When I got up yesterday, it was raining heavily--washed away all the snow--but did we skip exercise? Nope. Susan came over with the car and we went to the clubhouse to do 2 miles of the 3 mile tape. (It was about 7:20, a little later than usual, and I knew Pat would be up at 8:00.)
Rest of day was blah. Pat and I went to Manahawkin to get his car inspected, but when he presented his documents, we discovered he had my insurance card. They inspected, gave him a "failed" sticker and he'll take the card back tomorrow. My fault--I accidentally switched our cards when they came in the mail.
Spent a lot of the day getting the Dionne Quintuplet stuff in some kind of order and trying to decide what I'll use in the presentation. I know I must have another box--unfortunately in the "attic"--so will have to decide how to get it: ask Alison to come down, ask a neighbor to help, or see if Pat and I can do it ourselves. I hate going up that pull-down ladder and I've never actually gotten up to the attic (more like a crawl space, but it's big--you could easily add a room up there is you didn't mind broiling to death in the summer) because I'm afraid of falling when I try to get down.
Today, Pat goes to the cardiologist for just a routine visit designed to pad the doctor's pockets a little more. I hate and despise this so-called medical "system," not least because it's such a boondoggle designed to benefit ONLY medical personnel and pharmaceutical companies. Pat has so many things wrong with him that he goes to eight or nine specialists and each of them see him every 3 or 6 months to "check up"--in other words, for no particular reason. The emphysema is what matters and the pulmonologist has nothing else to offer for that--the rest of them are just whistlin' Dixie while they're racking up more dough. Okay, tirade over.
For dinner yesterday, made turkey breast with gravy, scalloped potatoes, and shoepeg corn, all very good and all thoroughly processed--probably was crammed with killer chemicals, but so what? The domestic commandment I violated was that of color; I read years ago that, meals should display a variety, such as green veggies with red meat, and so on. This dinner was all in a narrow yellow/beige/tan range, so I guess wasn't too visually appealing. Oh, me, guess I'll lose my Suzy Homemaker badge now...