Walked Kimball. After breakfast, I gathered up my tax stuff and went over to Michelle's, whom I like more and more. Met her when we both lived in Colony Park--her rent went up more than a hundred a month, mine less, but a lot, and I'm glad I moved to Ventura Del Sol.
Michelle was born and brought up in Hawaii, has been divorced for years, has a grown daughter, and lives at Cypress Point. She has a neat apartment--two bedrooms, two baths, a huge patio, and lots of other amenities. However, she pays over two thou for it--ouch!--and in fact, her friend may move in with her and share expenses.
Anyhow, not only is she a bright and seasoned accountant, she's also fun to talk to. She's about my younger daughter's aga, but we're friends on Facebook and I like that. She said I had to provide a few other documents (notably some kind of info from Chase, which holds the mortgage on my house) and I'll just zap them over to her.
Went from there to WinCo and bought supplies. (Since I eat mostly fresh food, I have to shop a lot, but that's okay.) I then went to Cricket to consult Amanda because my text messages seem to have been screwed up and my email hadn't be updating--on my phone, that is.. She did something or other and I hope that fixed it.
Got a text from my tenant, Eileen, asking me to get back in touch with the solar people. She's convinced there's something wrong with the panels because her electric bill went up so high. I'm just about sure she's right, but they don't seem to want to do anything about it. I'll call them tomorrow.
I was glad to get a call from the salon to say Mary had a cancellation, so would I like to switch my color and cut to 9:30 today? Yes, indeed, I much prefer that.
Caught the bus for town and met my three good friends for Happy Hour at Pacific. Our enjoyment at being together was tempered by the news that Nancy's only great-grandson had taken his own life in Phoenix. He had been troubled and had a problem with drugs, but what a blow for her. We lingered far longer than usual--in fact, Nancy and Diane had two glasses of Chardonnay and I had a second beer (Carolyn stuck to soda, as she was driving).
Got home after 7:00, but--happy day!--it wasn't even full dark by then.
Thursday, March 14, 2019
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
Santa Barbara Sunny
I didn't set the alarm yesterday and, incredibly, I slept until 7:30, two hours later than my usual wake-up time. I wasn't hungry, so didn't eat breakfast, just dressed and set off for the first (city) bus at 9:00.
Got the second (Santa Barbara) at 9:43 and the third (city) shortly after I got to the transit center, so was at Betty's door at 11:30.
We had a good day. Went down the street to The Natural Cafe, not one of my favorite places, as you have to stand in line to order yourself and get your own utensils. Damn, it's like McDonalds or Burger King, just five times more expensive. However, I got a veggie burger and, boy, was it good. Along with a Stella Artois, it hit the spot.
Back at Betty's, we chatted for a bit, then went to the clubroom or whatever they call it, for the monthly birthday party for ice cream and cake. I had some, but was surprised that I didn't enjoy it all that much. Maybe because I virtually never eat anything with added sugar (I do eat a lot of fruit), I've just lost my taste for it. Anyway, we talked with some other residents for a bit, then I got up to go. Reversed the bus process of the morning and got the 3:37 bus back to Ventura; home about 5:15.
I went next door to Suzanne's to hear about her sister conference in Auburn. She told me about it and showed me pictures of where she stayed, a big, beautiful property with woods. I was charmed to hear that this is the home of one of her high school students, with whom she later developed a friendship; the woman is now an obstetrician with a family. (Suzanne was only a few years older than the students.) After that, I got into my pajamas and settled down for the night.
I was thrilled that it was sunny all day and it's supposed to be 70 today. Yay for that and yipee for daylight saving time!
Got the second (Santa Barbara) at 9:43 and the third (city) shortly after I got to the transit center, so was at Betty's door at 11:30.
We had a good day. Went down the street to The Natural Cafe, not one of my favorite places, as you have to stand in line to order yourself and get your own utensils. Damn, it's like McDonalds or Burger King, just five times more expensive. However, I got a veggie burger and, boy, was it good. Along with a Stella Artois, it hit the spot.
Back at Betty's, we chatted for a bit, then went to the clubroom or whatever they call it, for the monthly birthday party for ice cream and cake. I had some, but was surprised that I didn't enjoy it all that much. Maybe because I virtually never eat anything with added sugar (I do eat a lot of fruit), I've just lost my taste for it. Anyway, we talked with some other residents for a bit, then I got up to go. Reversed the bus process of the morning and got the 3:37 bus back to Ventura; home about 5:15.
