.

'Nuff of that; I'm tired & sore & have stuff to do before I morph into a giant specimen of the gourd family.

Mom's still having some back pain & trouble bending over, & hasn't said anything recently about painting my room while I'm housesitting, so I don't know whether that's still on or not. She hasn't gone to the doctor either, but Cheri encouraged her to do so in her letter today, so maybe now Mom will consider it. Meanwhile, I continue to get my room ready in case she does try to paint, throwing out or giving away a lot of things I don't need/want. I'm particularly inclined to accumulate papers, either business & medical records, or just useful or interesting information, & Labors of Heracles, what a job it is going through them; I spent most of yesterday just separating essential from the inessential & bagging it for recycle, & then only the most essential--too long, actually; today I'm worn out from all the climbing around shelves, digging through drawers, & carrying loads out to the shed where we keep recycle bags. But the biggest part of getting rid of papers is done, I mostly need to get rid of financial & med. statements over 10 years old. As for knickknacks, clothes, etc., guess I'll go ahead & (finally) throw out the tattered jeans that are only fit to wear around the house, & I'll dig around the shed tomorrow & see if I can find a bigger box for all the knickknacks I'm taking to the charity resale store. While I'm at it, I need to find a box to pack my housesitting things...

AND, I want to get just a little more accomplished before I turn into a vegetable of the gourd family, so I wind this up.

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A good weekend, & fairly productive. Broke down & bought a copy of The Hobbit while Mom & I were getting groceries, which I though Samuel at least would enjoy, but when he & Jeff weren't making preparations for another Scout trip next weekend, he was more interested in playing with his DS. According to Isaac, their mother has been curtailing the amount of time Samuel can play, & much as I dislike the woman, credit where it's due.

Speaking of Scouts, Jeff had new patches for me to sew on Samuel's shirt yesterday evening. Tried using very fine fishing line at first, but I couldn't see my stitches (as bad, if not worse, as black-on-black) so I got disgusted & dug some khahi-ish thread out of Mom & my supplies. None of the stitches on the other patches I sewed on Samuel's shirt had burst anyway, so these should last till Samuel either gets new patches or a new shirt.

Couldn't pry Samuel away from his DS to watch a movie, but while I was looking up next weekend's weather for Pottsboro he came into my room & began telling me about a planned trip to the Georgia Aquarium this summer (hint-hint), so of course I went to the Aquarium's website & we looked at aquatic critters. I have to admit I was impressed by the variety of exhibits & the thought taken to engage the interest of children. (A live, albeit tiny, coral reef? Wow!) I can certainly see way Samuel is so excited--I'd like to go myself.

Regarding Isaac: I feel cautiously optimistic, the counselor he's been seeing for the last few months seems to have done him some good, he seems to be more aware of other people's feelings & less of a smart-alec lately. Also, for the last few weeks he's been acting as caregiver for a man with a pacemaker waiting for a heart to become available, & needs someone to make sure his batteries don't run out, keep him on his diet, cook, shop, etc., & he seems to be doing a pretty good job of it (& quite proud of himself, too). Would never have thought of that kind of work for Isaac, but on the other hand, he's looked after younger children at home & in the Scouts (at his Eagle ceremony some of the scoutmasters even praised the care he took of younger kids) since he was about 9 years old, so he certainly has experience. &, annoying behaviors aside, he's basically a good kid...young man...(gods & ancestors, he'll be 20 next month!)

Mom's made a few noises about seeing a neurologist since the retina specialist gave her a pass last week, but also complained that she didn't like the doctor who took over the practice when her previous neurologist died a few years ago, but she hasn't make any effort to find another, so I'm just keeping an eye on her. She seems to have completely recovered from the bronchitis she had & is pretty much able to take up her normal activities with occasional help from the rest of us, but she is sleeping more than she was & her arthritis is sometimes so bad I have to open jars, etc. for her. But her mind is as lucid as it ever was, & after seeing a couple of our neighbors decline into dementia I'm heartily thankful of that.

Finished with Drift, & should finish The Magistrates of Hell by tomorrow evening, so guess I should print a copy of my reading list to go through & find which ones are available at the local library & which I'll have to order. Last time I was at the library it hadn't yet become overrun with students doing their term papers at the last minute, so perhaps I should pack a lunch & spend the day going down my list (hey, it's 11 pages long, & some of those books are rather obscure) before the thundering herds arrive.
Still lagging behind on my business. Thought I'd have a breathing space, but a guy ran into Mom's car Sun. afternoon, so I've basically been on the phone with insurance companies & the shop the last 2-1/2 days. &, to cap it all, my doctor won't refill my script till I make an appearance in his office. I'm tempted to go off the Prozac, then go in when I'm in the throes of a "killer" depression; Bruce Banner ain't got nothin' on me...
Jeff & Samuel didn't arrive home till after 9pm last night, so we were loading camping gear & food into the new car, & putting the lawnmower into the truck so it could be taken to the shop, till nearly 11pm. Don't know whether that tired Samuel out, or it's just that once he puts his head down he's out like a light, but when I went into the kitchen for a drink about 11:30 he didn't stir, nor at 6am this morning when Mom & I were getting our breakfasts.

Jeff & Samuel are off till Sun., so it's just Mom & me. Fortunately, Mom seems to be more or less back to herself, & if both of us together can't manage, I've arranged with Isaac to come over.

Meanwhile, a statement from one of Mom's financial institutions needed to complete her taxes is overdue in arriving, so of course she's a bit upset about it--not that she doesn't have cause for concern, considering the financial neo-social Darwinists, religious fanatics, & just plain lunatics at all levels of government these days. I'm wondering again if taking a course in tax preparation would be a good investment, but the least expensive is a couple of hundred dollars, & the way the tax laws keep changing it would probably be all to do again next year.

Well. I knew bad times were coming more than 30 years ago, raging about the iniquity &/or wrongheadedness of a lot my fellow citizens will only burn through energy I need for the long haul. Therefore...

Switched out some of the knickknacks on display in my room for some with a more Easter/spring motif when I replaced the spent jasmine sprays this evening. The spirea is beginning to bloom, but as yet there isn't enough to bother cutting, & the iris has recovered enough from the beating they took last weekend that they can be brought indoors. I'm thinking that the deep purple combined with the yellow jasmine & pink fringe flowers, & maybe a bit of white from the spirea, will make an attractive & not too garish display. Will see.

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