THURSDAY

Breakfast with Keith and a newcomer sat down with us. Her name is Laverne and she had moved in only last Friday. Nice person and with an interesting background. Not sure how old she is, but certainly  over 80, if not my age. 

Went to Bone Builders at 10:30, then lunch after with Kathie and Keith. Kathie gave me a copy of the following which her daughter had sent her--I think it's hysterical and so totally true:

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If in a toxic relationship, remember this:

A man was running down a mountain to escape a fire and he came upon a snake. The snake tried to keep up with him, but couldn't.  He begged the man to pick him up and carry him down to avoid the inevitable. The man, afraid of being bitten, refused, but after much pleading, he relented, picked up the snake, and continued down. When they got to the bottom, the man let the snake go—and was immediately bitten! The man was shocked and said, “I carried you as you asked and made sure you made it down safely and you still bit me?”

The snake replied, “YEAH, I'M A SNAKE!”

Moral of the story: Once matured, people don't change in any significant way. 

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Dinner with Kathie. We were both surprised to see Keith was sitting with Cheryl and Mary. What's up with that? However, I'm not devastated about it--Keith was getting to be somewhat of a bore, anyway. I won't be here for breakfast--going to T.O.P.S--anyway, and we'll see what happens at lunch.

Back in my apartment at 6:30 and started looking over my Dionne Quintuplet material. I'm thinking about reviving my presentation on them--we'll see if I can adequately pull things together. s rug down a mountain to escape a fire and he came upon a snake. The snake tried to keep up with him, but couldn't.

WEDNESDAY

Katherine picked me up at 9:00 and we went to the BCNN meeting. The program was by a Marine biologist who elaborated on the sea creatures that inhabit the Channel Islands water off the coast. She showed whales, porpoises, dolphins, and so on, and how they lived and what they did and I know it was supposed to be fascinating, but frankly, it bored the hell out of  me:

There were sign-up sheets on the tables for the potluck lunch in September and I listed something easy to do that I can just make up. I couldn't resist circling the typo: 

Got back to The Orchard at 11:45, changed into my new tee-shirt, and  went down to the dining room.  I didn't see either Keith or Kathie, so sat with Trish, Ralph, and Jerry. The latter two are grumpy old men, but Trish and I had a good conversation. When I left, I saw Keith had obviously come in late and was sitting with Cheryl and Mary. Hmm...I should have just sat at our regular place. 

At 3:00, I went to the multi-purpose room and saw another fabulous one-woman show by Tatjana: 

Resident Leslie managed to get in on the dancing, too.

Dinner with Kathie and Keith, during which Kathie told us some interesting facts about her childhood: Her mother, a native of Denmark, had taken her back there when she was ten and they subsequently toured Europe, actually staying in campgrounds for ten months. I told her she should record her memories of this for her descendants.

The avocado Kathie had given me was finally ripe, and I cut into it, sprinkled it with fresh lemon, and ate some of it as I watched my hour of T.V. last night, which was superb--the avocado, that is. The show was pretty good, too, a series about historical mysteries. They covered the D.B. Cooper thing the other day and last night, the Titanic.  

I called Elika, the manicurist, but haven't heard back from her. I was hoping she could do me today; if not, I may try the other one, Cecilia.  

TUESDAY--ANOTHER BUSY ONE

 After breakfast (with Keith, of course), I prepared for my cardiology visit. Ellen  came at 9:15, bearing a pretty lily plant for me as an Easter gift. She first looked at my misbehaving printer, then we left. Got to Oxnard in twenty or so and went to the second  floor to ask whether the heart monitor was working correctly.  It was examined and were told it was, so I'm relieved about that. 

After, we went to the first floor for the echogram. We didn't have to wait long and after I took off what needed to be taken off, I lay down and had my ticker tickled or whatever they do. It was a little disconcerting to see my heart on the television-like screen, but it wasn't uncomfortable. That over, we left.