I went next door to Suzanne's to hear about her sister conference in Auburn. She told me about it and showed me pictures of where she stayed, a big, beautiful property with woods. I was charmed to hear that this is the home of one of her high school students, with whom she later developed a friendship; the woman is now an obstetrician with a family. (Suzanne was only a few years older than the students.) After that, I got into my pajamas and settled down for the night.
I was thrilled that it was sunny all day and it's supposed to be 70 today. Yay for that and yipee for daylight saving time!
Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Stella And Casa Bella
Walked Kimball. After breakfast, I changed the bedclothes and did laundry. After I was finished folding and putting away, I fooled around on the laptop all the way until lunch. I just didn't feel like doing anything either fun or productive, still being in a down mood.
I finally trudged out to the bus stop after lunch. Rode the bus to town and on the way, called Betty to tell her I'd be at her place in Santa Barbara today. Got off at the library and walked toward the mission. I stopped into a thrift store and saw two little bunnies--HAD to buy them, as they'll look cute for Easter on my coffee table.
As I was waiting for the bus home at about 4:30, my phone rang and it was Stella, who was at the mall:"Do you want to meet me for dinner?" Well, naturally, I said no, I can't go to dinner, I have to get home and anyway, why didn't you call earlier, do you think I'm going to decide to go to dinner just on the spur of the---NOT!
Of course, I immediately accepted with pleasure (my mantra: never turn down an invitation) and suggested Pacific at Main and Oak. However, I saw that they're closed on Mondays, so we went across the street to Casa Bella.
I often mention that Stella and I don't have a lot in common, but actually, she's grown on me and we had a good time. (Lucky her: She's going to Ireland, then Spain in June.) Happily, my mood brightened (it may have been the mango beer) and--I hope--I'm past my emotional slump.
Said goodbye, took the bus home, and got in at 7:15.
I finally trudged out to the bus stop after lunch. Rode the bus to town and on the way, called Betty to tell her I'd be at her place in Santa Barbara today. Got off at the library and walked toward the mission. I stopped into a thrift store and saw two little bunnies--HAD to buy them, as they'll look cute for Easter on my coffee table.
As I was waiting for the bus home at about 4:30, my phone rang and it was Stella, who was at the mall:"Do you want to meet me for dinner?" Well, naturally, I said no, I can't go to dinner, I have to get home and anyway, why didn't you call earlier, do you think I'm going to decide to go to dinner just on the spur of the---NOT!
Of course, I immediately accepted with pleasure (my mantra: never turn down an invitation) and suggested Pacific at Main and Oak. However, I saw that they're closed on Mondays, so we went across the street to Casa Bella.
I often mention that Stella and I don't have a lot in common, but actually, she's grown on me and we had a good time. (Lucky her: She's going to Ireland, then Spain in June.) Happily, my mood brightened (it may have been the mango beer) and--I hope--I'm past my emotional slump.
Said goodbye, took the bus home, and got in at 7:15.
Monday, March 11, 2019
Down A Bit
Walked Kimball, but I guess I was an hour later than usual. I had thought the clocks got turned ahead on Sunday, not Saturday. Well, they did, but I thought it was during the day or something. Anyway, no harm done, I was just a little later for breakfast.
Had breakfast, did the crossword, and cleaned up. Did a few minor chores and some computer stuff.
For some reason, I felt a little down. I started playing solitaire--I mean with actual cards, on the kitchen table. It occurred to me that's exactly what my mother used to do. Boy, talk about your downer.
I saw an article in The New Yorker by Oliver Sacks (I always liked his books) about dementia and how it helped to soothe people if they thought they were back in a familiar role. Sent it to Carole and to Carolyn.
After 1:00, Stella called to see if I wanted to meet in town for lunch. Of course, I was already having lunch by that time. I don't know why she waits until the last minute for stuff. Anyway, I suggested today and she said she'd look at home when her doctor appointment was and let me know. However, she didn't and I may or may not call her.
Speaking of lunch, we now have ten who said they're going to the Acting for Amateurs lunch on Friday and a few haven't responded yet.
I finally shook off my gloominess and got the bus to the mall. Went to Target and got press-on nails for Carolyn's birthday. I'll give her money, too, of course, but I always like to have a concrete present for people to open. Must get a little something for Finn, too.
Home, I drove car to Sprouts for blackberries, cantaloupe, and oranges. I felt better by then and had an okay evening.
Had breakfast, did the crossword, and cleaned up. Did a few minor chores and some computer stuff.
For some reason, I felt a little down. I started playing solitaire--I mean with actual cards, on the kitchen table. It occurred to me that's exactly what my mother used to do. Boy, talk about your downer.
I saw an article in The New Yorker by Oliver Sacks (I always liked his books) about dementia and how it helped to soothe people if they thought they were back in a familiar role. Sent it to Carole and to Carolyn.
