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Glad of yr note- Will await amazon- And await, and await...
OK here- Saw Miss J last night- Better- Can talk (a little)- But she was chipper, and funny- Staff at UTSW loves her-
Well, of course...
She finished the new Walter Mosley/Easy Rawlins mystery, from the lib- Sez 'meh, not his best'- Read a bit last night, and concur- Tho it's a great series-
She goes to rehab on- Tues? In Richardson, much shorter drive from here- Thankful for small faves- Tho her care at UTSW has been exemplary- Rehab for- 1-2 wks? Day to day, it is-
All else status quo-
Jingles sez 'hey!' (for horses, Mrs T?)- Milestone last noc- Gave the pup free range of the haus when MB & I did the hosp run- Gone 3+ hrs- First time, but I just couldn't put her in her box again- Tho' I dreaded the potential damage to my domain-
Not bad- Only victim: the box my new cell phone came in- Shredded all over the living room-
And we slept well together, last noc- I read, and Jingles snored-
Speaking of phone- MB showed me, in the hosp, how to text! Sent my first (and probably last)- Sarah Jane texted us back, 'has hell frozen over?'
A thought came to me- You know, the texting-via-phone technology has been with us for a long time- Old dial phone, and huge keyboard, small BxW screen- Ancient looking, now- I first used it when working in hosp, yrs ago- Assisting hearing impaired patients-
It came about:
So DEAF people could communicate via the phone....
Need I add, smiling: you listening, current culture?
Howz about we try, I dunno- Talking with one another, while we still can?
Sigh-
Lastly- GIANT truck, crane & CLAW, yest, 9AM! Picked up the mountain of God's lumber in front of my house- Wow!
Lotta small left over- Miguel & the boys will attend, this wk- But it's mostly gone-
And I hollered at the driver (it's a one man deal!), to thank him, from the porch- No response-
And noticed he had earbuds in place-
None so deaf, etc- See above-
But I felt safer, in re: fire potential- Debris had turned, in the heat, to tinder-
All the street, last noc, blocked by a thousand cars, when I got home-
Lotta loud ranchera music- Lotta beer changing hands, and shouts-
And LOTTA rug rats- B'day bash- OK-
But LOTTA leftover fireworks being flung-
Sorry, amigos- Bonfire elsewhere tonight-
But I hear there’s a hurricane hereabouts, from the Gulf?
Phase two? We’ll see, sighing (again)-
So- Just Coke & fro yo last night, with Jingles- And good black coffee this AM, but none for the dog- She's hyper enough as is-
Feels good, let's do it again-
Watch for wooden nickels-
E