Back at my place, it was almost time for lunch. Ellen decided not eat with us and I went down while she continued working on the printer. However, she couldn't get it to work, so I'll call somebody to come in. Ate with Kathie and Keith. El came down to say goodbye; she'll be back (or I'll go there) on Friday, as we have a tele-appointment with Primary Medical.

I got this Easter card from Tokyo and I suspect Mr. K., my darling grandson, made it--it's not quite as polished as the kind his artist mother makes, but I still love it: 

Went downstairs for the mail at 3:00 and discovered that a Bingo game was about to start. Crazy me, I like to play this, so I got four cards, sat down, and proceeded to win five different games. The prize for each win is a funny money bill, which can be used in the "store" they have every two weeks. This is just a broom closet in which items from the dollar stores are kept; you can use your funny money to buy things like hangers, snacks, napkins and so on. 

Suzy texted me asking if she and Bob could come at 5:30 instead of 6:00 for our play-planning meeting. Sure, and I met them at the entrance. Later, Carlita and Nelson came and Suzy got Sheila and Steve on ZOOM. The six of us discussed, planned, and elaborated on our ideas about shows with senior performers. The first one will dedicated to Suzy's dear friend, Carol G., who died recently; she had been very active in the Santa Paula theatre.  We'll be meeting again to flesh out more information.

When I got home, I found at my door the container I had bought to dinner, which contained the meal I had missed. I thought Kathie had left it there, but when I called to thank her, she said Keith had--I'll thank him when I see him at breakfast this morning. 

BCNN meeting this morning--Katherine (not the same as Kathie) is picking me up at 9:00. Then on Friday, I'll first go to T.O.P.S., then over at Ellen's for the ZOOM meeting with Primary Medical. Hey, I'm looking forward to an off day tomorrow!

MONDAY

 Stripped the bed and put the sheets in the washer before breakfast. Ate that with Keith, during which we had a good literary discussion. He goes more for novels, I for non-fiction, but we sometimes cross over and had several books in common. After, I put the sheets in the dryer and took a short nap while they did their thing. Got up and remade the bed, then went down to attend Balance Class with Jackie.

Lunch with Keith and Kathie--chicken, which wasn't bad--then I sat at the clubhouse to read my book. I didn't get much read before another resident, Doris, came out and we talked. Doris was born the same year my late husband was, 1931, which makes her 95. At length, she told me all about her background: antecedents from Austria, an unmarried mother, brought up in an orphanage in Wisconsin, then lived on a "foster farm," was married, had four sons, and so on and on. I told her she should get her grandchildren to FaceTime or record her telling about her background. Leslie then joined us and we chatted for a bit before it got a little too breezy and we went in.

It occurred to me I should charge my heart monitor, so I followed directions and hooked it up. The directions said it would take about 90 minutes and that it would flash a steady green when it was charged. Then, I was to press the red button and feel a buzz. When it flashed a steady green, I changed the adhesive discs and put it back on my chest. However, when I pressed the red button, I felt no buzz, though I had when it was charged before. Called Cabrillo Cardiology, but had to leave a message for Dr. Wang's assistant and haven't heard back from her yet.  

Ate with Keith--Kathie decided to have soup in her apartment--and as ever, we had interesting conversation. I chatted with Beverly, Allan, and a few others before we all broke up to go back to our own domiciles. 

Took a shower and washed my hair, in preparation for my echogram today. 

SUNDAY

 Breakfast with Keith; he said he didn't see me yesterday at dinner, so sat with Cheryl and Mary. After, I sat outside in the sunshine and called Muckie. We had a good chat; she's still in rehab, but unfortunately, said she'll soon be in Hospice, which she'll enter when she's at home. It's good that we're able to openly talk about her condition, but damn, I hate to know it won't be long before I can no longer call her.

On a happier note, Ellen is back from her cruise and as I write this at 1:09 pm on Sunday, I'm thrilled to know I'll see her in twenty minutes or so. She'll pick me up, take me to Ventura Harbor, we'll walk there, then meet Greg for dinner at Lure. 