After 1:00, Stella called to see if I wanted to meet in town for lunch. Of course, I was already having lunch by that time. I don't know why she waits until the last minute for stuff. Anyway, I suggested today and she said she'd look at home when her doctor appointment was and let me know. However, she didn't and I may or may not call her.
Speaking of lunch, we now have ten who said they're going to the Acting for Amateurs lunch on Friday and a few haven't responded yet.
I finally shook off my gloominess and got the bus to the mall. Went to Target and got press-on nails for Carolyn's birthday. I'll give her money, too, of course, but I always like to have a concrete present for people to open. Must get a little something for Finn, too.
Home, I drove car to Sprouts for blackberries, cantaloupe, and oranges. I felt better by then and had an okay evening.
Sunday, March 10, 2019
This, That, And Nothing Exciting
Walked Kimball, but that was more or less all the sustained walking I got in. I might very well call the doctor on Monday and say I need to see another podiatrist. I just don't want to wait until April 5. My pulled muscle in the other leg seems somewhat better, though.
After breakfast, I completed the rest of the tax crap. Lucky Nancy and Diane; both have only social security and don't have to file. (Well, no, they're not lucky--I am.) Emailed Michelle to tell her I'd like to drop off the stuff, rather than mail, as I have some questions. Will do that Wednesday morning.
I finally got around to planting the two miniature rose bushes, other flowering bush (they're common around here, name starts with a "K"), and the two tomato plants. It wasn't easy, even though the rain made the soil soft and moist. The problem is, it's covered in wood chips, I guess to make it more attractive, but I had to clear them away from the spot where I was digging and they kept falling into the hole. Got it done, though, and they look nice. Let's hope they survive. Under my tender care, that's always a crap shoot.
Niece Carolyn called and we had along talk. I called Ellen and we chatted; she was at the salon getting a pedicure. She said Greg was off and they went to The Happy Vegan for lunch. Diane e-mailed and asked if I wanted to go to the college and see some Jules Feiffer skits. Sure thing and we'll go to a matinee at 2:30 on Thursday.
Went to WinCo for tilapia, olive oil, and canola oil. When I got home, I called Penney's and made an appointment with Mary for a color and cut on Thursday at 12:30.
After breakfast, I completed the rest of the tax crap. Lucky Nancy and Diane; both have only social security and don't have to file. (Well, no, they're not lucky--I am.) Emailed Michelle to tell her I'd like to drop off the stuff, rather than mail, as I have some questions. Will do that Wednesday morning.
I finally got around to planting the two miniature rose bushes, other flowering bush (they're common around here, name starts with a "K"), and the two tomato plants. It wasn't easy, even though the rain made the soil soft and moist. The problem is, it's covered in wood chips, I guess to make it more attractive, but I had to clear them away from the spot where I was digging and they kept falling into the hole. Got it done, though, and they look nice. Let's hope they survive. Under my tender care, that's always a crap shoot.
Niece Carolyn called and we had along talk. I called Ellen and we chatted; she was at the salon getting a pedicure. She said Greg was off and they went to The Happy Vegan for lunch. Diane e-mailed and asked if I wanted to go to the college and see some Jules Feiffer skits. Sure thing and we'll go to a matinee at 2:30 on Thursday.
Went to WinCo for tilapia, olive oil, and canola oil. When I got home, I called Penney's and made an appointment with Mary for a color and cut on Thursday at 12:30.
Saturday, March 09, 2019
T.O.P.S. And Taxes
I walked Kimball, I'm glad to record, without too much problem with my leg and foot. Got home, changed, and went to T.O.P.S.
I was pleased to see I gained only a smidgen. Considering my inability to do my usual walking/exercise, I thought it would be more. I went from 130.1 to 130.9, so eight-tenths of a pound up. Since I'm lousy at such higher math problems, I don't know how many ounces that is.The meeting itself wasn't too bad; we spent a lot of time talking about "shape garments" and bras. (Since Bob, who had been Michelle's long-time paramour, left after a nasty falling out, we're an all female group.)
Didn't get breakfast until 10:15, the usual on Fridays. After that, I finally started getting my tax info together. Michelle, my tax preparer, sends a very helpful set of papers to fill out, such as the one for my house in Jersey. It includes what I get in rent, plus repairs, maintenance, and so on. Easy peasy and she sends other such papers, too. I never have to look at the actual returns, as she files on-line.
After I had worked on that for an more than an hour, I went out for romaine, tomatoes, and stuff. Betty called to ask why I wasn't at the Maritime Museum, since she had seen something about activity there on television. However, it was at the Santa Barbara one, not Oxnard.
