Marge And the Moon

Although I didn't sleep well, it turned out to be a pretty good day for different reasons. The guy from Yandoo Communications came and showed me how to switch between the TV and the DVD player. After several months, I'm finally able to watch TV again. What's funny is, I have no particular desire to do so--all I ever watched recently was Frazier, anyway, and I've grown out of that.
I finally finished clearing up the rest of the Christmas decorations, including the wreath on the front door. I replaced it with one Mike sent years ago and added the welcome tapestry.

I was pleased to be able to store all the Xmas stuff in the higher hall cabinets. Tidied up otherwise and the place looks nice. I kept one of the poinsettias in the living room and put the other on the patio; I hope to plant it one of these days.
I was glad to get a call from Fred, my friend, Marge's, husband, although the news is not good. Marge, who turned 93 the day after Christmas, is in hospice care at her daughter's in Manahawkin. Fred stays there, too, although he was back in their Sunrise Bay home when he called me. Marge has stage 4 breast cancer and has been under hospice since April. He said it costs $8000 a month.  I was shocked--and angry at myself--that it's been that long since I called Marge. Fred and I had a talk and he said when he went back to the daughter's, he'd call me and Marge and I could chat.
While I was talking to Fred, Betty called. I got back to her after and she asked if I was coming to SB, as it was Tuesday. No, of course not, I would have let her know. We talked for a bit, then I left for Wal-Mart. I ran into a neighbor from another building, Michelle, whom I've spoken to before. She's in her forties, I guess, and a non-stop talker, but that was okay. She wants me to go  out for a drink sometime, which sounds like fun, maybe.
Just before I got to the Wal-Mart shopping center, Fred called and put Marge on the line. We had a good talk, although she was a little confused at times and sounded very frail. I told her I'd call more often. I hope I get a chance to talk to her again, but I know that's anything but certain. 
Went to several stores and bought myself a new frying pan, plus grapes and stuff.  For dinner, I made a yummy stir-fry of my usual ground turkey, fresh chopped onions and sweet peppers, and garlic. Getting the mail, I saw the moon in view, so took a picture of that, too:

Betty called yet again about some mix-up or other; it's demoralizing, but I was patient. Shortly after, she accidentally messaged my nephew, Dave, and me--she must have pressed something on her phone. I had alerted Dave to her condition and we talked for a few minutes. We'll see him and Polly on February third, when we meet at Lure in town.

Went to several stores and bought myself a new frying pan, plus grapes and stuff.  For dinner, I made a yummy stir-fry of my usual ground turkey, fresh chopped onions and sweet peppers, and garlic. 

Happily, I slept like a stone last night. Unhappily, I'm off to the dentist in a few hours--AAGH!