Lunch with Keith and Kathie, then yes, indeed, Ellen picked me up at 1:30 and off we went. First, though, she gave me a T-shirt from Aruba. Coincidentally, we're having T-shirt day on Wednesday, so I'll wear it then. 

What a good time we had! We walked along the harbor promenade, at least two miles all told. We took a few pictures on the way, but I'll post them once Ellen sends me hers. We stopped at the Channel Islands museum and I got a cap for the little (big) guy in Tokyo, who just graduated from the equivalent of eighth grade. Below are the cap, the T-shirt Ellen gave me, and the T-shirt day flyer:

After our waterfront stroll, we met Greg at Lure for dinner and had a great time. After a leisurely meal, we said goodbye to him and went back to my place, after stopping at Von's for me to stock up on a few things. It had been a fine day and I hope I never forget how lucky I am. 

SATURDAY AND A BUSY DAY

Mary Ann picked me up at 9:15 and off we went to the NO KINGS rally at the county offices. There were thousands of people gathered, all protesting Trump and his murderous policies. Here's just a small sampling of some of the protesters:

Above: One of my favorites.

Above: Just read it in reverse and you get the picture.

Above: Mary Ann's husband, Frank, a committed Catholic, pacifist, and former seminarian. 

Anyway, it was an invigorating time and excellent turnout. We left a little before noon, so I was in time for lunch; ate with Kathy and Keith. Unfortunately, one of our older residents, Rose, had fallen and when I got to the dining room, was being aided. The fire company personnel came soon after and took her away on a stretcher.

After lunch, I played a rollicking game of dime Bingo; I won one, but darn, somebody else did, too, and we had to split the $3.60 winnings, but at least, I got a generous $1.80--ha! After that, I stayed for Trivia, which Keith conducted, and then it was time for dinner. Kathy didn't show and I didn't see Keith later, either, so I sat at a table by myself, but was soon joined by Martha or "Marty." This women is an absolute champion talker who never shut up about her extremely successful children, her sterling background, and the wealth with which she's been surrounded all her life. How true her prattle was is questionable.

Back upstairs, I did a load of wash before T.V. time. Today, I have no plans, which is actually a relief, and I'm hoping Ellen will be back from her cruise, although I won't see her until tomorrow.

FRIDAY

Breakfast with Keith, but had barely started when Mary Ann texted me that she had arrived. This was only 8:13, so she was early, but that was okay, as I had already delivered my coffee things to the clubhouse. Mary Ann waited at the entrance for the others, while I went to check that the place was set up all right. It was, and the others came in, with the exception of Lennie, our leader, who's usually late.

The T.O.P.S. group consisted of Mary Ann, Cheryl, Katherine, Sharon, and Curleen, who had been slated to give the program. However, she brought her husband, Wally, along and he actually was the one who spoke. He is a retired doctor and he talked about diet, weight loss, and so on...talked and talked and talked and talked, in fact. He believes you should not eat anything after 4:00 p.m. because your liver and pancreas and all the other guys need to rest. My Orchard friend, Kathie, came as a guest and intends to join, so she'll be there next week at Trinity Lutheran, too.  Sharon wore an Asian dragon outfit... 

...along with earrings she had made herself: 

However, the weight news for me was grim: At home, I was up .08 to 138.4 and at T.O.P.S. up .09 to 139.9, on the brink of 140. Oh, me, oh, my, I MUST reform!

Lunch with Keith and Kathie and I restrained myself with simply a salad. After, I sat outside the clubhouse with my book and read for a time, then went back upstairs to prepare for Happy Hour. It featured three Irish dancers and was very engaging:

Back at my place, I did this and that before going down to dinner. Ate with Keith and Kathie, and Ursula joined us. Today, Mary Ann will pick me up at 9:15 and we'll join the "No Kings" rally at the county complex.