Didn't have lunch until 3:00. After that, I cut up tomatoes, onions, and peppers to make up a batch of my usual roasted tomatoes. I called Nancy to see if she'd like to have a subscription to Reminisce Magazine. I subscribe (I've been getting it for years) and they'll send two more subscriptions--free--to those of my choice. I sent one to Betty and Nancy said she'd love to get it, so I sent it off with my check.
Just wanted to get out for a while, so dropped the subscription off at the post office, then drove down (up? sideways?) to Wells Avenue and back. I was glad to be back in the sunny, sun, sun.
I was pleased to see I gained only a smidgen. Considering my inability to do my usual walking/exercise, I thought it would be more. I went from 130.1 to 130.9, so eight-tenths of a pound up. Since I'm lousy at such higher math problems, I don't know how many ounces that is.The meeting itself wasn't too bad; we spent a lot of time talking about "shape garments" and bras. (Since Bob, who had been Michelle's long-time paramour, left after a nasty falling out, we're an all female group.)
Didn't get breakfast until 10:15, the usual on Fridays. After that, I finally started getting my tax info together. Michelle, my tax preparer, sends a very helpful set of papers to fill out, such as the one for my house in Jersey. It includes what I get in rent, plus repairs, maintenance, and so on. Easy peasy and she sends other such papers, too. I never have to look at the actual returns, as she files on-line.
After I had worked on that for an more than an hour, I went out for romaine, tomatoes, and stuff. Betty called to ask why I wasn't at the Maritime Museum, since she had seen something about activity there on television. However, it was at the Santa Barbara one, not Oxnard.
Didn't have lunch until 3:00. After that, I cut up tomatoes, onions, and peppers to make up a batch of my usual roasted tomatoes. I called Nancy to see if she'd like to have a subscription to Reminisce Magazine. I subscribe (I've been getting it for years) and they'll send two more subscriptions--free--to those of my choice. I sent one to Betty and Nancy said she'd love to get it, so I sent it off with my check.
Just wanted to get out for a while, so dropped the subscription off at the post office, then drove down (up? sideways?) to Wells Avenue and back. I was glad to be back in the sunny, sun, sun.
Friday, March 08, 2019
Silvercrest
No Kimball, as I wanted to save my legs for the walks to and from the buses. I left at 9:00 and was pleased that I didn't have much problem walking; my left leg has improved a lot and my bunion is somewhat less sore.
Got to Silvercrest and the exercise class shortly before ten. It was a good session--invigorating, in fact. After, Diane and I went up to her apartment and we had a great lunch: corn pudding, salad, and a kind of folded crepe type thing with a white sauce. Plus, of course, we had some good white wine to go with it.
We talked and talked about politics, religion, philosophy, and our childhoods--very satisfying. Diane and I certainly don't agree about everything, but I like talking to her. She's intelligent and pretty well read and in my book, that makes for enjoyable conversation.
I left about 3:00 and walked to Telephone Avenue for the bus. Since I had nothing scheduled, I just stayed on until I got to town, then stopped into the library and read for a half hour. I took out a DVD to listen to the in the car about "Kick" Kennedy, JFK's sister, who was killed in a plane crash in about 1945. Betty called while I was on the bus to tell me about her recent doings.
Home a little after 6:00 and just had the rest of the cabbage. Suzanne rang my bell to tell me she was going to a sister gathering up in Auburn, leaving today and would be back on Monday.
T.O.P.S. today and I suspect I've gained, as I haven't been able to follow my regular walking routine lately.
Got to Silvercrest and the exercise class shortly before ten. It was a good session--invigorating, in fact. After, Diane and I went up to her apartment and we had a great lunch: corn pudding, salad, and a kind of folded crepe type thing with a white sauce. Plus, of course, we had some good white wine to go with it.
We talked and talked about politics, religion, philosophy, and our childhoods--very satisfying. Diane and I certainly don't agree about everything, but I like talking to her. She's intelligent and pretty well read and in my book, that makes for enjoyable conversation.
I left about 3:00 and walked to Telephone Avenue for the bus. Since I had nothing scheduled, I just stayed on until I got to town, then stopped into the library and read for a half hour. I took out a DVD to listen to the in the car about "Kick" Kennedy, JFK's sister, who was killed in a plane crash in about 1945. Betty called while I was on the bus to tell me about her recent doings.
Home a little after 6:00 and just had the rest of the cabbage. Suzanne rang my bell to tell me she was going to a sister gathering up in Auburn, leaving today and would be back on Monday.
T.O.P.S. today and I suspect I've gained, as I haven't been able to follow my regular walking routine lately.
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