FRIDAY, AUGUST 1

Weight: At home, I was thrilled (and astonished) to record a 2.2 pound loss, which took me to 126.6. However, wouldn't you know, the T.O.P.S. scale pegged me at 129.7, just .04 less than last week. I suspect my scale needs a new battery or something, but oh, well, I didn't gain.

Home at 10:00, had breakfast, then sat down to check out Facebook and other interests. Sent an e-card to great-grandson, Tristan, for his eighteenth birthday today, then a little dough from Amazon, in my usual amount for all the kiddies. 

I was determined to spend must of the day running lines, but wouldn't you know, I didn't do as much as I meant to. Conversely, I went over to Von's and got a lot more than I meant to. I actually had to leave half of it behind the manager's desk, load up the cart, take it home, then go back for the rest. No big deal, though, as I've done that before. 

Stopped at Asurion to ask about my ailing printer and was surprised to learn that, because they don't go to the house to fix, they'll reimburse you. Now, my printer is a Canon, so I found that hard to believe. I called them and actually, that's what they do. I was on the phone for a long time with the Asurion rep and gave her the info about the printer. I was then supposed to upload identification, took a pic of my passport, but couldn't follow what I was told to get it to the rep. I asked if, instead, I could take the camera and printer info to the guys in Asurion and they could do it. She agreed that was a good idea and that's what I'll do on Monday.

Once I had the stuff put away, I made lunch and took it to the middle to eat. Home, I cleared up a few things, then took a nap. 

Mike called after dinner and we chatted. He may be able to spend more time in November, when he and Vivian come for Thanksgiving, so that will be nice. We commiserated over the accidental death of Snickerdoodle, who fell to his death from Mike's balcony last month. 

Here are a few more pictures from the scattering of the ashes. The group of "mourners," so to speak:

Paula's niece and brother, Ellen and me before the ceremony: 

Got up at five something and, although I've got my lines down, I'm still a little shaky about where they come in. It's a good thing we have another two weeks to opening night.